Page 103 of Captivated

“Quinton was a philander.” I look at Quinton talking about himself in third person. “I am not anymore.” I grin as he grins watching my boobs.

“I’ve think you’ve lubed her tits enough boss.” Gerry laughs. “I’ve been watching. Her tits are going to be super brown with the rest pink, if you don’t get to other parts of her body.” I laugh at him, sipping my drink.

He grins as he adds more lotion, rubbing his hands down my stomach, dipping his fingertips under the small patch of material. I start giggling as he rubs my sides. “That tickles.” He’s laughing, digging his fingers in as I start twisting.

“Stop it.”

“Hold her drink.” Marcus takes it from his hands.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Quinton is grinning as he grabs me up in his arms. “Where are you going? Don’t you toss me in the ocean.” He’s walking towards the water carrying me. “Quinton stop, don’t throw me. My lotion will wash completely off.”

“Is that a big issue?” I laugh at his remark. “I have no intentions of throwing you.”

“Oh.” I calm down, noticing he’s walking us out in the water. I pull his face towards my mouth, covering his lips with an open-mouth kiss. Mmm, he tastes good. I dip my tongue deeper as our tongues dance and massage one another.

“Mmm, I love those lips,” he growls as he’s dipped us mid-chest deep in water, releasing my legs. I wrap them around his waist. He covers my lips in a deep open-mouth kiss, his tongue taking charge. I just melt into him.

“I’m glad you’re here Amelia.” He kisses me around my cheek and jaw. “I don’t want anyone else.”

“I’m glad I’m here too.” I wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him.

“Have you enjoyed checking out the island?”

“You know I have. It’s been more than anything I could have dreamed.” That’s the truth, my dreams have never been this lavish. “I’d love to walk this beautiful beach with you.”

He laces our fingers, walking us out of the ocean. “Damn, you look hot.” He comments as I adjust my suit.

We walk down the beach holding hands, picking up shells just like any regular couple. To the outside world, I’m his and he’s mine—only that’s not the case. It’s sort of depressing to think of reality. My reality is I’m married.

“This is nice.” I look at him, waiting for him to say something else.

“Yes, it is.” I grin, watching him. Every few steps, he stops to pick up a shell. If I like it, he keeps it, if I don’t, he tosses it. “I wish this week didn’t have to end,” I admit, looking out over the water. “It’s been absolutely wonderful.”

“It doesn’t end.” He looks back at me, clasping our hands as we walk. “It’s just going to get better.” He throws a shell. “You scared?”

“Not of you.” I keep walking.

“Of Eric?”

“He’s going to flip, Quinton.” I watch him smile. “Why are you smiling about this?”

“I am not. You finally used my name.” I laugh looking at him. “You called me Quinton last night and once in the jewelry store.”

I shake my head. “Mr. Starks.” He looks at me grinning.

“It’s going to be fine, Amelia.” I look down at our fingers laced, nodding with a small grin.I hope so.“Now let’s talk about what you want to do next.”

QUINTON

“Amelia, baby, just jump in.” I can’t believe she’s really this freaked out about snorkeling along the reef. I look back at the others. “I don’t know, guys just go ahead. We’ll catch up.” This is sort of funny, I have a yacht and chartered a snorkeling and dolphin encounter tour for the next two hours and she won’t jump in. I look at the guys on the boat, I’m not leaving her alone to snorkel with the others.

“What about barracudas and sharks … big shit like that?” I laugh. She’s cute. The guys on the boat are snickering. She cuts them a serious bitch look. I wonder if that’s the look Toni said she gave the bathroom cats.

“I’ll punch a shark in the face if it tries to bite those beautiful legs of yours,” I tease, watching her smirk and shake her head. “Amelia baby, get in the water. I have you!” Damn I hope she comes the fuck on.

Thank fucking god she’s standing up. I watch the guys eyeing my soon to be fiancée like candy. They turned away from my scowling, angry gaze. I walk over to where she’s standing and reach for her. "Give me your hands; I got you.” She wraps around me like a little octopus. Her legs tight around my hips, her tits tight against my chest. I hold her with one hand under her ass and reach up for them to hand me her snorkeling gear. “Under other circumstances, I would be enjoying your naked body hung on me.” She laughs at me.Good!I sink us back in the water. “Turn your back to me, bend those sexy legs.” I help slide her flippers on, swimming us on my back, her back to my stomach. She’s starting to kick like I am. “Here, put your goggles on.” Thank god she listens.

“You’re going to have to get off my chest sweetheart.” She grabs my hand. “You can stand, see. Why are you so freaked out?” Now we’re both standing together. She looks around; the others are snorkeling.

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