Page 14 of Wallflower

My vision wavers and my chest tightens as he holds me hostage against him. Slowly, he pulls out, breathing heavy. I suck in precious lungfuls of air, trying to get my head above water. His lips smash against mine as he drops to the floor with me. One arm bands around me, holding me steady, while Sam’s fingers find my clit. My release smashes through me like a wrecking ball, coming out of fucking nowhere, and I scream loud enough to shred my vocal cords.

“Say my name, pretty girl. I need to hear it.” His fingers sink into me, fucking my rippling pussy. My back arches as I give him what he demands, and more, gushing all over his hand and the floor.

“Fuck yes, squirt for me, Rosie.”

I smile through my cry of pleasure as I shake in his embrace.

Finally, a guy that can give me what I’ve only been able to give myself.

Clicking off the lights to theEmployee Onlygame room, Sam asks, “Are you excited to dock tomorrow?” He weaves his fingers through mine, leading me out the door as he locks it behind us.

“I think so, but to be honest, I’d rather stay on the ship and avoid my family.”

“Why’s that?” he asks, guiding us down the hall.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“No, tell me,” he urges, planting his feet and tugging me back to him.

“We just…” I huff, not wanting to put a damper on the rest of the night from thinking about them. “We don’t get along.”

“Need me to kick some ass?” He wiggles his eyebrows, a devilish grin on his handsome face.

“No,” I reply. Then I think of Tyler and Liam, and how they’ll undoubtedly go out of their way to ruin the rest of my trip after last night. “Well…actually…” I quirk.

Sam’s hand grips a doorknob to his right, and my insides seize with anticipation.This must be his room.“Just say the word, pretty girl, and I’ll throw them from the stern.”

“Yeah, right.” I roll my eyes, attempting to hide my smile.

“You doubt me? I’m wounded.”

“Sure you are,” I say, thick with sarcasm. Something gleams in his eye as he twists the door knob and swings it open. A wall of obsidian shadow lays before us, swallowing up the light coming from the hall. “Where are you taking me?” I wobbly ask.

“I just have to grab some things from my locker, and drop off the keys. Care for a behind the scenes tour?”

I hesitate. Warning bells ringing in my mind.Maybe the night should end here.He gently tugs on our joined hands, but it'smyfeet that are planted in place this time.

Sensing my trepidation, he says, “What’s the matter? Scared of the dark or something?”

Scared of the dark? No.

Wary of dark places with men who are essentially strangers? Yes.

“No, I’m not scared of the dark.”

“Then it’s me you’re scared of?”

“Not exactly…”

“You should be scared,” he breathes, closing in on me.

“W-what?”

“Scared of every dirty, depraved thing I’m going to do to you once I have you all to myself.” His warm hand slips between my thighs, palming me possessively between the legs. And, fuck,it melts away the fear. My pussy prepping to take him all over again.

“Let’s go,” I rasp, mouth dry.

“What was that?”