Destiny Undone: The Complete Series Box Set (50 page)

I smiled at him and rubbed my stomach for emphasis. “I’m starving. What are you cooking?” I hoped it was seafood. He made the best everything, but I especially loved his sautéed shrimp.

“I thought I’d give you a cooking lesson, maybe some risotto. I’ve got everything we need downstairs.”

“Sounds delish! I brought an apron to wear,” I said playfully.

“Really?” He cocked an eyebrow as he smiled down at me.

“Uh huh. You wanna see it?” I placed my hands on his firm chest and walked my fingertips down to his smooth, hard abs.

“Hell, yeah.”

I scampered across the deck, giggling like a teenager. “I’ll meet you downstairs in a few minutes, Captain.”

He laughed and I heard his footsteps behind me as I hurried down the steps and went into the bedroom to change into my new outfit. I checked my hair, still piled on top of my head in a loose French bun and pulled a few tendrils out of it to dangle around my face. I stripped out of the dress I’d been wearing and changed into a black g-string then pulled the hot pink apron out of my bag. I’d found it during an online shopping binge after Gabe and I had first decided to be an official couple. Sex with him was hot enough as it was, but I figured some flirty outfits couldn’t hurt.

The apron was barely long enough to hide the barely-there panties I’d put on, and my bare breasts peeked out from the sides. I looked in the mirror and started to get wet just thinking about what Gabe’s reaction would be when he saw me. If this didn’t give him instant wood, I’d be forced to check his pulse.

I slipped into a pair of matching pink, sky-high, fuck-me heels and spun around. I checked out my bare ass in the mirror and loved the way it looked. My new heels made my legs appear even longer than they already were.

The wonderful aroma of garlic and butter wafted into the room and my stomach gurgled again. “Be quiet!” I whispered. When was the last time I ate? This morning? I couldn’t remember.

I had a feeling dinner was going to burn once Gabe saw me dressed like this. I smiled at the thought, and pushed the door back and leaned against the frame.

“Good evening, Captain,” I purred, feeling both silly and sexy at the same time. “Can I give you a hand?”

Gabe looked over from where he was standing at the stove and—just as predicted—his jaw dropped and his eyes flew wide open as he drank me in.

“Wow!” The spoon in his hand clattered onto the floor. “How am I supposed to cook with you looking like that?”

“Hmm. What about this?” I turned slowly to expose my bare back and the practically non-existent panties. I raised a finger to my chin and winked at him, and with pouty lips, I asked. “Should I go change?”

“Don’t you dare! Captain’s orders!”

“Aye, aye, sir!” I gave a mock salute then he switched off the stove, walked to where I stood in the doorway and pulled me to him. He wrapped both arms around me, his fingers slipped up my back and wound themselves into my hair, tugging it loose from the twist. I laughed as he pulled it free and let it cascade around my bare shoulders.

“Much better,” he declared.

“Noted.”

“I think dinner is going to have to wait, but you look good enough to eat,” Gabe growled into my ear.

“Mmmm. I like the way you think,” I giggled, and let my hands do a little of their own exploring. I traced a path down his stomach and up under his thin, cotton t-shirt to feel each of his perfectly defined abs. I’d never seen him work out, but I knew he did, because his body was an absolute work of art.

He scooped me up and I wrapped my legs around his hips as he carried me to the bedroom. I giggled as he tossed me playfully onto the bed, but his eyes were as serious and dark as I’d ever seen them. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed with one swoop. Then he knelt down and kissed his way slowly up my inner thighs, setting off fireworks along my skin as he went. My pussy contracted and started to throb as his warm breath got closer to my panties.

“Babe,” I breathed as his tongue pressed along the sheer fabric separating his lips from my soft center. He drew back a little and then pressed his mouth against the fabric again and I felt the heat of his breath on my lips while he teased me with his tongue. I arched back on the bed, panting and moaning for more of him. I tore at the thong—I wanted to get it off and give him unrestricted access, but Gabe stilled my hands by gripping my wrists.

“No, no, baby. Trust me—I’m going to get you there.”

I sighed and tried to struggle free of his hold, but he wouldn’t let me go. “Baby, I want you!” I pleaded. He replied by tonguing the fabric again—the shivers and shudders I felt silenced me and I waited, breathless for more. He licked his way slowly from top to bottom, along the mesh fabric.

“Mmm, Pepper, you’re amazing.”

I bit my lip and whined as he slowly slid the strip of fabric aside and his lips touched my sensitive, wet skin, setting my body on fire. He licked and sucked my clit then without warning, he slid two fingers against my entrance and slid them inside me.

“Gabe!” I cried out, arching even more at the new rush of sensations flowing from between my legs to my brain.

I gripped the sheets with both hands as he sucked and licked every inch while he pulsed in and out of me with his strong, steady fingers. I was close… so very close…

His fingertips slid from inside me and spread my warm juices down to my ass. With one finger, he teased my hole then slipped it slowly inside and fucked me gently until I relaxed, then he added another finger and lights burst before my eyes at the sheer explosion of pleasure.

“Oh, my God! Fuck me, Gabe! Fuck me now!”

He effortlessly flipped me over so I was on all fours on the bed—my pussy clenched in anticipation. He slipped a wet finger back inside my ass and I nearly came apart. I bit back a cry but couldn’t contain it any longer when the tip of his hard cock touched my pussy lips and eased inside me.

“Oh, shit!” I called out. The feeling of being filled in two places at once was overwhelming, and I saw stars as I moaned and rocked along with the pace he’d set. He moved slowly at first, but then rocked hard and fast into me over and over again.

“Play with your tits,” he commanded. His hand gripped my hip as he continued to pound into me.

I wasn’t used to him calling the shots but his tone, and the strength of his thrusts took me to a new level and I felt myself tightening, ready for release.

I played with my nipples underneath the apron and finding them hard and erect got me even more worked up.

“Are they hard, baby? Are your nipples hard for me?”

I loved his newly-exposed wild side and nodded vigorously. “Mmmm, so hard—please, baby, fuck me harder, harder!”

He dug his fingertips into my hip a little more, pinching slightly, and thrust into me harder. The new angle rubbed my G-spot, and had me coming almost violently within seconds. I cried out in ecstasy as my walls spasmed around him, over and over. He climaxed hard inside me, filling me with his hot cum.

He slowly slid his finger out of my ass and collapsed onto me. We fell down together onto the bed in a tangled, sweaty heap as we caught our breath.

“Gabe, that was… insane…” I panted.

“Yeah, well, that’ll teach you, trying to cook dinner without the proper attire,” he joked, and ran his hands along the apron that was barely clinging to me.

“Mm-hmm.” I rolled over and kissed him and he pulled me close to him. We both ignored our sweat-coated bodies as we snuggled together, kissing and cuddling for what seemed like hours. We finally got up, showered and finished cooking dinner together then fell back into bed, tired but totally satisfied.

I held onto Pepper as tightly as I could. She nestled against my bare chest even closer and sighed, and I knew I couldn’t ever let her get away from me.

“This is nice.” She looked up at me, her lips perfect and pink, her hair loose and free—just the way I liked it. Strands of her golden blonde hair hung in her face. She looked like a seductive centerfold smiling just for me.

When I gazed into her beautiful eyes, I didn’t just see Pepper the debutante, socialite and beauty queen that the rest of the world saw. She had so many facets to her personality, most of which the general public had no clue about. I saw every side of her—her intelligence, determination, humor, and strength.

Suddenly, the thought came to me—it was the right time to ask her the question. I’d been turning the whole thing over in my mind for days since my visit to the jewelry store and I’d mapped out a plan of action that started by asking Doug for his blessing. I knew Pepper and her family wasn’t exactly traditional, but I wanted to start things off on the right foot and do things as properly as I could. However, before I’d gotten a chance, all hell had broken loose and I realized that if I waited for the perfect timing, it could be next Christmas before I’d get the chance.

As I held her in my arms, I was overwhelmed by the urge to ask her to be my wife—but, something still held me back. What was I afraid of? Rejection? That she’d say no? That maybe I’d change my mind? No, I was sure she was the one I wanted. So, if it wasn’t any of those things, what was the problem? I was sure some of my friends and family wouldn’t approve of the match, but who cared what they thought? She was the girl for me. I loved her and I wanted to marry her.

I could ask her now, but I didn’t have a ring and I hadn’t had time to plan a grand, elaborate proposal with swans, a violin quartet and fireworks, or any of that stuff. So, I wasn’t sure if I should ask, because somewhere deep down, I wasn’t one hundred percent sure she’d say yes—and then another scenario entered my mind. What would I do if she said no? Turn around and go home? Pepper squeezed my bicep and interrupted my thoughts.

“Gabe, are you listening to me?”

“I’m sorry, babe. I was—no, what did you say?”

She slid her hand down my chest, over my stomach, and toyed suggestively with the edge of the sheet that was the only thing separating her hand from my cock. “I was asking if you had any ideas for dessert.”

Her eyes sparkled and I laughed softly. “Yes. Let me go grab something from the refrigerator to… enhance the experience,” I said, thinking of the chocolate-covered strawberries I’d picked up earlier.

“Ooh. I hope it’s something kinky,” Pepper giggled, and slapped me playfully on the ass as I got out of bed.

I laughed again and strode out of the cabin towards the galley. Truthfully, I needed a moment to collect my thoughts again. Would it really be an appropriate time to ask her? After we made love? In the middle of foreplay for round two? What kind of story would that be for her friends and family? Pepper loved sex—that much had been clear since the beginning—but surely that wouldn’t be something she’d want everyone to know. But, the moment had felt so right and the question burned in my mind. I
needed
to ask her. I needed to know what she’d say.

I shook my arms and shoulders loose.
It would be best not to over-think this, right?

I took the strawberries out of the fridge and started back towards the cabin. I was just going to do it, speak from the heart. I could still plan the elaborate proposal and give her a great story she could share with everyone, but this would just be a secret between us. That was romantic, wasn’t it?

I smiled. It would be perfect. Our relationship had started on this boat, and now, the promise of a new life with her would start here, too.

We’d been gently bobbing up and down on the water for a while when, suddenly, the boat lurched sharply and I nearly lost my balance.
What the fuck was that?
I wondered if we’d been hit by another vessel then I heard Pepper yelp in the cabin so I dropped the box of fruit on the table and bolted across the saloon to find her on the floor, holding her ankle.

“Oh, my God! What happened to you? Are you okay?” I squatted down beside her to inspect her injured limb, and then the boat rocked violently again and I held on to the bed to stop myself falling over.

“I just twisted my ankle,” she grimaced.

“Can you move it?”

She twitched it and her wince deepened. “Not really.”

The boat rolled back the other way and the wardrobe door opened. I reached out to stop a suitcase from falling from it onto Pepper. I had no idea what was happening outside but it wasn’t normal and my heart raced inside my chest.

“Gabe, what’s going on? Please, go find out what’s going on with the boat.”

I nodded. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah. Just help me get back into bed.”

I helped her up and got her legs rested on some pillows. “I’ll go check it out and grab you an ice pack, too.”

“Thank you, and hurry back. It’s starting to swell.”

“It’s probably just a squall causing these waves. It’ll probably blow over in a while.”

“What does that mean? Do we need to leave? Weren’t we supposed to be listening to the weather radio?”

“Damn!” We’d be so busy making love that I’d totally forgotten about that. I quickly pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt, stumbled back past the galley and tried to climb up the steps to the wheelhouse. The boat pitched and rolled as waves crashed hard against the hull and I had to hold on tight, but I finally made it on the third try. The wind had really picked up and I heard it whistling around us before I’d even made it up to the deck.