Swallow it Down - Addison Cain Page 0,43
shiver. Shaking off his touch, needing both hands, another bite of fish went to her lips.
Yet, once her hand went down, his touch came back. “I’ve been thinking of ways to make you happy too.”
“Oh, this should be good. Let’s hear them, cowboy.” She shook off his fingers again. “Considering the stellar job you’ve done over the last six months, I anticipate excellent dinner entertainment.”
Playfully wounded, his eyes glittered in the dark. “We’ve had some fun here and there.”
“True. I really enjoyed breaking your fancy dinner plates.”
“I think that’s when I first knew I loved you.” He took a sip of water, wine conspicuously not on the table that evening. “Don’t get me wrong. There was something the moment when you stared up at me on the dock. I wanted you then like I’ve never wanted anyone. But when you had your hair tied up, humming as you scrubbed. The way your cheeks got pink to be caught. Even that cute scream. I loved you that moment to the point there was no undoing it.”
“Men don’t talk like this.” How she wished her words would have come out less breathless.
“I do. To you.”
Whatever this was, she was going to put an end to it. After all, he’d given her a knife. “Aaron, you can cut the seduction routine. You already fucked me.”
His correction was paired with a sinister smirk. “Made love.”
“I wouldn’t know the difference. It sure felt like I was being fucked.” As in fucked over. Which brought out that very color to her cheek he commented on.
That made him laugh.
Shoving the rest of the fish in her mouth to make a point that she’d had enough of whatever this was, Eugenia said, “Well, this was exceedingly domestic, but I’m done. Let’s get the fucking over with so I can ice my swollen crotch and go back to sleep.”
“No sex tonight.” He took a bite of fish, chewing slow.
“How are you going to get me pregnant if you don’t—”
“Fuck you?” Another slow bite of fish, the captain taking his sweet time after interrupting to answer. “There’s no rush. There’s also no doubt that I’ll get to watch your belly swell with my baby. Boy or girl, our kid will be perfect, and you will be beautiful.”
Too much by far, she crossed her arms over her chest and got out of his reaching range. “Planning for me to whelp the next governor of Mississippi?”
That set him laughing. “Maybe a doctor.”
Low blow. Faking an obnoxious yawn, Eugenia said, “My vagina hurts and I hate you, so let’s wrap this up. You got duties, and I’m tired.”
Up went that dark brow. “Duties?”
“Pretty sure it’s your night with Faith. Don’t keep her waiting on boring doggy style or an animated blowjob while she fingers herself to the taste of your cock. Since you can’t look her in the eye, maybe show her that tongue thing.”
The playfulness, the smoldering looks, all of it evaporated until the man she knew returned. “Who were you talking to?”
“I’ve been talking to you, and eating fish—which was good, by the way. Since my mother raised a lady, I will even say thank you.”
“Don’t play word games with me, Eugenia.”
Grinning, she enjoyed the hell out of his burgeoning annoyance. “But it’s fun… and you did say you’d been thinking of ways to make me happy. Seeing that look on your face is making me pretty darn happy.”
Dangerous anger, that was the look. The temper he tried so hard to hide behind lazy smirks and stolen touches. “The only woman who will ride this cock is you.”
She wasn’t lying when she said she was having fun. The only fun around the ship was at his expense. “I’m flattered. I’m also not interested.”
So he doubled down. “I said I wouldn’t fuck you tonight. But that doesn’t mean that now I don’t plan to tie you down and do the tongue thing until you apologize.”
Lady parts clenching at the thought, Eugena’s smile fell. There was no way she’d be able to stand it. “Try to tie me up and I’ll kick you right in the face.”
The slow stand from his chair, how he leaned over their intimate table and grinned... it was demonic. “I’ll risk it.”
The man must have been some kind of rodeo champion in his past life. Throwing her over his shoulder, he hauled her to his room. Her back hit the mattress, each limb secured while she spat curses and shrieked.
One kick landed, square on his chest. One kick