Below Deck

My head drops to her shoulder and I stay locked inside her, trying not to feel embarrassed that I couldn’t make this last longer. I stop feeling sorry for myself a few minutes later when Mackenzie finally catches her breath and is able to speak, confirming what I thought I’d heard her say earlier.

“That is definitely one magic dick you’ve got there, sir,” she sighs. “Well done.”

She pats me on the back and I pull my head up from her shoulder, unable to contain my laughter even as my dick starts to soften inside her.

Yep. Fucking adorable. I’m definitely in trouble.

CHAPTER 16

Mackenzie

Even though Captain Michael kept us anchored for an extra day to avoid bad weather, it was impossible to escape the tropical storm that surrounded us. Since it was a light, easy rain, he pulled anchor in the middle of the night last night and got us to St. Croix by morning.

Thankfully, Declan and I had just finished our romp in the laundry room when the captain called for him on the radio to help with the anchor, and I didn’t have to worry about that whole distracting him from his work thing.

I haven’t been able to stop smiling since he snuck me out of the laundry room, giving me a hard, fast kiss before heading up to the deck to do his job. Not even Allyson and Arianna’s shitty moods about being stuck inside the ship could wipe the giddiness off my face.

“What do you mean you’re going over to St. Croix? It’s, like, raining,” Arianna says in disgust, standing in the doorway of my cabin with her hands on her hips, watching me fill up my small, waterproof backpack with a towel and an extra change of clothes.

“It’s just rain, Arianna. I’m not going to melt,” I tell her with a sigh, zipping the pack closed and sliding one strap over my shoulder.

When I woke up this morning and looked out my cabin window at the overcast sky, knowing Allyson and Arianna wouldn’t be caught dead going out in the rain, I quickly came up with a plan to spend the day alone with Declan, not really sure if it would work, but praying it did. I told Brooke my plan, and she passed the idea on to Ben while he worked as bartender in the formal dining room making mimosas for my stepmonsters while we waited for breakfast to be served, who in turn relayed it to Declan who was busy up in the wheelhouse meeting with the captain.

By the time the breakfast dishes were being cleared away, the plan was set.

“I can’t believe you’re going horseback riding. They’re so gross and dirty,” Arianna complains with a curl of her lip.

I brush past her and out into the hallway, making sure to smack my shoulder into hers a little more roughly than necessary, smiling to myself when she huffs and calls me a bitch.

Just in case hell froze over and Allyson and Arianna decided to go over to St. Croix, anyway, to get their shopping fix, I added an extra security measure to make sure I would be alone with Declan by booking a horseback riding excursion on the island. Getting wet AND taking a ride on a “gross and dirty” animal were things those two would never do, even if their life depended on it. And even though my dad has started being a little firmer with them in the last few days, there’s still no way he’d leave the boat without them.

Now, there was only one last hurdle to overcome, and I kept my fingers crossed as I made my way up to the sundeck where I found Captain Michael, Ben, and Declan waiting for me.

I made sure to smile and greet them all equally, even though I wanted to take a few minutes to stare at Declan. I had to do everything in my power not to blush when I got my first look at him since last night. I couldn’t stop thinking about what we did, and each step I took towards the three men brought the delicious soreness between my legs right to the front of my mind as I remembered every second of him fucking me on that counter.

“Good morning, Miss Armstrong, are you sure you still want to go out in the rain today? It’s not going to get any worse and it’s still pretty warm out, but the rain doesn’t look like it will be letting up any time soon,” Captain Michael greets me with a nod and a smile.

“I’m sure, Captain, thank you for asking. I’m looking forward to spending a quiet day in the rain on a beautiful island,” I reassure him.

“Excellent. Ben will be accompanying you over to the island and make sure you have everything you need, take you wherever you want to go, and keep you safe. St. Croix is a great place with very friendly people, but we always like to make sure our guests don’t have any troubles when they leave the ship,” he informs me, telling me what Ben already explained would happen when the captain found out I’d want to leave the ship.

Deckhands always escort guests around an island the ship visits, keeping their distance if they want to be alone, but still close by in case anything is needed, and always at the ready to take them back to the ship whenever they want. Since Declan is the Bosun and in charge of the deckhands, he always has to remain back at the ship in case anything happens or the captain needs him, which is the last hurdle we need to overcome.

“Actually, Captain, I forgot to tell you this, but I’m allergic to horses. I’m so sorry I didn’t mention this earlier. I know Miss Armstrong had her sights set on going horseback riding today. Maybe she’d like to pick another activity?” he asks, while I try not to smile at how sincere and apologetic he sounds.

“No, no, whatever Miss Armstrong wants is what she gets,” Captain Michael tells me with a smile. “Declan, would you mind taking Ben’s place today? I’m sure Ben can handle your duties in your absence.”