Elena woke up to the gentle rocking of the Velvet Eclipse and the heavy warmth of Viktor’s arm wrapped possessively across her waist in the brilliant sunlight coming through the cabin window. Her body ached beautifully in all the right and wrong places... delicious reminders of the railing under the stars, the desk, and the final bout in the steamy shower where she had moaned “Sir” while he filled her again and again.
She turned in his arms to meet those storm-dark eyes, and a part of her wanted to demand that he take her back to shore immediately. Another part however... the part that had pushed back so lustfully against his thrusts and begged for more... wanted this dangerous fantasy to last just a little while longer.
Viktor stirred, grazing her shoulder with his stubble as he pressed
