Barrel

14

She closed the door and bit her lip, wondering what the hell she was doing. She was in intense danger, and all she could think about was possibly f*****g the sexy guy who was there to rescue her. But that was why she’d gone on the cruise, wasn’t it? To dare, to try, to experience the world.

She undressed and started running the water. She took a towel and wrapped it around her body, and did something she had never done before in her life. Eva opened up the bathroom door, leaned against the frame, and cleared her throat to get Barrel’s attention.

When he looked up, his eyes were dazzling. It made Eva’s heart hammer harder inside her chest.

“Would you care to join me?” she teased, her voice sultry and deep.

Barrel stood from the bed, eyes never averting from her barely clothed skin. “Is it because you’re afraid?” he murmured.

Eva smiled, having no clue what had come over her, and dropped the towel. Barrel’s wide eyes scanned her body politely, then returned to her gaze, fixated and hungry.

“No,” she whispered. “I’m not afraid when you’re around.”

Eva left the towel on the ground and stepped into the shower. She knew there was always a chance of rejection, a chance that her seduction was misplaced, but when she heard the sound of the door closing, rivers of arousal shot through her body, softening every fear she had ever felt.

EVA

Eva stood in the shower, water streaming down her tired, worn body. Barrel closed the door behind him, shutting in the humid air. She kept her eyes closed as she listened to him remove his clothing.

She couldn’t look at him just yet. Her body felt like embers in a fire, flickering and scalding her insides.

He pushed aside the curtain and stepped inside. He slowly and gently took her by the waist and guided her to face him.

Eva kept her eyes shut, feeling like if she opened her eyes, it would be like looking at the flaming core of the sun. He used one hand to touch her chin and lifted it.

She finally opened her eyes. His compassionate look overwhelmed her. The care radiating from his gaze made her legs weak and shaky. A moan fell from her lips without being able to control it. It made him smile, which tore her insides apart.

“Are you sure you want this?” Barrel whispered.

His voice was still gritty and soft within the tiny space. Eva felt dizzy in his presence, like she was standing inside a beautiful dream.

She nodded, excited, enthralled, and nervous that he was in the presence of her naked body.

“I read once,” she began, feeling the space between them closing, “that people have an intense urge for s*x after a near-death event.”

Barrel was bringing his mouth closer to hers, still smelting. She found herself talking from nerves and eagerness.

“Is that so?”

“Mmm,” she groaned. “I could have died, and you saved me.”

He lingered over her lips, hand sliding lower to her bare bum.

“And that made you want …” Barrel hesitated, his eyes scanning her breasts. “You want to have s*x with me?”

Eva nodded enthusiastically, her eyes gliding over his face, his jaw, his mouth. His hand had reached her butt, and was starting to cup it gently.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly. “I want you, Barrel. I want you so bad.”

Like a collision of planets, their mouths finally met. Eva groaned in relief. She wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him down, closer and deeper, her yearning increasing like a hot air balloon.

Barrel wandered her mouth kindly at first, mouth closed and contained. But Eva wanted all of him, so she ravenously parted her lips for him, pushing her tongue inside his mouth. He followed suit, letting out a deep growl as his hands gripped her ass with brute strength.

Eva was captivated and savagely hungry. She ate him up, driven by a s****l desire that felt increasingly supernatural. Barrel became more animalistic, his grip on her ass and hips tightening as he moved down her mouth to her bare neck. She moaned his name as they backed against the wall of the shower stall.

She knew what she wanted, and for the first time in her life, she wasn’t afraid to ask for it. Even to demand it. Barrel brought out that sexy, powerful goddess inside her, and she was going to bask in it.

He sucked and nibbled on her neck as she parted her legs for him. Her c**t was throbbing, the hot water streaming down through the valley of her breasts and teasing her. Barrel slid his hand down as his mouth arrived at her hard n*****s.

Eva panted and threw her head back against the wall as his fingers found her center. She moaned loudly as he began to expertly rub between her legs, stars shooting through her body and melting away any anxiety.

“Mmm, Eva,” he moaned as he kissed her breasts. “You are so f*****g sexy. I can’t take it.”

Eva grinned with her eyes closed as she melted under his touch. She raised her leg and planted it on the side of the tub, giving him more access.

He looked up at her at the same time that she looked down at him. He flicked her n*****s into his mouth and sucked gently, watching her croon against him. She began to buck her hips against him as the pleasure mounted, an avalanche of dopamine ready to devour her at any second.

“Oh, Barrel,” she groaned, her hips thrusting against his powerful hand. “Yes, f**k me with your fingers.”

Barrel raised an eyebrow which made him look even more devilishly sexy. He obliged her immediately, sliding two fingers deep inside while maintaining pressure on her c**t.

“Oh, God!”

He continued, intermittently sucking at her n*****s as electricity coursed through her veins. It had been so long since anyone had worshiped her properly. And Eva didn’t think anyone had allowed her to abandon her people-pleasing nature and to completely embrace the self-centered expression of her body.

Barrel was treating her like the queen she had always longed to be.

“Yes, my God, yes!”

His fingers pressed into her with ease, the obscene sound of her arousal taking her closer to the edge. She closed her eyes and thrust, feeling his mouth sucking at her t**s, then finally let herself explode.

Her orgasm rocked through her as Barrel followed the motion of her body the way the shore follows the waves of the ocean. She let out a long cry of pleasure, running her hands through her hair as his magic fingers prolonged her orgasm for what felt like an eternity. She was melting into him and never wanted it to stop.

“Oh, damn, Barrel,” she whimpered.