*Anne*
“Raphael, Raphael, Raphael.”
I murmur his name as I nibble on his neck and ear. He carries me to his cabin effortlessly, as if I weigh nothing more than a cloud on the distant horizon.
It's strange how I never thought of him as Sam before, never called him by what I thought was his name until after we made love. And only then did I discover his true name… Raphael. It suits him better. Sam is too ordinary, but Raphael belongs to the dashing sea captain.
He pushes open the door to his quarters and kicks it closed without letting go of me. He places me on my feet near the bed. I quickly undo the buttons on my gown, letting it slide down my body. It's all I bothered to put on before seeking him out on deck.
I see his eyes darken with appreciation just before he removes his shirt.
