With a final, deep thrust he met her in her shattering o****m. Mary-Michael cried out Lucky’s name and held onto her lover as he filled her with life.
The following morning, just after sunrise, Lucky left his cabin to get some breakfast when he heard Ian’s booted steps headed his way. He bumped shoulders with Ian trying to get past him in the narrow passageway. Lucky mumbled an apologetic greeting and continued on his way to find coffee.
“Good morning,” Ian said.
Ian’s smile irritated him. Lucky grumbled an acknowledgement of his friend’s presence as the two of them walked toward the galley on Avenger.
“With as windy as it is right now, it will prove to be a challenging morning, but it shouldn’t be too terrible a task.”
The smile on Ian’s face irritated Lucky’s mood further. He sounde
