I wasn't that excited."
"Whatever
you say, honey," Eve replied, clearly not believing me but choosing not to
argue about it. She took another sip of her drink before changing the subject.
" Whatcha want to do tonight?"
I
thought about it. Tomorrow would be the fourth day of the cruise and -
mercifully - my one day off for the week. My brain swam with the idea of lying
in bed all day with Eve, but I figured it was her vacation - we should probably
do something more cruise-like.
"We're
going to be docked in Saint Martin tomorrow," I replied, referring to the
tiny Caribbean island we'd be docked at by dawn the next day. "If you'd
like, I can give you the grand tour."
Eve
seemed to deflate a little at my words. "It's your only day off - I was
kind of hoping to spend it with us both unclothed."
I
swallowed, feeling the flood of moisture between my legs beginning to flow.
"I, um, really want that too. This is your cruise, though...I really feel
bad taking up all of your time."
Eve
looked at me for a few seconds; her face was unreadable, as if she was deciding
whether or not to tell me something. Her eyes looked me up and down, as if
appraising me for the first time. Finally, she shook her head and took another
sip of her martini.
"What
in the world could Saint Martin have that even remotely compares to having your
gorgeous body wrapped around mine?"
I
swallowed again at her words, suddenly conscious of the fact that we weren't
alone. Everett's Piano Bar on deck three had been our go-to meeting place,
mostly due to the fact that few people knew it even existed. There were two
other couples seated in the booths nearby, though, and Keith the bartender was
still well within earshot.
"Could we not announce our
relationship to the whole ship, please?!" I hissed, lowering my voice to a
near-whisper.
"Why?" Eve asked, her voice unchanged. "I thought that
the Excelsius was open to people from all
orientations…including ours."
"Yes,
well, I'd rather not have Keith spreading around rumors that I want to head
back to your room and slide my fingers into your pussy...unless you'd rather
have me do it right here."
It
was Eve's turn to swallow. I grinned at that - at least I knew I could turn her
on as easily as she could turn me on. I just hoped she didn't call the bluff on
the threat I'd made...I would never have the guts to finger her in public.
"You
never answered my question," Eve asked, mercifully changing the subject
again. "Why would I waste your day off headed to some stupid island?"
"There
is a few...uh, variety shops we could visit together," I mumbled, keeping
my voice low. "I thought that maybe we could add to our toy
collection."
Eve
reflected on that. The only sex toys we had onboard the ship were her long,
silver vibrating dildo and the tiny Pocket Rocket that I kept back in my room.
Her dildo was fine - well, more than fine, actually - but I figured that Eve
might enjoy a little variety.
"Plus,
the French side of the island has a few nude beaches you might like," I
added huskily.
That
settled it. Eve's lips broke into a seductive grin and she looked both ways
before lowering her voice. "You think that you can get naked in public
with me? That's an awfully bold statement...people might suspect
something."
"Friends
go to nude beaches together all the time in Saint Martin," I replied
breezily. I had no idea whether this was true or not, but I didn't want to
admit that in front of Eve. "As long as we leave any toys in their
packaging until we get back to the room, I don't think anyone will suspect a
thing."
I
think that Eve was actually a little disappointed about that, but she didn't
comment. "Alright, tomorrow's plans are taken care of. In case you've
forgotten, I asked you about tonight."
"Tonight,
I'd like to fuck you," I said, forgetting to lower my volume. "Is
that alright?"
Eve's
eyebrows shot up, and - seeing Keith turn towards me with raised eyebrows - I
regretted my words almost instantly. Instead of
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