Page 18 of Wet and Welder
The admission goes straight to my ego and re-inflates my dick that can’t seem to get enough of her.
My chuckle is deep and rattles against every wall in the room.
“It was my absolute honor, and if my dick could talk, it would thank you, too.”
That gets her into a fit of giggles, and soon, we’re both laughing and pawing at each other again. We kiss and rub our naked, wet bodies against each other, but after a few minutes, I pull back.
Her eyes twinkle up at me as we lay side by side, naked and vulnerable, exposed to anyone who would come to check on us. I swipe her sticky, wet hair behind her ear and tell her honestly and regrettably, “We should start making our way back before someone comes looking for us.”
With a heavy sigh, she nods in agreement, and we slowly get to our feet and get dressed.
“Last one up has to bath the other,” she says with a wink and puts her facemask on, diving into the water.
“Sounds like a win-win to me, baby,” I say to the empty room and follow her out. The water is dark, but we use our flashlight to make our way out.
The hour is late, and I worry about pirates, so I grab her ankle, pulling her behind me to swim, and luckily, she understands and lets me.
“Thank you,” I tell her over the radio.
Of course, she doesn’t reply, but that also means I win, and I’ll be washing her soft ass tonight. It’s not lost on me that she is not running and wants to spend more time with me. All of which is new to her, and remembering her worry about the others losing respect, I keep my hands to myself when we reach the deck.
After we put away our gear and head inside the Omega vessel, she whispers, “I’m starving. Want to grab a sandwich before showers?”
“After that hard day of work, you’re getting more than a sandwich, boss,” I say, doing my best to whisper and give a wink.
Her smile could light up an underwater city, and she’s giving it all to me. My heart pulls in my chest, and I’m forced to clear the emotion in my throat.
We make it to the kitchen without seeing a soul. The crew seems to have all gone to bed for the night, making it much easier to sneak around.
“What sounds good, breakfast for dinner? Steak and shrimp? Or maybe some pasta for milady?” I ask dramatically, making her laugh.
“I’m so tired, you pick,” she says with begging eyes that droop in exhaustion.
“Why don’t you go grab a shower, and I’ll fix you a proper feast.”
“Mmm, thanks, but the deal was that the loser washes the other. That means I get to soap up that big back of yours, and maybe, your very endowed member.” Her voice changes when she says member, and it makes me laugh.
Shaking my head, I counter. “I’m all for that plan, but you would be a lot more comfortable after a shower, and you’re welcome to use my member whenever you want.”
Making sure I have her full attention, I add, “It’s all yours. Always.”
My tone is dead serious, and she seems to realize how serious I am.
“Mic,” she says with a sigh that makes my stomach plummet. Here’s the part where she tells me it was a nice ride, and she likes fucking but doesn’t want anything serious.
“I want that, but I want all of it.” She waits for her words to sink in, and I admit I’m slow to hear them as I’m expecting the opposite. “I know we haven’t known each other long, and it’s been a crazy ride so far, but there’s something special here, and I think you feel it, too.”
Stunned at her perfect words, I stand there like a dumb ass.
“Well, I do, and it’s okay if you don’t. I’m sorry if that’s not what you want, but I don’t want to just hook up. I’ve been doing that my entire adult life, and it was great, perfect for my line of work, but now you came crashing in, and I feel all these stupid emotions, and if you don’t feel the same, it’s okay, I’m a big girl, but I just wanted to be clear that I want more and I won’t run. It’s obviously still complicated, but I think you’re worth it.”
Shaking out of my stupor, I walk around the island to take her face in my hands.
“Yes.” Is all I can manage as I’m choked again by emotion I’ve never felt before.
“Yeah?” She says with a bright smile, and I kiss her in reply.
This job is so much more to her, and I know we have to tread lightly, but if she wants me, she may as well know she owns me. This pain in my chest is her welded name permanently written for all time.