6. Chapter 6

Chapter 6

~ James ~

" G et your hands off me," she screamed, shoving me, making me grit my teeth at her obvious, and rather loud, anger.

However, her anger was a sight to behold, I had to give her that. In fact, it made me question how sexy she would be if she were to fuck away that anger.

I smirked, not needing to go there in my thoughts and turned to Cyndi, who waved that she had the woman. I rolled my eyes, and let her walk, quite unsteadily, with her friend. That woman was going to give me a heart attack on this boat, I had no doubt about that.

I gazed around the deck, enjoying the peace for the moment and vowed to wake up early the next morning to come swim.

After stretching in my cabin, I grabbed my towel, and my coffee, heading up to the deck. I needed the cool dunk of water to help me after the shit storm of a dream I had last night.

It could possibly rival a damn B rated porn for how graphic it was. The main vixen?

Addi of course .

I woke up in the middle of night, fisting my cock so hard, dreaming of that woman and her glorious display of anger. My cock was buried so far down her throat and tears were streaming down her face. Of course, that part of the dream was only after I had shoved her against a wall, kissed her fucking senseless, and then pushed her on to her knees to take care of the problem.

Yeah, waking up like that wasn't fun.

Then, going back to sleep, I had another dream where we were literally fucking against a slot machine.

Needless to say, I have not been able to get my dick to settle down and I needed that morning swim like no tomorrow. Even a cold shower last night didn't help.

With a sigh, I walked on the deck, taking a sip of my coffee and headed to the pool. I sat my stuff down, watching the sky colors slowly change as the sun carefully woke up. It seemed while on the ocean, it sure took its time. Which was kind of nice.

Inhaling deep, I smiled to myself and closed my eyes, letting the sweet sound of the waves crashing along the side of the boat sooth me.

But a splash in the water caught my attention and I forced my eyes open. Then narrowed my eyes as I saw the woman easily swimming through the water.

I took a moment, appreciating not only her form while swimming, but the curves I saw moving through the water. Images of last night's dream flashed through my mind and my anger at being stuck to dream like that came as well. I didn't like having to go to dreams to pleasure myself.

Fuck, I didn't like having dreams period.

Especially about women who were off limits.

And though the attraction was there, Addi was very much off limits. I wasn't going to sleep with the devil's friend, not by a long shot.

With a grunt, I dove into the pool, needing the coolness right away, because once again, my dick was waking up.

Okay, fine, my mind knew I shouldn't want her. My dick really did have a mind all of its own.

"What the fuck," she muttered as I swam up next to her, matching her stroke for stroke.

We made it to the end of the pool where we both held onto the edge as we watched the sun rise over the side of the boat.

"What are you doing here?" she finally breathed, glancing at me.

I watched her from the corner of my eye, still taking in the brilliance of the morning.

"Enjoying the same thing as you, I'm sure." After a few moments, I finally turned to her. "How's the head?"

"It hurts. But Cyndi did have me drink water and take some pills before bed. I thought going out for a swim and enjoying the sunrise would help. Last thing I expected was to see you though."

"You know, even though this is a boat, and we're stuck on it, I highly doubt we have enough of the same interests to be seeing each other much."

"Really? Like now, when I guess we both thought a morning swim was a good idea?" she asked, taunting me.

Well, shit, she was right there. But I still didn't think we would be together much. Only because it was huge. And then we would be leaving to view the locations we were stopping at. Like, really, what were the odds?

Pretty damn slim, if you asked me.

"Okay, so one brief encounter. There are tons of world famous restaurants and chefs on this boat, there's other great views to enjoy, there's many other amenities that I really believe we won't be together much. Do you honestly think otherwise?"

"Funny, Mr. McKenzie, the whole reason I even booked this getaway on this amazing adventure was for me to get my ass far away from you and the headaches you were so nicely giving me. It was horrible that I had to travel this far, and still get stuck seeing you."

I couldn't help but lean closer to her, noticing the hitch of her breath and I fought to keep the smirk at bay.

At least I'm not alone, sweetheart.

"You didn't seem to mind being stuck with me when you first saw me."

"I was wrong on that first reaction. Trust me, won't happen again," she retorted, lifting her chin.

"Sure," I teased her. Wasn't sure why, but I so enjoyed poking the bear. "Don't worry, it won't happen on my part either. I, Ms. Howser, want nothing to do with you. So, if by chance we happen to run into each other, I'll make sure to turn directions."

"Didn't seem to me like that the first time you hit on me. Or even last night at dinner. Or when you tried to help me. All the signs of a womanizer, right?"

I saw red at the comment. Nothing was going to piss me off faster than someone attacking my character.

"Before I knew the real you, of course. But trust me Addi, you do nothing for me. And the evil witch wasn't the one I wanted in the Wizard of Oz, anyway. So, no worries about me being a douche, or a sleaze ball, or the womanizer that you and my ex have deemed me as."