Jennie
Big did not even begin to describe Lisa's boat. It was a massive display of modern luxury. Three fully stocked bars, two equally stocked kitchens, a pool and hot tub on the deck, a functioning spa and sauna, countless elegant bedrooms, even a dance floor and DJ booth. But there were no servants, not this time. This time, it was just me and her, all alone on this enormous yacht.
"I'm going to sail us out to anchor and then I'm hoping you'll join me on deck for a swim." she told me, shooting me a wink as she set our bags down by the bar and hurried off toward the stairs at the back and what I assumed was the helm.
I walked forward towards my bag, understanding immediately why Prija had demanded that I pack a swim suit. Of course, I hadn't actually brought any with me to L.A so I had to send her out to buy one for me. Now, I supposed, it was time to see what she'd picked.
I grabbed my bag and headed off in search of the nearest bathroom. It wasn't far off the main cabin, just right down the hall. I stripped off my clothes and started pulling the bikini on. I smiled at myself in the mirror when I was done. Given what Prija had chosen in the lingerie shop, I should have expected this much. Maybe I subconsciously did and that's why I had trusted her to buy a swim suit for me. But she had certainly not disappointed. Of course, she was on Lisa's payroll so perhaps that was the reason for the tiny little fuchsia triangle bikini that I now found myself in.
I rolled my eyes but, if I was being honest, I didn't mind it. After spending all of last night drooling over my perfectly tailored spouse, after the comment she'd made about not crawling into bed with me for a very specific reason, I'd wondered what it would be like to actually try to make Lisa Manoban want me. I never knew what she was thinking. One moment, she looked at me like she wanted to tear my clothes off right then and there, and the next, she was winking and smiling as if it were all a part of the act.
I needed to know, one way or another, if it truly was. Because there had never been this heat between us before. I needed to know if it was one-sided. So, settled on my plan of ruthless seduction, I donned a pair of sunglasses, fluffed up my hair, and headed out toward the deck.
The view of the Pacific Ocean was beautiful. White-capped waves splashing lightly against the ship as Lisa steered it out into the open water, with the gorgeous California sun beating down, making the ocean itself glisten. I sat on the edge of the pool, my legs dangling over so that my feet were just barely in the water. It was warm but not hot, just cool enough to be refreshing. I sighed and leaned back, arching my back and letting the sun warm my face.
"Alright, I've dropped anchor so we're not going anywhere until..." she broke off and I looked up to find her staring at me, with her lips parted slightly and eyes bulging from her head. I toyed with the string of my bikini on my hip as if I was retying it, while acting aloof.
"You were saying?" I asked.
She blinked back to reality and cleared her throat.
"Uh, right. I've dropped anchor so we're stopped for now. I thought it was as good a place as any." she continued, while turning away from me.
I allowed myself a small smile of victory as she turned away but it faltered a moment later when she tugged her shirt up and over her head, letting it fall to the ground in a heap. Her gorgeous muscles were glistening in the sunlight and I knew that I was staring just as hard as she had been but I couldn't help myself. She noticed, of course, grinning at me as she waited, letting me get my fill.
"Why are we here, Lisa?" I blurted out, trying to draw her attention away from my obvious staring. I was afraid that I might start drooling at any moment and then the jig would be up and I would no longer be the one doing the seducing. "I'm hoping that you didn't bring me out here to murder me and escape with all my hard-earned money."
She laughed outright at that and then stepped into the pool via the steps on her side. I watched as the water rose up her body until it was just below her abdomen, trying to remember to breathe even as she walked slowly toward me through the water.
"Yes, Jennie, I'm after your fortune." she teased, letting her eyes rove over my tanned legs hanging over the edge directly in front of her. She raised a brow as her bright green eyes met mine. "And nothing else."
My heart skipped a beat but I took a breath to maintain control.
"Really, though." I repeated. "Why are we out here in the middle of the Pacific?"
"Because I thought that for our anniversary, the first one that we've actually celebrated, we should take the time to get to know each other again. Away from anyone who we have to pretend for, away from anyone investigating our marriage or wanting something from us. Just me and you. No one else. With a whole day to reacquaint ourselves."
I smiled. It was a good idea and promised some much needed understanding.
"So this is you..." I started, gesturing at her and the way she was still prowling towards me through the water like an alligator on the hunt, "... being yourself."
"One hundred percent, thī̀rạk."
"Why do you call me that?"
"Thī̀rạk? Do you not like it?"
"No, I... I do." I answered, biting my lip and blushing furiously. She smirked at the reaction. Ugh. Why couldn't I stop blushing in front of her? She took another step forward and I panicked. "Do you still like soccer?"
She raised a brow but the smile remained on her lips.
"I do." she answered. "Do you still hate it?"
I wrinkled my nose.
"I never said I hated it." I protested.
"No, you just fell asleep every time I watched a game." she recalled with a chuckle. "Do you still snore?"
My jaw dropped and I dipped a hand in the water and splashed her, indignant. But I regretted it an instant later because the water had only made her phenomenal pectorals glisten more and now I was listening to her deep laugh as it reverberated around my chest cavity.
"Never mind, you don't have to answer that." she teased. "I heard you last night."
I blushed again, averting my gaze and pulling my feet out of the water to stand and march off. But she reached out and grabbed my ankle, lowering it gently back into the water and using it to pull herself toward me. She smiled up at me as she snaked her arms around my legs, just below my knees, and held me there. My breathing stopped all together at the feeling of her hands on me and I thought I might pass out into the pool.
"This is a good colour on you." she told me, with her eyes fixed firmly on my breasts. As she spoke, they travelled slowly down to my bikini bottoms as well. "And I won't say that I'm disappointed with the obvious lack of fabric either."
"I can't say I hate the swim trunks either." I replied, sticking to my plan. Not like it was difficult. She looked like a model straight out of a swim catalogue in those things.
Her lips spread into a delicious smile and she leaned forward. For a moment, I thought about what it would be like to kiss her, to really kiss her, not like that enticing chaste kiss she'd planted on me in the kitchen this morning for Nan's benefit. But to let go, to give into this violent physical attraction that we felt for each other and let our passions take the wheel. It was tempting, so tempting. But the closer she got, the more my brain was sending off alarm signals for me to stop this right here.
"What are we doing?" I spat when her lips were only inches from mine.
She sat back, pulling away from me. I thought I saw disappointment in her eyes but she hid it well, maintaining her composure, even keeping that easy smirk upon her lips.
"Enjoying a nice anniversary swim as a wedded couple." she answered, slowly.
"But we aren't, really? Are we? I mean, sure, we've got the paperwork and legally we're married. But we haven't seen each other in six years and we've never..." I trailed off, blushing as I left the words unsaid between us. But I knew she understood. "It wasn't like this between us before, Lisa. Why is it now?"
"Speak for yourself, Kim." she replied, with her tone more firm than before, more serious than I'd heard her since the day I arrived.
"What do you mean?" I asked, while blinking in surprise.
