Cindy

I wake up in the dark, wrapped up in Sam's warm embrace. I can't remember the last time that I felt so safe and so loved. I know that he never said those three little words to me, but I can feel it in his touch, his kiss, and see it in his heated eyes. I realize that we missed out on our planned pool time this afternoon. I take a peek at the clock on the nightstand. It's dinner time.

I move closer to Sam and rub my bare ass onto his manhood in a circular motion. I hear him moan. "Mmmm."

His arms tighten around me. I lean back into him, never stopping my hips from working on him. "Babe?"

"Hmmm?"

"Want to take a shower together before dinner?"

I barely get out my question before he sits up quickly and practically pushes me to the floor from the small single bed. "Damn, Baby, I'm sorry!"

I laugh as he pulls me back up onto his lap. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine but famished. Let's save time and grab a shower together."

He laughs. "Do you honestly think that us showering together is going to save us time?"

"Maybe?" I reply, unconvincingly

I quickly jump off of Sam's lap. He extends his arms to reach out for me, but I am too speedy, and he missed me. However, the man was hot on my heels. By the time that we reached the bathroom, we were both laughing hysterically. He grabs me from behind as I turn on the shower. He turns me into his naked chest, pressed his lips against mine, and walked me back into the shower stall. There's not enough room for two people at once, but we didn't care. We made it work. By the time that we finished, we were both satisfied and clean.

Yesterday, we had planned to meet Pete and Millie for dinner tonight. We're eating at Los Lobos, a Mexican restaurant that we've not tried yet.

"Babe, we've got to hurry," I say, as I slip my casual blue sundress over my head.

"Seriously, Cindy, no bra again!" Sam looks at me disapprovingly. "How am I going to keep my hands off of you?"

I shrug. "Don't."

Leaving Sam speechless, I grab his hand, and we make our way to the restaurant. Pete and Millie are already there. They wave us over, and we join them. We take our seats and say hello. I quickly pick up the menu. I was not lying to Sam when I told him that I was hungry.

Millie interrupts my intense study of the Mexican dishes. "How was your day?"

I reluctantly put down my menu. "It was good. We had our meeting with the FBI. They seemed pretty impressed by the work that Sam and I put into the report. Then we went for breakfast before shopping and hitting a few bars in Puerto Vallarta. When we returned, we, Ummm, took a nap, and here we are. How about you?"

She looks over to Pete, and they give each other a sweet smile. "We had a lazy morning. We left the ship after we got up, had lunch, and spent the day at Playa Los Muertos."

Pete jumped in. "It was cool. They have a pier shaped like a sailboat."

Sam joined the conversation. "We saw that pier while we were shopping. We even hit a few bars along Playa Los Muertos. I'm surprised we didn't see you. Did you do any of the water sports?"

Pete shakes his head. "Nah, man. We continued our lazy theme throughout the entire day. We just relaxed on the beach and let the server bring us cocktails all day."

"Sound like a perfect day to me," I chime in.

"It was!" Millie replies after Pete winks at her. They do make a cute couple. I hope they work out.

I have a few moments to peruse the menu before the waitress comes to take our orders. A few minutes later, she returns with our margaritas. We continue to enjoy our conversation, food, and drinks well into the evening.

"You two want to join us at the Sugarcane Mojito Bar before going to the Social Comedy and Night Club?" Sam asks Pete and Millie as we stand to leave the restaurant.

Pete looks at Millie, and she nods her consent. "Sounds good, lead the way."

***

It is well past 2:00 a.m. Pete and Millie opted to return to their room after leaving the club. Sam and I decided to take a leisurely walk around the jogging path on Deck 17. We interlock our hands, and the warmth of his grip feels comforting against the cool temperature from the night wind. "It sure was a good thing that we got a nap before dinner."

Sam looks at me sideways. "Just the nap?"

I giggle. "Everything before and after the nap, too."

Sam smirks. "Much better."

We stop walking, and Sam pulls me into his side. We stand there along the railing, enjoying the peaceful evening in comfortable silence. I lay my head against his chest and listen to his firm, steady heartbeat. My mind wanders, wondering how life off of this boat will be with Sam. I frown at the thought of not being able to spend every minute of every day with him. We only have two more full days of vacation, and both days are port visits. Tomorrow we'll be docked in Mazatlán.

The four of us signed up for an excursion to the Mazatlán Aquarium. It's the largest aquarium in Mexico. There are three sections to the museum; Marine Fish and Jellyfish, Marine Fish and Dive Exhibition, Freshwater Fish and Sharks in a vast central fishbowl. We all signed up for the diving activity at the Diving Exhibition and are very excited to swim with sharks, turtles, Striped Rays, and Sparrowhawk.

Sam kisses the top of my head, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Are you ready to head back to our stateroom? We have an early day tomorrow."

I glance around and see that we're the only two left on the deck. I turn to face Sam, and he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I raise my head, and our eyes meet.

Damn! The way this man looks at me. "First a kiss, please?"

His answer to my question is crashing his lips onto mine. I melt against his hard body as a moan escapes me. He swallows it and deepens our kiss. Our tongues sweetly fight for control. I feel his hands go down to my ass, and he squeezes my cheeks tenderly.

The powerful kiss and gentle touch are more than I can take. "I'm ready." I manage to say as I gasp for air.

In less than a blink of an eye, I see the shocked look on Sam's face as he is lifted away from me and flipped over the ship's railing, yelling my name. I open my mouth to scream as I feel myself being raised and shoved over the railing too. I get a good look at the assailant before I rapidly descend, screaming the entire way down to meet Sam in the cool water of the Pacific Ocean.

I hear Sam's splash in the distance. The shock that my body takes as I hit the surface of the water makes me take a large breath of air before I plummet deeper as the dark waters of the Pacific Ocean swallow me.

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