Page 120 of Stains of Desire

I shudder against his hardening erection.

"When we're bouncing down over those waves, I'm going to think about how it feels when I slam my dick into your heat. And when you dig your nails into my thigh, because I know you will, I'm going to imagine it's because you're writhing under me and screaming out my name."

Barry turns. "Time to go."

"Thanks for everything, Barry." Axel secretly squeezes my ass and slips his finger between my upper thighs.

I squirm, inhale deeply, and stand straighter. "Yes. Thank you."

Axel shakes Barry's hand, and I embrace him.

He points to Axel's bag. "Son, you have your gun in there?"

"Yep."

"Do you want it confiscated at the airport, or do you want me to get it to Jimbo so he can figure out how to get it to you?"

Axel sighs. "Shit."

"Yeah. You got anything else security isn't going to like?"

"Of course."

Barry raises his eyebrows.

Axel takes out his weapons and hands them to Barry.

"I'll make sure these get to Jimbo."

"Thanks. Not sure how I'll get them back but better than airport security having them," Axel grumbles.

Barry motions to our transportation. "They won't wait all day."

The waves are choppy. The men wear yellow rain ponchos with the hoods over their heads. They each hold out one hand.

"Your turn, green eyes," Axel says. "Go as soon as you take their hands. If you hesitate, you could get hurt."

Oh God.

I grab their hands. I couldn't hesitate if I tried. They pull me quickly into their raft, and I end up practically hugging one of them.

"Good job. Take a seat," he says.

Don't need to tell me twice.

I sit, and my ass becomes soaked with ocean water.

Axel grabs one of the men's hands and jumps on the boat, as if it's no big deal. He shakes both of their hands, and they introduce themselves. He sits down so his back is to them, and we are facing the tanker. "Turn," he commands.

Like always, I obey, sliding my legs over the seat.

Axel circles his arm around my waist and draws me closer.

The men untie the ropes then throw them to Barry. We wave and take off.

Water sprays us, and we rise with a wave.

I scream and dig my nails into his thigh.