Page 68 of The Sailor

“Well, whatever it is, it’s definitely working.”

They smiled at each other.

Then Marit chuckled. “Now what? Now that we’ve admitted our feelings for each other . . .”

“Sex. Definitely,” Zach said with a straight face. “Lots and lots of sex.”

Marit burst out laughing. “I need to get up early and go work on lobster traps out at Eliot’s place tomorrow,” she reminded him.

“I know. And I have a bunch of orders to make first thing. So maybe just a little sex,” he conceded.

Marit smiled, then collapsed against him. Zach ran his hands up and down her back, loving that he could feel her breaths against the bare skin of his neck. He was half hard thinking about the sex he was going to have with her in the very near future, but for the moment, he was content to simply hold her and bask in the aftermath of them sharing their love for each other for the first time.

“Speaking of your family and everyone being a little broken. Did you see Harper and Linc when she dropped off Kash? I think they like each other.”

It was an abrupt change of topic, but Zach was used to that kind of thing, growing up in a big family. Everyone took the chance to talk whenever possible, even if it wasn’t exactly on topic.

“Are you crazy? There’s no way. Harper bullied Linc all through high school.”

But then he recalled the conversation he’d had with his brother earlier that day. How he’d thought it . . . interesting . . . that Linc kept talking about Harper.

“Maybe she did. But she’s not fifteen anymore, Zach. It’s like they’re pretending they don’t like each other, but they actually do.”

Zach shook his head slightly. “I don’t know.”

“Mark my words,” Marit said firmly. “Harper’s been through some shit, and so has Linc. Different shit, but shit all the same. That can bring people together. But more than that . . . Kash is gonna bring those two together. Linc already has a soft spot in his heart for the kid, and Harper would do anything for her son. From what I understand, she already has. She’s suffered, Zach. Even lived in her car with him for a while. And she’s working hard now, trying to give him the life he deserves.”

“Well, if you’re right, it makes what I suggested today all the more interesting,” Zach mused.

“What did you suggest?”

“That Harper and Kash move into the other rental house on Lobster Cove. It’s just sitting there unused now.”

“Oh! That’s a great idea! Your mom would be over the moon if she accepted. Having Kash so close would be the next best thing to her having a grandbaby already.”

Zach chuckled. Marit wasn’t wrong.

“Speaking of babies . . . you want them?” It was another awkward transition, but he didn’t really care.

“Yes.”

One simple word. It made Zach’s lips move up into a huge grin. “How about we go practice making them?” he suggested.

Marit sat up again and stared at him. They were eye to eye in this position, and Zach couldn’t help thinking about how much he loved when she took him like this, and he could look her in the eyes as he exploded deep inside her body.

In response to his suggestion, she sat even straighter and peeled the T-shirt she was wearing up and off her body. “How about we don’t bother going over to the bed?” she asked instead.

Clothes went flying, and Zach was almost elbowed in the face as they raced to get their pants off without losing contact with each other or getting up from the chair. It seemed that Marit was just as ready as he was, because Zach slid his cock into her with hardly any resistance. Her inner muscles gripped him like a vise and his eyes almost rolled back into his head.

“Damn, woman. You feel amazing. I love you. So much.”

“I love you too,” Marit replied, as she began to move up and down.

It wasn’t enough for Zach. He wanted her hard and fast. He felt as if he was two seconds away from exploding as it was. He needed her to get there too. One hand went to her clit, and he roughly stimulated her as she rode him. Her hips rocked as she bobbed up and down, her tits bouncing in his face. Any other time, Zach would’ve taken one into his mouth and feasted, but he could feel his come building up in his balls. He was way too close.

His fingers dug into her hip as he helped her take him. Marit’s back arched, her upper chest flushed, and thankfully she seemed just as on edge as he was.

“I’m going to come,” he warned.