Free Sea Daze 3: Lay Day (Lesbian Erotic Romance Series) by Soichiro Irons Page A

the people
they love!”
    Oops.
I hadn’t meant to let the ‘l-word’ slip. I shot a worried look at Eve to see if
she’d noticed, and found – to my horror – that she had. Her eyes were bright
and wide, and it looked like she had stopped breathing.
    Every
time I’d said the word ‘love’, things had always ended poorly for me. It had
driven away more than one boyfriend that thought I was rushing things, and I
was petrified that Eve might agree with them.
    Her
mouth opened as if she were about to speak, but I interjected quickly to avoid
whatever response she’d been about to give me. “I guess I just don’t want us to
end up like my relationship with Max, you know?”
    Eve
bit her lip as she stared at me. I’d told her about Max, of course – he’d been
the last person I’d dated before her. The bastard had dumped me because I
didn’t give him enough sex – even though he knew my contract with the cruise
ship made me virtually inaccessible. It had been hard on me to know that my job
had cost me my relationship – the last thing I wanted was for it to happen
again.
    “Don’t
you trust me?” Eve asked again, though she didn’t sound as confident as she had
before. Her smile was gone and her eyes were fixed on the sheets beneath us. We’d
long since ripped the bedspread off for good, and they lay in a crumpled heap
in the corner of her suite. “I know Max did you wrong, but I’m not like him. You
know that, don’t you?”
    In
response, I laid my head down on her shoulders and closed my eyes. I felt her
warm fingers intertwine with a couple locks of my hair; the loving way she
stroked me almost made me feel worse. It would make her absence all the more
painful for me.
    “I
don’t want you to go,” I said sadly, trying to shove all of my emotions into
the words as they flowed out of me. I could feel the tears begin to trickle
down my cheeks as I imagined the following week without her.
    “Would
it make any difference if I promised you that everything will be alright?” Eve
whispered into my ear.
    “No,”
I murmured stubbornly, but I didn’t sound all that convincing. Her breath had
made every hair on my body quiver, and I felt my face flush with excitement. The
fear of what would happen the next morning was growing distant when I felt her
gentle fingertips sliding down the small of my back.
    Though
we’d made love very day of the weeklong cruise, I still hadn’t gotten used to
the way she made me feel. Eve had complete command over my body, and I was more
than willing to submit it to her. The tears, which had just begun to flow,
dried up instantly.
    I
tried in vain to push my arousal aside, to stay focused on the fact that she
was – for all intents and purposes – leaving me. “What’ll I do next week when I
don’t have you next to me? When I can’t touch you…” I let my fingers trail up
her nude thighs as I spoke. “And stroke you like I know you like being
stroked?”
    My
fingers trailed along her sensitive lower lips, and I heard her exhale softly
from above me. Though we’d been with men in the past, we had both been lesbian
virgins before the cruise had begun. It was a rush to think that Eve was just
as inexperienced as I was in this area – that she was learning the curves of
another woman’s body just like I was. Ever since I’d first felt her gentle
touch inside of me, I’d been amazed that I’d waited so long for someone like
her to come around.
    Eve
didn’t answer my questions. She opted instead to lift my head by the chin and
kiss me tenderly. Her lips, which had been covered with lipstick before but
were now long gone, were as soft and gentle as they
always were.
    I’d
felt them all over my body over the last week and knew it was one of the things
I would miss the most once she was gone. I tried not to think of that as I
greedily ran my lips along hers. My own taste was still lingering on her
tongue, which was strangely erotic.
    “Don’t
think I’m letting