The CEO's Rose

Vivian’s POV

Vivian was heading off into the sunset with her husband. Never in her life had she thought that such a thing would happen for her.

She almost felt like pinching herself to make sure that she was not dreaming, but she did not do that,( she’d had enough pinching while she had been with Amy). All that she did to confirm that everything was real, was to stand still, feel the ocean breeze, the rocking of the boat and most importantly to look over and see Ryan, her husband at the wheel.

Moving away from the railing that she had been leaning on, she walked over to Ryan. Once there she hugged him from behind and nuzzled her cheek against his back.

"Can I drive?" She asked, Ryan laughed softly at her question.

"The fact that you have just called this driving means that my answer should absolutely be no,"

"Please," Vivian begged and despite the fact that he could not see her pouting, and begging him with her eyes Ryan caved.

"You are lucky that I love you so much. Come on, come stand in front of me," With a little squeal she rushed to do just that, his big frame instantly bracketing her smaller one.

As she reached out and held the wheel, Ryan’s hands settled over hers and she let him move her. The low rumble of his voice in her ear as he explained everything that was going on.

As expected Vivian was absolutely lost within three seconds of him beginning to speak. She did not even bother faking like she was paying attention, all that she did was lean her weight more solidly against his back and just enjoy the closeness.

As he spoke, Vivian let her mind wander, and then she decided to share a thought that she’d just had with him.

"You know, this is really a wasted opportunity. I feel like you should be wearing a sailor suit," Having been saying something about knots and the like, Ryan instantly cut himself off.

"You have not heard a word I’ve said,"

His observation was true, so she did not bother trying to deny it.

"I was distracted by the thought of you in a sailor suit," Vivian defended and Ryan chuckled.

"You do realize that you have just killed any thoughts I might have entertained of buying that particular garment right,"

No!

"But Ryan, you would look really professional in it," She tried to make him see reason, but Ryan was unmoved. His chest rose against her back as he shrugged.

"And you would jump me, the moment you saw me in it wouldn’t you," Shaking off his hands, she let go of the wheel, and turned in his arms.

Lacing her fingers behind his neck, she gave him a serious look.

"I would not jump you, Ryan, honest, I would be perfectly respectful," She lied through her teeth and Ryan actually laughed in her face, "Woman, you can barely keep your hands off of me on a regular day. If I wore something like that with this body, these abs, you would chop off my dick just to keep it in you,"

Offended at him for knowing her so well, she took a step back and ducked beneath his arm.

"I don’t know where you got the notion that I constantly want to jump you, Ryan Terrell, but I am an honest married woman and I have self-control," Scared that her face would give away the fact that she had just been thinking of giving him a blowjob then and there, Vivian began walking away, pretending like she could not hear him laughing at her as she sulked.

Ha! As if she would jump him immediately, she’d at least take a few seconds to admire him first.

***

To her credit, Vivian lasted close to an hour below deck. Fully committed to showing just how upset she was that her husband believed that she was some sort of insatiable beast when it came to him.

Was it her fault that he had really good dick? Absolutely not, so why should she be blamed for being hungry for it.

With the hour almost over Vivian finally gave up with her little act. For all she knew, Ryan was probably out there pleasuring himself. She had to get in on that, grabbing a giant towel, she made her way back up.

On her way there, she stopped, greeted by the sight of Ryan coming down.

"Shouldn’t you be driving, are we going to like crash and hit an island or something, what if we hit a whale?" Pulling her into his arms, Ryan laughed softly, "Relax, we are fine. We are already at the general area that I wanted us to be in. So I came to check on how you are doing. You are not still upset, are you?"

’No,’ That was at the tip of her tongue, but Vivian managed to stop herself, pouting lightly instead.

"I could be persuaded not to be if you were to offer me a proper apology," Raising a brow, Ryan smiled lecherously.

"Just what would a proper apology be?"

***

"I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry..." His words would have been more believable, had each sorry, not been accompanied by a thrust so deep it threatened to split Vivian in two.

Readjusting her stance, she gripped the railing tight, staring out into the vast ocean as Ryan did wonderful things to her cunt with his dick. Deciding to have sex above deck had been a wonderful idea. Having her needs met while the beauty of the ocean surrounded them was wonderful.

"I do not believe you," She moaned, a blatant lie told as the head of his dick moved over her sweet spot.

Big hands settled on her boobs and them squeezed tight, Ryan upped his pace, pressing into her so good that Vivian still saw stars with her eyes tightly closed, waves of pleasure rocking through her.

***

A little bit later with both of them well and truly spent, they were laying on the towel that she’d brought above deck, naked as can be and staring up at the night sky.

"Boat life definitely has its benefits, I have never thought of myself as a creature of the sea, but if it involves sex this wonderful, I can definitely be persuaded "At her words, Ryan slid a finger into her already loose cunt and Vivian gasped, her lips forming a soft O as she widened her legs.

He did not move his arm though. Instead he allowed the gentle rocking of the boat to push his finger in and out of her, the slow pace maddening, but oh so wonderful.

"Do you accept my apology or do I need to do more to earn your forgiveness?" He asked his teeth glinting in the dark and Vivian reflexively sucked his finger in with her cunt.

Yes! Yes! I forgive you, she wanted to yell out, but she managed to hold firm.

"I don’t think there are enough apologies in the world to ever make me forgive you, but you could spend your lifetime trying,"

"My apologies then," Ryan said his tone completely unrepentant as he added another finger and Vivian’s head fell back with a loud thump, a scream ripped from her throat as he began moving his fingers.

Blurrily staring up at the sky, Vivian resolved to keep denying him forgiveness for at least two more orgasms.

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