Graham (Obsessed Alpha Book 3)

by C. M. Steele

  “Do you miss it? Do you still want to be a teacher?”

  “Not really—but having a degree would make me feel more accomplished.” She plays with her food on her plate, refusing to look up at me, and hell if I can have that.

  I reach across the table and take her hand in mine, squeezing it. “If it makes you feel better, I don’t have a college degree. I have a few certifications from an online school, but no four-year degree.”

  “Wow, that’s incredible.”

  “Yeah well, if you find what you love and you don’t need a four-year degree for it, then why bother.” Also, the idea of sticking it to my father made online tech schooling easy to decide on.

  “I get it. I don’t have a passion that I’m sure about. I’m not stellar at anything in particular.”

  “It may come in time.” I envision her being a wonderful mother to our babies. “So any other family members I need to know about? Any big brothers or cousins going to rough me up for thinking of hiding you away with me forever?”

  “No. I’m an only child, and my aunt didn’t have kids. You?”

  “Two sisters, but they’re about six years old right now.”

  “Wow, your mom had them really far apart.”

  “Funny. They aren’t my mom’s daughters. My dad had many affairs, apparently. They were the result of one of them. Twin girls.” I’ve only met them one time, but I should find a reason to be in their lives more. Maybe when they’re older, but for the time being, I feel like it’s an insult to my mother.

  “Oh shit. That’s terrible.” She gasps. “Your poor mom.”

  “Tell me about it. It was a hell of a shock at the will reading. Thankfully, I’m so glad my mother had no reason to come.”

  “He didn’t leave her anything?” Her mouth parts in pure shock with tears in her eyes.

  “Baby, don’t cry. They divorced about a year before he died. It came as a big surprise, but she’d learned that her marriage had been a lie the entire time. To my mother, my father died the day she learned he left her.”

  “Sorry. I can’t help myself. To imagine that happening to me feels excruciating.”

  “I’d never do that to you. It makes me sick in every way possible. If he didn’t love her, he should have left a long time before he started sleeping with everything that walked. After all, it wasn’t because of me that he stuck around.”

  “I can tell it makes you mad. I’m sorry that your father wasn’t the man you wanted him to be.”

  “My mother gave her life to that man only for him to run to younger women. It takes a real piece of shit to do that. The two women I knew he had affairs, the girls’ mother and his widow, were younger than me at the time.” I shake my head in frustration. It was her turn to squeeze my hand.

  She takes a drink of her wine and then asks, “Did your mother take him to the cleaners at least?”

  “Sort of. She got a lot of his money, but she settled for a fair price and the house they shared.”

  “It’s better than nothing.” We continue to eat and speak, but I feel it’s getting way too heavy. We should be enjoying this nice meal with smiles and happy talk, but also I want her to know I’m not that guy.

  I take a bite of my roast and wait to speak until I’m finished. “Yeah, I suppose so. She’s still dealing with it all. It’s kind of why I can’t wait to get this off my hands. It’s a reminder of the life he wanted away from our home.”

  “I’m sorry. So why were you on the ship? An inspection or something?”

  “I had a potential buyer. He had to run and so after a brief talk with my cruise director, I ran off the ship only to collide with you.”

  “So if you hadn’t stopped to talk we would have missed each other.”

  The realization hits both of us. A matter of a few seconds difference, and we’d never have met. “Yep, I think I owe him a bonus or something.”

  “I think your chef deserves a bonus as well. This food is incredible.”

  We continue to eat in comfortable silence, but I’m full, so I set down my silverware and napkin. Although watching her eat makes me want some dessert. “It is.”

  “So how long is it until we arrive at the first island?” Nervousness sets in her eyes as if she can sense how much I crave her mouth and much more.

  “About two more hours. I’ll be getting off, and I’m hoping you will too.”

  She looks up at me with a smile on her delicate face. “I’d like to tour the island.”

  “Gia, I don’t mean just a tour. I’m going to stay for a day or two then head back home.”

  “Oh. I don’t have extra money to just toss my vacation aside.”

  “Don’t worry about a dime. I’m not going to let you pay for a damn thing anyway.”

  “You know…”

  “What? I want you to spend time with me. I know that if I leave you alone, the hundred other men on the cruise will be beating down your door. I’m too jealous for that. I’ll take you on a trip if it means I get your time.”

  “Even if we don’t sleep together?”

  “I’m not going to lie. I want you naked and filled to the brim with my cock, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to rush you. If you want to wait, I will. I want to know you as much as I want to fuck you. I knew from the second I met you that you’re the one for me. It’s not a fling. I’m going to marry you one day and fill your belly with as many babies as possible.”

  “Um…” She blushes, and it turns me on so damn much. Gia looks so innocent.

  “I know it’s a little off-putting, but I’m letting you know where I stand. I don’t care if it takes a while to get you to see it my way, but I won’t give up.”

  “I didn’t say I didn’t feel the same way, but it’s a lot of commitment for us being strangers. Marriage and babies,” she sighs with desire. Fuck me, I bet if I sat her on my lap and dipped my hand into her panties, she’d be soaked.

  “We’re not strangers anymore.” I push my chair back and stand up, walking around to her side of the table with my hand out for hers. “Since you’re feeling a little unnerved, how about we take a walk on the deck and get to know each other more?”

  “Sure. I like that idea.” I take her hand and lead her to the door.

  “First, I need a kiss. It’s been almost an hour since I have had a taste of your sinfully delicious mouth.” I crush my lips to hers, kissing her the way I’ve craved during our entire meal. After both of us are breathless, we pull our mouths apart, and I drop my forehead on hers, panting harshly, “Damn, I can kiss you all day.”

  She sighs, leaning back to look up at me. “I’d love that, but I feel like we’ll end up in bed while you fuck me.”

  “Shit. I can’t think when you say things like that,” I growl out the last words. “Come now. Let’s go before I forget my promise.” I open the door and lead her down the corridor, passing several shirtless guys in board shorts. A glare is given to each one of them as they steal a glance at Gia in her tiny ass clothes. Damn, I forgot about how little she has on. This is a bad idea, but if we stay in the room, I’ll lose the battle and fill her with cum before we hit the shore.

  “Relax. I’m not going to run away with them,” she remarks, clinging to my arm with the edge of her breast grazing my bicep.

  I bend down and kiss the top of her head. “I can’t help myself, you’re sexy, and we all know it.”

  “Please. You’re fine as hell, and these women are probably hoping I fall overboard. Either way, I find your growling kind of sexy.” She looks up at me and smiles with an arched brow. Fuck. I can’t resist kissing her lips. This time our kiss is quick and gentle but meaningful.

  We step out onto the deck, and the sun beams down on us so hard that we need to adjust our eyes. I pull my sunglass out of my breast pocket. Luckily, I had them on before Christakos arrived. “I should have brought my sunglasses with me. I left them in my room.”

  “Let’s go back to get them,” I tell her. There’s no way I’m going to let her s
uffer.

  “No, I don’t want to make you walk back.”

  “Trust me, I don’t need to see anything but you, so whether we’re out on the deck or walking back to your room all that matters is the time we’re together.”

  “Fine. Let’s go back.” We make our way down to her room, and she goes inside. I wait for her, so I don’t pin her against the nearest surface and give in to the temptation. Once she’s back out with a pair of cute pink-framed sunglasses, I pull her to me and take her mouth.

  “Graham,” she sighs, clinging to me. “Let’s forget outside. I want you now.”

  “Are you sure?” I growl against her lips.

  “I need you. I don’t want to waste a minute of our time together.” She opens her door and leads us back inside. As the door closes, I spin her around, pinning her back against the door.

  “I’m going to give you one last chance. Once I get inside of you, there’s no going back. I’m not going to stop until I’m filling your pussy with every drop of my seed.”

  “Give it to me, Graham.” Her hands grab the hem of my shirt, tugging it from my pants.

  “Fuck,” I groan out as her fingers touch my bared skin.

  “Please, Graham. I don’t know what I’m doing. I need your help.” Her plea hits my ears, and I can’t believe what I’m hearing.

  “Baby, Gia, stop.” I grab her hands, lift them above her head, and pin them there. “Are you telling me that you’ve never done this before? That you’re a virgin?”

  “Yes. Is that a problem?” She nervously bites her lip. I tug it from her teeth.

  “The only problem is now I need to take it slow, so I don’t have you on bedrest the entire stay on the island. I want to spend every minute, making sure you come as often if not more than I do.”

  Chapter Six

  Gia

  His grip on my hands makes it hard to concentrate on anything he says. “Listen to me, Gia.” He takes his free hand and cups my chin. “You’re going to come on my tongue, then I’m going to fuck your innocent little pussy until you’re coming again. Are you ready?”

  “Make me come, Graham. Any and every way you want. I need you.” He lets go and backs up. “What are you—” He raises his finger for me to wait.

  “I’ve only got the clothes on my back. I can’t have you rip them off of me.” He kicks off his shoes and slips off his jacket. I’m mesmerized as he unbuttons his shirt. A moan comes from me as I stare at his broad, muscular chest. When he undoes his belt and drops his dress pants. The first shot of his thick cock comes into view as it peeks up out of his black boxer briefs. My core clenches and I feel more of my need soaking through my panties. I squeeze my thighs close, aching for relief, and his eyes move directly to the center of my desire.

  “Fuck, you like what you see?”

  “Yes,” I admit, licking my lips as I steal a glance at his thick tip.

  He grabs my hand and drags me closer to him. “Go ahead, baby. Grab my cock. I know you want to. Get a feel for it. I want you well acquainted. He’s the only one you’ll ever have.”

  “As long as I’m the last you ever have.”

  “That’s without question. I’ll never betray you. Now take it in your hand, Gia.”

  I do as he says, rubbing my thumb over the head, spreading his cum on it. Tempted, I lift my thumb to my lips and suck on it. A low growl rips from his chest, and I moan. I reach for more, but his hands stop me. Instead, I find myself flipped over his shoulder as he marches me to the bed.

  With a whoosh, my body lands on the mattress, bouncing slightly from the softness of the surface, he leans down and crushes his frame on mine. “Gia, you’re making it hard for me not to bury my cock deep into your pussy without being gentle.” He lowers his head and takes my mouth, hard and fast before moving down. He grabs the hem, raising it up to reveal my breasts. “Nice, but this has to go.” Graham takes off my shirt, and I reach around to unsnap my bra. Immediately, he nudges me back onto the bed, taking my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it while his fingers pinch the other one.

  My back bucks and I cry out, “Graham.”

  He continues to move between my tits, plucking and tasting them until I feel I’m going to explode. Throbbing between my legs grows more intense that I have to rock my hips upward, grinding against his shaft. “I need more, Graham. Please put that big cock inside of me. Break me, own me.”

  His hand slides down my waist, popping the button on my shorts and dragging down the zipper before he slips his finger under my panties to stroke my slit. I come off the bed as he rocks inside my pussy. Within seconds, my orgasm hits me, and I’m clenching around his finger.

  “So responsive. Well, I’m just getting started.” Graham drags the rest of my clothes off of my body, tossing them on the floor. He dips his head down, brushing his face over my core. I’m so worked up, I’m not embarrassed. All I want for him to do is make me come again.

  He looks up at me with a smile before roughly parting my legs. Hooking one arm under each, he drags my pussy up to his mouth, licking my clit. His thick fingers pump past my folds, stretching me until I’m screaming and coming again.

  Damn, the man is so talented that I can barely breathe.

  He pushes off his boxer briefs and his cock bobs against his taut abs. It’s so stiff that it points toward me, wanting as badly as I want it. “This is going to hurt, Gia, but once the pain passes, I promise to make you cream every time I fill you up.”

  “It’s so big. Is it going to fit?”

  “It will. Trust me, baby.” He rubs the tip on my seam, squirting a little precum on my pussy lips. “I’m just marking my territory. Now, my sweet Gia, you can’t leave me.” He leans down on one palm, using the other to direct his cock into my entrance. “This is going to hurt.”

  He thrusts forward, slamming through my barrier and taking my virginity. I hold back the scream as it burns. He peppers kisses over my face, ending with my mouth. “Relax, baby. Tell me when you’re ready.” The taste of myself on his tongue turns me on, and most of the pain is gone.

  “I need more, please keep going, Graham.” Needing no more instruction, he slides almost all the way out and thrusts in again. It takes a minute before my body not only accepts his but welcomes the invasion. I relax, and the pleasure replaces all the pain. Once I’m ready completely, I can’t stop the delight from taking over and consuming me until I fall apart. “I’m coming, Graham.” I clench my pussy, coming hard, dragging his strong body onto mine. I kiss him roughly, spearing my hands into his hair as he pumps his cum inside of me.

  Our bodies glide against each other until our hearts and minds return to normal. “Thank you, my sweet woman.”

  “Goodnight, Graham.”

  Chapter Seven

  Graham

  We have twenty minutes before we dock, and I can’t help but hold her closer. I want to marry her on the island, but I have no idea what they allow. Hell, what if she’s not ready for that. Nothing matters to me but getting my ring on her finger. I’m forced to climb out of bed when my phone goes off.

  It’s a message from Phillipe. We’ll be removing the meal from your room and clean while you’re on the island. I walk to the bathroom, freshen up, and call him. “Phillipe, I won’t be continuing my journey on the cruise. Do you know if they have space at the hotel for overnight guests?”

  “I can have my staff call and book you a nice suite.”

  “The cost doesn’t matter. I want the best they have, Phillipe. Ms. Tyler will be accompanying me.” I tell him, leaving the bathroom to find all of my missing clothes. I step back in the bathroom to get dressed and talk. I don’t want to wake her.

  “That’s wonderful, sir.”

  “Thank you. I need a shop for clothes.”

  “There are plenty of shops in the resort. Including one just off the main lobby.”

  “Thank you again. I can’t even explain how you’re a lifesaver.” I walk out and find my sleeping beauty awake and smiling at me as she puts s
ome clothes on.

  “I’ve got to go.”

  “You didn’t need to end the call for me.”

  “I did. We don’t have a lot of time before we dock. We need to pack up your things and get your sexy ass dressed.”

  “How about you pack up? I want to take a quick shower.”

  “Okay. We have about fifteen minutes.”

  “I’ll be quick.” She runs to a drawer and tosses most of it onto the bed after grabbing an outfit. “Ah, this will be good enough. I’ll be out in six minutes.” Gia dashes in and closes the door behind her.

  I grab her suitcases and stuff everything in as best and as fast as possible. The ship slows and lurches. Shit, and so does my stomach. I search my pockets, but my meds aren’t in there. I must have left them in my room.

  I knock on the door and say, “I have to run to my cabin. I’ll be right back.” Making a mad dash down the hall and around the corner. I enter my room and search the place for my pills, but they are nowhere to be found. Where the hell did they go? Oh well, the ship jolts again, and I rush into my own en suite and lose my dinner. I hurry up and wash my face, brushing my teeth with the complimentary toothbrush and paste. Thank goodness for that.

  When I get to her door, I scan my keycard and walk into the room. She jumps back, dropping her phone. “Holy fuck, you scared me.”

  “Sorry, baby. I have a master keycard.”

  “Oh, I thought you took mine.”

  “Is everything okay?”

  “Yes. It’s wonderful. I’m ready.” She slings her purse over her head and onto one shoulder, letting the strap settle between her enormous tits. I groan but remind myself that we need to disembark. I take her suitcases with me. “Are you sure you have everything?”

  “Yes, Graham. I’m not missing a thing.” Her million-dollar smile makes me a little curious.

  “Good, let’s go. I’ve asked them to get us the best room available. Will that work for you?”

  “As long as you’re there. It really doesn’t matter where we stay.”

  “Great, baby. Let’s get out of here.”