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her key card for her room, handing it over to him. “Take mine. Room 312 on the Sunrise deck.”
    He took the card, sliding it into his pocket. “On the top deck. Back of the ship. Penthouse suite. Very nice.”
    “You know the ship quite well.”
    “As I said before. Business and pleasure. It’s a working vacation of sorts.”
    “Have you gotten your money’s worth?”
    He stared at her and ran the tip of his finger over her bottom lip. “No. But I think I’m about to.” He looked at the bar, eyeing her melting beverage. “Why don’t you give me a five-minute head start and let me get in the proper—frame of mind? You can finish your drink and then follow me up. I’ll leave the door slightly open, so you can get in. Deal?”
    The idea of him in the room first, waiting for her when she arrived, totally did it for her. It sounded like something out of a romance novel. A dirty one. The only kind she read. “Negotiation first. Non-negotiable.”
    He nodded with a wicked glint to his smirk. “Again. Smart girl. Negotiation first. Then you’re mine.”
    She should think more on it, really decide if this was what she wanted to do. Seemed opening a can of worms of this variety was a monumental step in finding herself. And she couldn’t have been more ready to start. “Five minutes. Then I’ll follow you.”
    His nod made her truly notice how much bigger he was than her. He could handle her and she knew it. Her panties were completely soaked, just from talking to him and from less than a handful of kisses.
    The thought that she was about to get all of him—maybe she needed some Gatorade, instead of her tête-à-tête with Mr. Jose Cuervo.
    Zeke grabbed his sunglasses off the bar and nodded at the bartender. “One more thing, Aslan.”
    Her eyebrows rose in question, since she had no clue what he was going to say. “Yes?”
    “Ditch the panties before you get to the room. I want you bare and wet the second I can get my hands on you.”
    “The wet part’s already accomplished,” she mumbled under her breath.
    “You don’t have a clue what wet is yet.” He took a step away and eyed her from head to toe again. “But you will. Five minutes.” With one more nod in her direction, he turned and walked away.
    He definitely made a lasting impression. She stared after him as he disappeared into the crowd. Quite a few other women eyed him as he moved. How could they not? He was gorgeous.
    And she had just given him a key to the room he was going to dominate her in. After she took off her panties—because he told her to.
    Didn’t ask her to.
    Told her to.
    And she couldn’t have been hornier because of it.
    Fuck.
    She sort of sat, and sort of collapsed onto her bar stool and grabbed her drink.
    There wasn’t too much left and thankfully, it hadn’t been huge. The last thing she wanted was to be tipsy when she was with him. She wanted to remember every single moment of what was about to happen between them.
    She closed her eyes and thought about what she wanted, and how long she’d wanted it. Taking the reins, at least to start with, to get what she needed had felt amazing and empowering. She was pretty sure she could take over the world.
    But that wasn’t what she really wanted.
    She wanted to sink to her knees in front of the man making his way to her room and let everything else go.
    That was what she wanted.
    Needed.
    Ached for. For years.
    She couldn’t wait. She sucked down the rest of her drink, grabbed her clutch off the bar and giggled as she made her way out and back up the stairs. Mr. Cuervo finished her pep-talk on the way to the room, and, boy did he have a lot to say.
     
    The ship was huge, one of the biggest in the fleet of ships the cruise market had to offer. On the way to the elevator, she caught sight of the name of the ship. It hadn’t even dawned on her how appropriate it was.
    The Fantasy of the Seas.
    That wasn’t why she’d embarked on the trip, but it had absolutely become her