RICH BOY BRIT (A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance)(51)

Claire’s heart beat faster. She had hoped he wouldn’t notice. Chance was determined to come after her, and she figured that knowing he was her first would make him even more determined, something she wasn’t yet sure she wanted. One day of fun was fine, but she wasn’t ready to make a commitment to a man, at least not the way Chance wanted.

“How do you know?”

“You don’t think I know a virgin?” he said, smiling. “If you must know, your pussy was so tight…”

“Chance! That’s vulgar, but I like it.”

“Well, I can talk dirty sometimes. So how come you’ve never had sex?”

Claire was silent. “Well, I just hadn’t found the right man.”

Chance didn’t say a word, and Claire imagined all the things that were running through his mind. Oh, gosh. He’d assume he was the right man.

“And I guess you were saving yourself?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said

“So I am the right man?” Chance asked, tracing his hand on her stomach.

“I don’t know yet. We’ll see,” Claire said, trying to get up from the bed, but he pulled her back toward him.

“You’re not going anywhere. I want you here, right next to me.” Claire fell back into bed with him, happy to be right next to him. “Claire, thank you,” he simply said. “You won’t regret it.”

Claire nodded, understanding that he was thanking her for giving her virginity to him. “I wanted to.”

“You mean you planned to seduce me today?” Chance asked, laughing.

“You’re crazy, Chance! You know that?” she said as she kissed him on the lips. He kissed her back, and in seconds, his hands started wandering over her body again.

“This is the best day ever,” he said. “And it’s only just begun.”

“So then, what else did you have planned for me today?” she asked him. “Apart from this.”

“I didn’t plan this; it never crossed my mind this would happen,” he said, staring at the ceiling.

“Really?

“Okay, I had my hopes up,” he told her with a smile before kissing her on the forehead. “We can check out some of the local areas if you like. I’ve been here before so I know some of the places offhand.”

“Must you always brag?” she asked as she stood to get dressed.

“It comes with the territory.” He flashed his dimples. “I am the heir to the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company, so I do get around. Of course, it’s not always for fun.”

“So, you always get women into your bed by telling them about your adventures and taking them onto your yacht?” she teased.

“No. Sometimes I just throw money at them,” he laughed. “And trust me, it always works. “

Claire couldn’t help laughing too, though somewhere deep down she knew he probably got women into his bed by those very means. And she wondered if she was now another conquest.

“No, you’re not,” he responded as if he had read her mind.

“What?” she asked.

“I don’t normally bring women onto this yacht,” he answered. “I could tell you were thinking that.”

“So you’re a mind reader.”

“Not just any mind. Yours,” he said as held his hand out for her. “Ready?”

Chance was no less of a gentleman as they toured St. Lucia. Claire could tell he had been there several times and might as well have been her private local guide. When they got hungry for lunch, they stopped at a seafood spot; he told her to order the steamed fish in curry and coconut sauce. She had initially hesitated, but when she tasted it, she wiped the plate clean.

They toured the coast, stopping at the local farmers’ market as well as the craft store, and Claire felt like a queen next to him. She was determined to live in the moment, aware of the fact that this was another world and she couldn’t get attached to it.

By the time they made it back to the hotel, they were both tired. Chance stood outside her door, leaning against it and beckoning her to kiss him. Claire did kiss him, but instead of staying in the hallway, Chance stepped inside and kicked the door shut. He led her to the bed, and in minutes, he was thrusting into her, faster and harder than last time, both of them moaning and groaning their heart’s pleasure. They orgasmed simultaneously and fell asleep right after. The last sound Claire heard was his light snore next to her, and a smile curved her lips as she closed her eyes and dreamed of the perfect day she had shared with him.





CHAPTER 12


The next morning, Amy’s banging on the door woke Claire up. Chance flew out of bed, unsure what to do.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “It’s just Amy.”

“She’s persistent,” he mumbled as he looked around for somewhere to hide.

Claire cracked the door and stuck her head out. “Yes?”

“Claire, I’m sorry for abandoning you the last few days or so, but Mario and I have been having so much fun, and I know how much Chance wanted you more than me, so I thought…” she paused when she saw Claire mouthing shut up to her. “What?” she asked as she tried to look past her.

“Sshh,” Claire said.

“Is he? He is!” she screamed and tried to push past Claire.