Married By Mistake novel Chapter 9

LUNA

"W-Wife?" I stuttered to say. My heart began to race. Please, don't take back what he said.

Dylan raised an eyebrow as if to say there was nothing wrong with what he said. "What? You're my wife, aren't you?"

"I know, but-"

"Too Dramatic. Let’s go!" I sent him towing until we stopped in front of the jetski.

He turned to me and his eyes look down at my dress. He turned me to him and touched the jacket that was covering me. I wanted to protest but at the speed of events, he immediately removed my jacket.

"Let's get rid of this. Yeah... That's better." He smiled foolishly. I blushed. I felt ashamed because I was only wearing a black two-piece.

My hair stood on end as he gently caressed my arm. I was so close to his shoulder when he began to wrap one hand around my waist.

I bit my lower lip. "Dylan .."

He took a deep breath and moved away from me. I felt cold when he removed his arms. he sat on the jetski and tapped the seat in front of it. "Here you are."

"I'm just behind."

he touched my hand. "You're here so you don't fall in case I drift." I was about to die from the beating of my chest. I rode in front of it. I closed my eyes tightly when his lips touched the tip of my ear. "Good girl. Now, bend."

"What ?! Heck, no!" I slapped his arm blocking my descent. "Get off --- Ah!"

Suddenly he started the jetski, I had nothing else to cling to but his neck. I heard his weak laugh.

I just closed my eyes out of fear. Until I felt the jetski no longer work.

"Why aren't we moving?" I ask.

"Look at me, Luna. Don't be scared. I'm with you." he whispered in my ear and I also felt its two hands on the side of my waist.

With his gentle voice, I did what he said. I looked up and saw that we were far from the shore, there were also many jetskiing but it seemed like the sea was wide because it was rare for a jetski to pass by our place. I loosened my arms around his neck and slowly walked away. I looked at his eyes. It smiled and pressed our foreheads together.

He mouthed 'good girl' while caressing my waist.

"Turn around." I was indignant at his command. He grinned. "Come on."

My back is now facing him. I tried my very best to breathe normally because, damn it, he's too damn close. I can feel his hot body pressing on my back, his abs' rubbing my body. He held the back of my palm and placed it on the steering wheel of the jetski. D-amn, even his palm is hot!

"I'll teach you how to run a jetski." He whispered to me. I could do nothing but nod.

I tried to concentrate on everything he said. I tried to bury his teaching in my mind. But every time his lipsticks to my shoulder, I can't help but sneer in my mind. Fvck! He's torturing me!

"Drive. Now." I followed him. I started to open the jetski. His arm wrapped around my waist. He pulled my hair to one side which was being blown by the wind and then pressed his head against my shoulder. "Fast learner."

I lost concentration because of what he did. I didn't notice another jetski coming. I was shocked by the drift. I screamed when I felt water all over my body.

"Dylan!" I shout. I'm having trouble breathing. "Help!"

I wiggled my legs but I still kept sinking. Please, Dylan.

"Dylan !!" Please, someone, save me.

I'm getting tired. I can't breathe anymore.

A familiar arm wrapped around my waist and lifted me. I'm shaking. "You're safe. I'm here, sweetheart."

"Dylan!" I hugged him. I cried like a child on his shoulder. He just kept whispering sweet words in my ear to calm me down. We were in that position for a few minutes. "I thought you weren't me ----"

"Hush now. Stop crying." He caressed my back. I just kept crying. I was scared. I want to stop. I thought Dylan was going to leave me.

It’s funny because somehow I still have value to him.

I moved away a little to see its eyes. "Thank you."

He pressed our foreheads together. I caught his eye dropping to my lips. His face came close to mine. I came to kiss him. When our lips met, he made a little groan. We kissed like there's no tomorrow. His hand went down to my thigh and wrapped it around his waist.

"Can you breathe?" he whispered when our lips parted a little.

I nodded. He kissed me softly again. I feel like a broken crystal that he values.

"You're welcome." He said and kissed me on the forehead.