Edgar talked the bartender into selling them a bottle of wine before they left. She started walking toward the car but he grabbed her hand.

"Cross here."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see. Come on. Your car is safe here, don't worry."

"Okay." His repeated surprises were exciting to her. Most of the day, she'd had no idea where they were going or what was going to happen. It was the most fun she'd had in forever. They walked about three blocks and came to a locked gate at the back of a dark loading dock. "Are we supposed to be here?" she asked quietly.

"I thought you trusted me."

"I do!"

"Well, I have a key to this gate so yes... we're supposed to be here." She followed him through the ten foot tall, heavy metal gate and he locked it behind him. "Wait here while I grab a flashlight." She stood still in the pitch black and waited nervously. "Okay, come on." He took her hand again and led the way.

"Oh my god," she whispered. The flashlight lit the crisp, white bow of the Northwestern which currently had a huge translucent tarp over the forward deck.

"This is what you came here for, right?" he smiled at her.

"Well, one of the things."

"Watch your step." He lit their path as they walked past the bow and down the dock along her starboard side. Alex reached over and ran her fingertips across the side of the boat letting Edgar see that passion in her again. "You really love this boat, don't you?"

"I really love this boat... so beautiful." He climbed on board the vessel and helped her on. "Dammit, now I'm gonna fan-girl on you and get all excited about seeing the block and the launcher and the crane and the coiler..."

"It's okay," he laughed. "Come inside though. I'll turn some lights on and show you around inside first."

"You're gonna think I'm so weird," she warned.

"Nah. I've already determined you're at least mostly normal."

"Edgar!" she laughed and gave him a playful shove.

"I said at least!'"

"Whatever." She walked into the galley and sat at the table, just taking in all of the sights. She'd seen all of this on TV a hundred times but she was sitting there inside the galley of the Northwestern! How cool is that?! He found a couple of clean cups and opened their bottle of wine while she looked at the pictures on the walls.

"You hungry at all? I could make something."

"No thanks. I'm still full of bar goodies from the tavern." He handed her a cup. "Thank you." He touched his cup to hers then drank with her.

"So what did you wanna see on the boat?"

"Everything! Can I see the engine room or is that off limits?"

"I'll show you whatever you want." Her tipsy mind took a nosedive into the gutter and she laughed to herself. "Hey! Keep it G-rated, paparazzi!"

"I can't," she admitted.

"Come on, naughty girl... I'll take you downstairs." She followed him down the narrow stairway and into the engine room. He turned on the lights and showed her the engines and control panels and pipes and whatever else she asked about. "So now that you got a few more drinks in ya," he began as they went back up into the galley, "tell me what you wouldn't tell me earlier."

"What?"

"You said you bite but you couldn't believe you said that to me... Why not?"

"Oh," she blushed. "I do have enough drinks in me now, huh?" He laughed and waited for what promised to be an entertaining explanation. "When I was in the shower this morning, you know shaving stuff and getting all good-smelling and smooth, you know, just in case... I told myself not to flirt with you and not to try and get in your pants. You know, cause I didn't want to be a stereotypical groupie fan and you're married and stuff."

"Separated," he quickly corrected her.

"Oh, shit. I'm so sorry Edgar."

"Nope. Nothing to be sorry about. Anyway, you were talking about shaving stuff?" he smiled.

"Yeah, that was super weird, huh?" she blushed.

"Not at all. Hey, you wanna head up to the wheelhouse? You won't be able to see anything out the windows cause of the dark and the tarp but I'll show you what's inside the house."

"I'd love to see it!" He sent her up the stairs ahead of him and he could feel the excitement radiating from her. "Shit, I forgot to take pictures of everything! Is it okay if I go back downstairs and get my camera?"

"Finish your drink." He turned on one small light by the captain's chair as she did as she was instructed. He took the cup from her hands, downed his drink as well then set their cups aside before turning back toward her. "Why don't you just take pictures of everything in the morning?"

"In the morning?"

"You can't possibly drive back to Oregon tonight."

"No?" He shook his head.

"I have a question for you, Alex." She saw the look in his eyes and knew things were about to take a serious turn. He patted the captain's chair and she sat down in it. Encroaching upon every inch of her personal space, he stood between her legs and crossed his arms over his chest.

"What is it?" she whispered nervously.

"Why me?"

"Why you?"

"Yeah. What is it about me that caught your attention?" Her nerves melted away beneath the sea of liquid courage that washed over them. That look in his eyes gave her permission to say whatever she was really thinking.

"Everything..." she purred.

"Like what?" he moved a little closer, noting her exaggerated breaths.

"Your fantastic personality and your sarcastic, smart-ass sense of humor... Little things like the way you call 'Roger' back to Sig while you're on deck... your adorable smile and your beautiful eyes and your laugh. Your fuzzy face is gorgeous and the way you can do or fix anything is so sexy. I like your hard-working, dirty hands and your lips..." He laid his palms on her thighs and gazed at her while she talked about him.

"You might be the most passionate woman I've ever met."

"Yeah?" He nodded. "I remember this one episode," she went on. "You were working in the engine room, wearing dark blue sweatpants and a sweatshirt and your boots... You were down on one knee working on something and just the way you looked working in those sweatpants... Sexy as fuck... And I have imagined kissing you a million times..." Finally unwilling to resist any longer, he leaned in and kissed her softly. He pulled back to look at her and make sure this was okay. Seeing the fire in her eyes, he leaned back in and kissed her deeply this time, his tongue dancing against hers. His kiss was exactly as incredible as she'd imagined and she never wanted it to end.

"I've tried all night not to turn this in to something other than meeting and hanging out with a fan, Alex... but everything you do and say makes me want it to be more than that."

"Really?" He resumed kissing her and, as their kissing became heated, she pulled him close and could feel the bulge in his jeans pressing against her. Pulling off her sweater, he tossed it on the table nearby. She returned the favor and let his sweatshirt fall on the floor nearby.

"I wanna take you downstairs," he spoke against her ear between kisses on her neck.

"Yeah, okay." He took her hand and led her down and into Sig's stateroom since his was the only one that wasn't a bunkbed. He locked the door behind him and turned to face her.

"I wanna make sure you want this like I do," he said as he looked into her eyes with that intensity that turned her on so much.

"I've never wanted anyone like I want you," she assured him.

"Good." Kissing her neck and chest, he reached behind her, unhooking her bra and slipping the straps down her arms. Taking her breasts into his hands, he sucked on her nipples and squeezed them between his worn fingertips. She reached for the bottom of his tee shirt and pulled it off, dropping it on the floor at their feet. He kicked off his shoes while she unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his boxer-briefs down over his ass and down his legs. "I hope you're at least half as turned on as I am right now, Alex."

"Twice as much." She slowly sank to her knees before him as he stepped out of his pants. Taking him into her mouth, she sucked him rock hard as he held a handful of her hair in his fist.

"Goddamn, you look sexy with my cock in your mouth." She ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft while looking up at him with her big blue eyes before wrapping her lips around him again. He watched with parted lips while she gently massaged and sucked on his testicles. "Holy fuck, Alex... Come up here." He took her hand and pulled her up to meet him. Kissing her deeply, he guided her back onto his brother's bed and reached for the zipper on her jeans. After pulling her pants down her long legs he knelt on the floor and pulled her to the edge of the bed before taking her with his hot mouth. His goatee scraped against her skin as he devoured her, forcing her legs apart with his palms.

"Fuck Edgar," she moaned, gripping the blanket below her in her hands. It didn't take but a minute for her to climax but he kept going and didn't let up until he figured she probably needed to catch her breath. She moved to the middle of the bed and he crawled up over her, rubbing his eager erection against her throbbing opening.

"My name is not sexy but, god damn, the way it rolls off your tongue…" She pulled him down into a sensual, passionate kiss tasting herself on his lips. Reaching down between them, she took him into her hand and guided him into her while looking up into his eyes. Seeing the unbridled pleasure on her face turned him on even more which didn't even feel possible. He moved in long, controlled strokes forcing her to feel every inch of him. "You like it slow like this?"

"Yes…" She pulled him down so his upper body rest onto hers.

"You're gonna cum again soon, aren't you?"

"Yes," she exhaled against his ear. He felt her inner muscles contracting against him, engulfing him in an indescribable warm embrace. "Oh my god, Edgar…"

"I wanna cum inside you," he panted against her neck.

"Do it." He moved faster and harder against her, keeping her peaking and building his own pleasure and anticipation. "Go, Edgar."

"I'm gonna cum." He drove himself down into her core and finally filled her with his hot seed. She felt him pulsating inside her as they lay still, both catching their breath. After a minute or so, he lifted his head to look down at her. Her lips were parted and her skin glistened with sweat as she gazed up at him. "How'd I do?"

"Incredible," she whispered.

"Yeah?" he smiled proudly.

"That was the best sex I have ever had in my life." He saw the seriousness on her face and was immensely proud of himself. Still inside her, he leaned back down kissing her deeply and slowly. "I love the way you kiss me," she said as he nipped at her neck and chest.

"Yeah?" She nodded. "Is it as good as you imagined?"

"Yes." He'd had great sex before and had gotten great feedback from women before but never with this intensity… and he could tell she was being serious.

"You think I could get really hard again and make you cum again without ever pulling out of you?" Rocking against her, he slid in and out of her but only the tiniest bit.

"You wouldn't have to do much to get me off, Edgar." They were each so turned on by the other that he had no problem working himself into another erection inside her.

"You're gonna give me an ego," he smiled before kissing her again. "Am I too heavy?"

"You're perfect." Letting his full weight rest on her, he slipped his palms down her sides and underneath her onto her ass cheeks. Gripping her flesh in his hands, he held her in place while moving so slowly within her. His tongue danced against hers and they were completely lost in one another.

"I'm tired," he yawned as they laid naked together that night.

"Me too. I didn't sleep for shit last night."

"Too excited about meeting me, huh?" he joked.

"Actually yes," she chuckled.

"I was pretty excited too. All the stuff we did today was the most fun I've had in a really long time. Thank you for that."

"Thank you," she smiled over at him prompting him to kiss her. "I don't wanna get up but I gotta pee!"

"You remember where the head is?"

"I do! And I'm taking this sheet."

"Just go naked, silly. There's nobody else here."

"I don't walk around naked... not even when I'm alone at home."

"We're gonna have to change that!" he called after her as she left the room. While she was gone, he pulled her phone out of her bag and took a video of himself. "Note to Alex," he smiled into the camera. "Be naked more!" He put it away before she got back.

"I brought the wine with me," she smiled and took a drink from the bottle.

"Nice." She handed it to him and he drank some as well. "The rest is yours, girlfriend."

"Thanks." She put the empty bottle back in the galley then went back to Sig's stateroom. "Oh shit, we better make sure we wash the bedding before we leave," she laughed.

"Cum stains," he chuckled. "Awesome. We better make some more first though... you know to make it worth washing them."

"You're so bad," she laughed as he pulled her back into bed with him.