I’m parched for him.Craving his intoxicating allure.My panties are soaked with my need for him.I pull at his tie, tugging him closer.
He slips his hand beneath my shirt and palms my breast.
It feels so right.I want him to take me right here under the stars out in the middle of the ocean.
“I lose the ability to think straight when I’m near you,” he says, dipping his head to kiss a spot at the base of my neck.
“I’ve been obsessed by you since I first saw you standing beneath an awning at a jewelry store.”
I hold up my hand.“To buy myself this.”
He slides the ring off and pockets it.“I was immediately struck by your beauty, by your eyes.You’re my siren.When I thought you were married, it tormented me body and mind.”
I open my mouth to respond but he kisses my murmured words, taking them into his mouth.As his lips move insistently on mine, his hands slide my skirt higher to expose my panties.
“Sweet lace, but a mean barrier,” he says, twisting to set me in the seat.
Kneeling at my feet, he peels them off.“Your beautiful wetness.All for me.”
“Yes, all for you,” I say eagerly.
Ducking his head, he kisses the skin of my thigh.“I have to see all of you.”
When he reaches to unzip my skirt, I’m alarmed.“I can’t be naked out here!What if one of the crew comes out?”
“The only one coming out here will be you.”
“I’m not into voyeurism.”
“Neither am I.If any other man sees you naked, I’ll throw him overboard.”
I gape at him and he laughs.“I’m teasing.”
Locke removes my skirt, sets it aside, then strips off his jacket and puts it across my lap.“Better?”
“Better.”
He keeps his gaze on mine as he reaches below the jacket to spread my legs open.“Before I go down on you and taste your goodness, I want you to know something.”
“What?”
“I chased after you that day because I saw forever in your eyes.I knew our fates were meant to cross.”
“I’m not sure I believe in fate.”
“Then believe in me.”He tips my chin up.“Believe that I never want to leave your side.”
“I’ve been hurt and humiliated so deeply, that I’m afraid to believe in anything good.”
“Then I’ll protect your wounded heart until you’re ready to believe.”
I can’t do anything but nod.
Locke ducks beneath the jacket.His mouth is warm on my folds and I suck in a breath at the contact.
Then he tastes me with his tongue like has starving for me.Like he’s determined to have his fill of me.
I say his name loudly and clamp a hand over my mouth.
