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Zann shivered as Lydia punctuated that brilliant idea with a lingering kiss to her throat. “I love how you think.”

“Do you?”

“Fuck, so much,” Zann exhaled as Lydia nipped at her pulse point. She dragged her right hand up Lydia’s spine to cup the back of her neck and draw her closer as she ducked her head to kiss her slow, deep, and dirty like she’d been wanting to do all day. Her stomach fluttered and dipped when Lydia pressed onto her toes, fusing their bodies together, and she moaned into the kiss as she reached down to grab Lydia’s ass.

Forget resting, I want to spend the next few hours worshipping and reacquainting myself with every inch of this incredible body.

Zann nipped at Lydia’s lower lip when the need for a proper breath forced them apart, and smiled at the way Lydia whimpered and chased after her. “I can’t get enough of you,” she confessed breathlessly.

“Have you unpacked?”

Zann blinked as her lust-addled brain struggled to follow the pivot. “Um, no? Why?” She shivered when Lydia’s lips brushed over her jaw. “God, Lydia.”

Lydia nuzzled her ear. “If you go get your things and bring them over here,” she whispered huskily, “we can shower and get ready together.” She licked at her earlobe. “And then you won’t have to run off in the morning.”

“I…” Zann’s eyes rolled back in her head when Lydia nipped at her earlobe. “Fuck.”

Lydia chuckled. “Is that a yes?”

“Oh yeah.” Zann whimpered at the way Lydia’s breasts rubbed against hers as Lydia dropped to her heels, and swayed lightly in place when Lydia’s hands dragged heavily along her throat, instinctively following the pressure of her touch. “Baby…”

A slow smile tipped Lydia’s lips as she stepped back and let her hands fall back to her sides. “I’ll leave the door open for you.”

“I…” Zann licked her lips. “Okay.”

Lydia’s smile widened. “Go.”

Zann nodded. “Right.” She hiked a thumb over her shoulder like a dork as she started walking backward, unwilling to take her eyes off Lydia’s enchanting smile for even a moment. “Be back soon.”

“You better.” Lydia inclined her head. “I’ll get the shower warmed up.”

“Fuck,” Zann muttered as she damn near tripped over her own feet.

Lydia laughed and blew her a kiss. “I’ll be in the shower waiting for you.”

Zann groaned and spun on her heel to sprint off and collect her things.

“This is nice.” Lydia snuggled into Zann, and smiled at the feeling of Zann’s arm tightening around her waist and pulling her in even closer as the boat rocked gently beneath them. She was pleasantly buzzed from the wine they’d had with dinner, and being cozied up with Zann meant she barely noticed the light breeze flowing off the ocean that made the night feel much cooler than the temperature would have suggested as they motored past the larger boats in the harbor.

Zann chuckled. “It is. Coming up here to get away from everyone was a genius idea.”

Lydia shivered as Zann’s free hand swept over her thigh, the gentle touch hidden by the blanket a thoughtful crew member had given them when they’d left the rest of the group to enjoy a little alone time on the bow deck. Everything about the moment was heavenly, and she sighed as she twisted her shoulders so she could press even more of herself against Zann’s body.

She huffed a laugh at the feeling of long, deliciously nimble fingers teasing beneath the hem of her dress, and reached up to wrap her right hand around the back of Zann’s neck as she nuzzled her ear. “Can I help you?”

“Can I help you?” Zann replied playfully, her eyes dancing with mischief as she slid her hand purposefully higher until it was fully beneath the skirt of Lydia’s dress.

“We both know you can,” Lydia husked as she arched into Zann, and her nipples tightened at the groan that cracked in Zann’s throat as the hand under her dress slid even higher. It was such a goddamn rush to know that, while she was the one being touched, Zann was just as affected by it. “I swear I saw stars when you fucked me in the shower earlier, and then when you pinned me down on the bed afterward…” She let her voice trail off into a sinful moan as she wiggled closer, letting Zann feel how much she wanted her. “I legitimately might have blacked out a little.” She smiled at the way Zann’s breath audibly hitched and nipped at her earlobe. “But I need more.”

“Fuck,” Zann exhaled roughly.

Lydia giggled and pressed a line of kisses across Zann’s cheek down to her mouth, delighting in the way the hand on her leg tightened with every kiss. She pulled her hand from Zann’s neck to cradle her jaw as she neared her lips, and caressed her cheek as she hovered just out of reach, teasing her with the promise of more.

The hand on her thigh tightened as Zann whispered, “Please kiss me.”

Lydia’s eyes fluttered at the unabashed longing in Zann’s voice, and she groaned as she dipped her head to capture Zann’s lips with her own. Her heart leapt as their lips softened against each other in a chaste press, and she curled her fingertips around the edge of Zann’s jaw to pull her closer as she melted into the intoxicating heat that spread through her veins, burning her from the inside out. That first slow, sweet, unhurried kiss was followed by another, and then another as they lost themselves in the heady magic of this inexplicable connection building between them.

It shouldn’t be this good, she thought as Zann’s lips parted and their tongues brushed ever so lightly together.