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She gripped my hands around the wheel and pushed her ass against me, and I damn near moaned. I don’t moan.
“Tell me what you want,” I said, my lips a whisper from the silky skin on her neck. The sun was getting lower and outlined her perfectly as she inhaled deeply and looked back at me.
“I want you to kiss me.”
I turned her body fully to me, gripped my hands on the wheel behind her, leaned in, and brushed my lips against hers. I pulled back and saw her disappointment.
I raised a brow. “Not what you wanted?”
“No,” she answered, her eyes burning with heat.
“Tell me what you want,” I urged as she hesitated.
“I’m not the type of woman—”
“Oh, don’t disappoint me, Nina.” Pressing my brows together, I studied her perfect mouth. A mouth I’d spanked off to more times than I cared to admit. I wanted her mouth, and I wanted it screaming my name. Encased in golden sunshine, she gave me the permission I wasn’t sure I would ask for if she waited much longer.
“I want you to kiss me and mean it.” She paused for only a second. “Fuck it. I’ll kiss you.” She pressed her lips to mine firmly then slid her tongue along my bottom lip. One taste of her tongue and I was gone. I glanced behind her to assess the amount of time I had and then dove deep, sucking her tongue and nibbling her lips. She tasted of mint and champagne, and I couldn’t get enough. She was easily one of the most beautiful women I had ever met. I took a risk in inviting her, but it didn’t fucking matter the minute I had that mouth. Kissing her was my undoing. Just a kiss in the middle of the harbor had ruined me. Her pussy would cripple me.
I pulled away. “I am not a gentle lover,” I warned.
“Oh?” she said, smiling, “Even better.” She threw her arms around my neck, pulling me back to her. I sucked her lips dry.
“I’m not sure I can be the man you need,” I reiterated, focusing on anything but my raging cock.
Was I, Devin McIntyre, trying to talk a woman out of fucking me?
Pathetic. I was a closer. That’s what I did. “Devin, it’s what I want. I am not asking for what I need. I’ve already gambled with that and lost. I just want this.” Her murmur echoed as she kissed my neck. “I just want today.”
Far be it from me do deny her. And I didn’t. What I did do is turn her back around and lift that fucking yellow scrap of a dress until I had her beautiful laced ass in view. Still cradled, her back against me, she arched her body, putting herself on display.
She had every right to showcase her body. It was a work of art. I slid my thumb into the back of her panties, gently stroking her ass as my fingers finally tasted her flesh. Closing my eyes, I breathed in deep as she moaned at my touch, making my dick jump. I gripped her hip with my other hand, pulling her back. As soon as her neck was exposed, I clamped my mouth over it, moving my bruising hand over her hip as the other, still underneath her underwear, cupped her sex.
She was soaked. I was hard. It was simple.
Except it wasn’t.
We weren’t alone. The harbor was busy, and not only that, I knew Eileen was somehow watching. I wouldn’t subject Nina to her. Not if I could help it. I had to make this quick. “Nina, I’m going to make you come,” I said, pulling her skirt over my hand to hide my workings as I slid a finger inside her. She bucked a little in reply, completely lost. “But I can’t fuck you here.”
“Hmmm,” she said as a second finger joined the first. She was tight, hot, wet, and willing. I groaned. I do groan, in agony.
“You like being fucked by my fingers?”
“Yesssss,” she said breathily. “I want more.”
“Do you?” My lips trailed the length of her neck as I pulled the moisture from her pussy, and her body jerked in my arms when I mapped her clit. “I want my mouth here.” My confession came out hungry, causing her to arch further, her breath heavy. She was gone, moaning and meeting my fingers with her eager, sweet pussy. I needed to taste her. I paused my workings as she protested with a hiss and took a finger into my mouth, dipping it right back into her. I savored the tangy taste as I used the same finger to push her over the edge. She came hard and fast and gripped the back of my head as she said my name low and pleading.
“Everywhere my fingers touch will belong to me.” It was a promise. I trailed my fingers over every inch of available flesh, her sweet pussy, her thighs, her ass, her stomach, breasts, and neck, ending with her lips. She sucked my finger, turning to look back at me, her eyes full of longing.
My cock jerked again. “I want my mouth here,” she said, grabbing the bulk of my cock and squeezing roughly. I couldn’t agree with her more. I wanted it there, too, but it would have to wait.
She stayed in my arms until I had no choice but to pull away and ready the boat for shore. She remained quiet on the way back, and I watched the wind pulling her long hair away from her face. God, she was heavenly. Even with a raging hard on, I found myself more content than I had been in years.
“This doesn’t have to be anything, Devin. It can end the minute I step off this boat.” The look she gave me told me she meant her words. She sensed my hesitanc
e, and I almost told her the truth.
Almost.
