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She leaned down and read the words upside down.Good Neighbor.

“Cute.”

“What is?”

If it weren’t for Tim’s hands at her waist, she might have toppled over the railing and lost whatever little dignity she might have had before stepping onboard.

He held her firmly, pressed between his hard body and the railing, and she soothed herself from the fright with the sounds of his even breaths and the feel of his heart against her back.

“Am I going to have to put a harness and leash on you so you don’t get yourself in trouble, pretty girl?”

“I…hope you don’t like that.”

“Doesn’t really do anything for me, but if you need it, I’ll make sure you get it.”

“I don’t think I need it.”

“Good.” He released her from his tight hug but didn’t completely let go. He dragged his hands down her sides and gripped the fabric of her dress, tugging it up a bit.

She pushed involuntarily onto her toes to rub her ass against his crotch—to urge him on—but it was too far away. She’d never considered herself to be short, but Tim had left average in the dust by several inches.

“Careful, unless you want to give folks a show.” His wanton tongue lashed across her sensitive earlobe.

As her brain tried to make sense of the silky glide, her pussy clenched in response. Valerie moaned at the empty ache. “Maybe right about now, I wouldn’t mind a show.”

“For once, I would. They might like it so much that they’d start to expect it. Personally, I like to keep some things private.”

Right. Private.

He was right, of course. People were already starting to recognize her. If keeping her reputation aboveboard was her goal, she probably didn’t want to be spotted rubbing one out against Tim Dowd’s hard thigh.

She ducked out of his hold and continued her self-tour, though at a much faster pace.

Tim followed, chuckling quietly. “Do you have anyone you want to let know you’ll be away for a while? If so, you should do that now while you’re still the in range of cellular towers. You might be…mmm,tied uplater.”

“T-tied up?” she stammered. She didn’t think he was being figurative.

Winking, he began to deftly unmoor the boat. “Mm-hmm. I’ll admit that’s one of my fetishes. You’ll have to find out the rest. I love rope. I love seeing women wear it.” He moved on to the next tether and unfastened that one, too. “I hope you’re flexible.”

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Apparently, boats had autopilot just like planes did. Once Tim got the boat steered away from the shore and out into the sound, heading toward the Atlantic, he’d pulled Valerie up onto the small upper deck and plopped her onto his lap.

“Uh…is this safe?” She sat stiffly, eying the boats in the near distance.

“For the moment. I’ll go down and twiddle some knobs in a bit. Right now, I want to twiddle yours.” He spread her knees, so her legs dangled over the sides of the lounger and pulled her back against his chest.

“Oh, is that the plan for the evening?”

He nudged her panties aside, put her hand there to hold them in place, and slipped his fingers into her mouth. “Wet those.”

She lashed her tongue against the tips.

“You can do better than that, pretty girl. Or don’t you want them in your pussy?”

“Umm…”Yes. The answer is yes.She suspected he could probably set her off like a bottle rocket and would have to get that net hung on lower deck’s wall and fish her out of the water when she was done coming. She just hadn’t expected him to get down to business—as it were—when they could still so clearly see the coast behind them.

“You were so tight when I was tonguing you,” he said, swirling his fingers around her mouth. “Are you still tight or did you play while I was gone?”

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