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“Tim, with as humid as it is, that could take five minutes!”
He put his foot between hers, nudged her legs a bit farther apart, and brushed his lips against the lovely, tender bend of her graceful neck. “I’m aware of that, pretty girl. Perfectly aware.”
Valerie furrowed her brow, pouted, and narrowed her eyes at him all in the span of five seconds, but then she smoothed out her face and nodded.
“Good.”
He gave all the exposed spots of him a blast of sunblock and grabbed the tablet. He couldn’t wait to see what kind of terse obfuscating Clay had to say about Leah.
As Tim waited for his email to load on the slow satellite connection, he cracked the seal on a bottle of water and carried it to Valerie.
“Are you hot?” he asked her.
“A little.”
“I’ll get you one of those floppy sun hats for the next time and maybe loan you a pair of my sunglasses. Open your mouth.”
She did, and he set the bottle’s mouth against it and poured cool water into her mouth. She swallowed greedily and clamped it between her lips when he tried to pull it away.
“Trying to make me work extra hard, huh? We haven’t had a talk about discipline yet. Maybe we need to move that up the agenda. Until then, you’re off the hook.”
She made the tiniest sigh of relief.
“How are your shoulders?” He pressed the capped bottle between her breasts and watched her abs clench and dance as he dragged it down her belly.
“T-they’re burning a little.”
“I bet you’re almost dry. You’re doing such a good job.” He dragged the bottle next down the insides of her clenching thighs. “Are you burning here?”
“No, Tim.”
“How about here?” He slid his fingers between her legs and tucked one into her slit. “I think you’re burning.”
She clenched around the intrusion and rolled her shoulders back, but her feet planted and mouth and hands in place. “I’m hot there.”
“Want me to fan it with the end of my crop?”
Her startled intake of air might have been concerning if she hadn’t clamped down even tighter around his finger.
“I think you’d like that,” he teased. “Do you think it would do the job? But you know, it’d have to get real close. If I accidentally hit your clit and pussy a few times, would you want me to keep fanning you?”
“Yes.”
No hesitationthere.
Interesting.
“I’ll keep that in mind for the next time you’re hot, then. Why don’t you take a load off?” He slid his finger out of her, put it into his mouth, and said around it, “We can see what Clay had to say.”
She watched him suck every bit of her flavor off his digit before she moved, and that curiosity she wore so openly on her pretty face damn near killed him. She didn’t know what to expect from him—he knew that—but she really did seem like she wasn’t used to having someone enjoy her body and her company so much.
A pity for her, but no skin off Tim’s teeth. He liked that there were some things he could teach her still.
She took the same seat as the night before and picked up a sandwich. He’d meant what he’d said about the floppy hat and sunglasses. She was so pretty free and natural the way she was, but his urge was to take care of her in every way she would let him, and he didn’t want to be reckless. He hurried down to his bedroom to find her another oversized T-shirt and grabbed a baseball cap from the storage chest.
She made a face when he pressed it over her hair.
“It’s clean, pretty girl.” He flopped onto the seat beside her and woke up his tablet screen. “I promise you, there’s no redneck sweat in that hat band. The only head that hat’s been on was on a Styrofoam display head, and maybe not even that. I’ve got a bunch of them on the boat. I use them for promotional giveaways when I meet folks with rented boats at ports.” And sometimes he gave them to random homeless people he encountered on the streets with a fifty-dollar bill discretely tucked inside. The U.S. dollar was accepted pretty much everywhere he haunted.
