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My hands grasp his head, my fingers pull at his hair, as my hips move in a frantic rhythm on their own. I’m like a wild madwoman, hell-bent on riding out this epic orgasm that’s threatening to erupt from within. When he curls his fingers upward, hitting that magical little button deep inside of me, I detonate. Rhenn sucks hard and licks frantically on my clit while his fingers pump into me, as I scream my release.
As I start to feel my body coming down from the epic high, Rhenn continues to lick and work his fingers in my pussy, clearly not ready to end his play. The gingerly strokes to my G-spot combined with his warm tongue lapping at my pulsing clit sends blood rushing to my center. I can feel the second one building before I can even think about stopping it. And why would I?
“Again,” he growls, removing his fingers and quickly replacing them with his tongue. He plunges his tongue deep inside repeatedly as his fingers find purchase with my clit. Rhenn pinches and caresses it, basically playing my body masterfully like a violin. The result is another orgasm that leaves my body completely boneless, with no life or energy remaining.
Rhenn curls up next to me on his side, his head in his hand as he gazes down at me. “You okay there, sweetheart?” His trademarked smirk is back, and if I had any energy left in my body, I’d probably smack his smug ass.
“Fine.” It comes out a pant.
“Ready for round two?” he asks, bending down and slowly kissing my lips.
When he finally allows me a moment to catch my breath, I respond, “Wasn’t that round two?”
“Hell, no. That was a really long, continual round one. Round two takes place on my boat. And we’ll both be naked.” His words are low and dirty, and believe it or not, my body responds. I have no idea how, but it does.
“We should grab the food,” I say, turning to my side and facing him. I slide my fingers through his hair, loving the way it feels.
“I’ll definitely be feeding you. I need you to keep up your strength. I’ll even let you catch a catnap between rounds two and three,” he replies, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
“Three?”
He bends down and grazes his lips over my jaw. “I told you, Angel. I won’t stop until you’ve had five.”
* * *
The boat ride is silent as we make our way to the bigger boat anchored offshore. Both times I was on this little thing, it was broad daylight, but now, it’s quite dark, which adds a little creepiness to the ambiance. There’s a bag of clean clothes on the floor between his bench seat and mine, an overnight bag on my lap. Do you know what else is riding shotgun in this boat?
Sexual tension.
We’ve got it in spades, that’s for sure. As soon as Rhenn got up from my bed (after thoroughly kissing me until I was breathless once more), he was gathering my bag for tonight’s excursion. He tried to mask the discomfort he had going on in his pants, but it was fruitless. He was hard and aching and ready for what’s next.
We approach the boat and he heads straight toward the lift on the back, which he lowers with a small remote control. “Are you okay on the ladder?” he asks, gently maneuvering us alongside it.
“Sure.” I got this.
“Leave the bags and I can throw them up when I secure this boat,” he says, shutting off the trolling motor and grabbing the rungs of the ladder. When he has us steady beside the boat, I make my way up the rungs and onto the deck. After a couple of successful ascents and descents, I feel like an ol’ pro at this whole boat thing.
On deck, I head over to where Nick stood the other day, ready to help Rhenn secure the small boat to the back. But Rhenn is obviously more than equipped with the knowledge and tools he needs to do the job solo, because before I know it, it’s secured and in place, he’s setting the bags on the deck, and climbing over the railing.
The moment his feet hit the ground, he pounces. Rhenn hoists me into his arms, my legs once more returning to his waist, and his lips are kissing me soundly. He bends down and grabs both bags in his hand, not even for a second breaking our connection, and heads toward the stairs. “One of these nights, I’m going to take you on the deck under the moon and stars.”
Rhenn secures the door, finishes carrying me down the stairs, and walks me straight back to the bedroom.
Where we realize we still have to make the bed.
He groans his frustrations (probably most of it sexual), and slowly lowers me to the floor. I lose my balance just a hair, stumbling to the side as the boat gently rocks. “Careful there, Angel,” he says as he reaches for my arm to help me balance.
“I’m not much of a seaman,” I tease, wondering if I’ll ever get my sea legs.
Rhenn throws me a smirk and replies, “Good thing for you I have the semen covered. Lots and lots of semen.”
The burn sweeps up my cheeks as a bubble of laughter flies from my lips. “Cocky much?”
“Soooo cocky,” he grumbles, flexing his hips and reminding me just how cocky he is when it presses against my side.
“You’re unbelievable,” I giggle, turning into his embrace as his hand grips my hip.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
