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She looked away but only managed to find their reflection in the large mirror. With a fist under her chin, he nudged her face back to him.
“How did you manage to break even?” he repeated.
She sighed. “I didn’t play.”
He jerked back. “You didn’t . . . you didn’t play? Why?”
“So you would win,” she answered meekly, feeling like a fool.
Seth’s laughter was gale force as it exploded from his large body. “Youwantedmeto win?”
She nodded, feeling more foolish by the second.
“Oh, baby.Iwantedyouto win.”
She shook her head. “That doesn’t make any sense. I promised if you won, I’d do whatever you wanted. I thought you’d want to win.”
Instead of responding, he bent his head and took her mouth. Unlike the almost innocent kisses he’d peppered on her throughout dinner, this one left no doubt that she would’ve enjoyed helping Seth celebrate his victory.
When he finally broke the kiss, he stayed close with his mouth almost touching hers. “All I want is to pleasure you,” he whispered. “My wish is to fulfill yours.”
And now her panties were damp. She could feel the slick slide of her body readying itself for him. With shaking hands, she took his face and stared into his eyes. A lot could be learned about a person from their eyes. Seth’s eyes told her she could trust him, that no matter what she wanted, he’d give it to her and ask for no more than she was willing to give in return.
She pressed her mouth against his, parting his lips with her tongue. He eagerly opened for her, allowing her access to explore. She imagined he’d offer that same access to the rest of his body. As she pressed closer, smashing her breasts against his chest and moving enough to cause a friction that rubbed at her nipples and caused her core to throb, she kicked herself for not doing this on the first day of the cruise. Kissing Seth was its own euphoria, feeling his body against hers was almost nirvana. Once he was inside her, she’d willingly succumb to the ecstasy.
His hands slid up her sides, stopping to cup her breasts. She pushed her chest forward, eager for more of his touch. Already she felt like a bomb ticking and ticking, ready to explode. She wanted him to kiss her deeper, squeeze her tighter. As much as his touch thrilled her, she needed more.
Seth broke the kiss, but he didn’t pull away. “What is it? What do you need?”
How did she answer him when she didn’t even know? She placed one hand on his chest, reveling in the pounding of his heart against her palm. “I’m not really sure how to do this.”
Seth smirked, but it was so gentle and playful, she found herself melting closer to him. “I wasn’t aware you were a virgin, Corey.”
She liked the way he called her by her old nickname, like somehow he knew the old her and wasn’t afraid of her. It reminded her that she shouldn’t be afraid either—not of the woman she used to be or of becoming her again. He reminded her that it was okay to miss that part of herself, even more okay to embrace it.
“You know I’m not,” she replied. She’d been a married woman once. She might not have had a lot of partners, but she’d had a lot of sex.
“Then you know how this works. I have no doubt about that.”
“Maybe I’ve forgotten.” She bit down on her bottom lip until the pain made her stop, then eased her tongue over the sore spot.
Seth’s gaze darkened as he watched her mouth. “Honey, I don’t think you could forget if you tried. You’re too innately sexy to not figure it out.”
A small thrill went through her at his words. Innately sexy? Had anyone ever thought that about her before? If so, they’d certainly never voiced the thought.
“Why don’t you start by telling me what you want me to do,” Seth offered.
Breathing easier, she nodded. “I wanted you to win because I wanted you to be in charge. I wanted you to . . . to do whatever you want to me.”
A puff of air escaped his parted lips, tickling her nose with the smoky scent of the bourbon he’d drank earlier. “There aren’t enough days left on this boat for me to get through all the things I want to do to you.”
His words and the way he looked at her—like he’d never wanted anyone or anything more than he wanted her right then—bolstered her confidence. “Then you better get started,” she told him before nipping his bottom lip.
* * *
Seth’s dick throbbed, pressing against the zipper of his slacks. Courtney claimed she didn’t know what to do, but she was wrong. No woman had ever had him in such knots before. He wanted to kiss her slow but also rough and wild. He wanted to undress her inch by inch but also rip her clothes off and bury himself inside her. How was he supposed to know which way was best?
She stepped away and dropped her purse on the dresser. As the bag tilted to the side, the twenty-dollar chip from the casino slipped out and rolled across the top of the dresser. It seemed to scream at him, reminding him she’d wanted him to win. She’d wanted him to be in charge. She’d get what she wanted.
