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“Turn around,” he told her, his voice deeper, more commanding than normal.
Courtney’s eyes widened.
“Turn around,” he repeated, moving his finger in a small circle.
When Courtney swallowed, he watched her throat work and ground his teeth together. Slowly, she turned around, exposing her back to his hungry gaze. She’d worn a nearly backless dress, proving she wore no bra. As he slid up behind her, he wrapped her hair in his fist and moved it aside, then pressed his lips to the newly exposed skin. She shivered and a low whimper escaped her parted lips. He smiled against her neck. Whimpers wouldn’t do until after. After she’d screamed his name, moaned her pleasure, and was too exhausted to make any other sound. He'd make her whimper. Later.
With his free hand, he pinched the zipper of her dress between his fingers and slid it down inch by excruciating inch. When he reached the end, he pressed his mouth against her ear and whispered, “Take it off.”
As Courtney lifted her hand to the strap of her dress, it trembled. A part of Seth considered telling her she didn’t have to. If she was uncomfortable, if anything he asked wasn’t what she wanted, she could tell him no. But then she shoved the first strap off her shoulder and reached for the second. No chance in hell he was telling her to stop now. With his hand still wrapped in her hair, he turned her so she faced him. When he released her hair, his injured fingers twisted uncomfortably, and he winced.
“Oh, Seth, your fingers. I forgot.” She reached for his hand.
He pulled away. “Don’t you worry about my fingers,” he told her, brushing them along her now naked chest. He traced one breast, trailing his finger under the curve of her breast, then over the swell before circling her nipple and watching it tighten. “My fingers are feeling no pain.” To further prove his point, he pushed his hand under her dress and trailed his finger up the front of her panties.Damp.
Forcing a control he felt slipping more and more by the minute, he stepped back and nodded at her dress. “The rest of it.”
When she hesitated, he raised a brow. “Is there a problem, Corey?”
Her eyes narrowed and a look of determination gleamed back at him. She shimmied the dress off her hips and stood before him in a pair of black lace boy-shorts. “These too?” she asked.
At least he thought that’s what she said. All his blood had surged to his groin since it was apparently doing all the thinking for him now.
He nodded. “Those too.” His voice came out weaker than it had when he’d first told her to get undressed. She must’ve noticed because her tongue flicked out over her plump lips before she pulled the bottom one between her teeth and gave him a sultry smile.
For days now he’d watched her bite that lip, tonight he’d do more than watch. He pressed his thumb in the center of it. Immediately she released her bite. He slipped his thumb between her lips, feeling the wet slide of her tongue. She sucked, pulling his thumb deeper. His dick grew harder with each tiny suck on his thumb. He wanted inside her mouth, but not yet. Not tonight. Tonight, he was going to show Courtney what she’d been missing the last few years.
Pulling his thumb free, he sank to his knees in front of her. Already he could see a small wet spot on the front of her panties and smell the scent of her arousal. Nothing drove him crazier than knowing a woman wanted him. Knowing Courtney wanted him was some powerfully heady shit.
Hooking his fingers into the sides of her panties, he slid them down her thighs, then let them drop to the floor around her feet. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but he wrapped his fingers around her wrists and pulled her hands away, placing them on her hips.
“Don’t hide yourself from me. None of you. Ever.”
Her breath hitched, but she only nodded.
Still holding her hands against her hips, he pressed his mouth between her thighs. When she jerked against him, he squeezed her hips tighter, holding her still. Then he dipped his tongue between her folds, licking and sucking. Courtney gasped as she bucked her hips against his mouth. He released her hands, sliding his own hands down to her ass. He clutched at the firm globes and held her tight against his face, eating and sucking at her.
“Seth,” she gasped, tangling her fingers into his hair. “Seth.”
He hummed against her and, letting go of her tight cheek, slipped one finger between her thighs and inside her. Her body tightened around him, her hips moving, grinding her core against him, before a flood of warmth covered his fingers and mouth.
“Oh my God. Seth.” Courtney panted, leaning her weight against him.
He gave her one last kiss between her thighs then rose to his feet. “Did you like that?” he asked her.
She studied him through lust drunk eyes. “That’s not the end of your list, is it?”
He grinned. “Hell no, baby. That was just the prologue.”
* * *
Courtney could barely stand. She wanted to discover what else Seth had in store for her, but after that orgasm, she wasn’t sure she had the energy to find out. Until Seth started working on the buttons of his shirt. Although she’d seen him shirtless every day since the cruise had started, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from each new inch of naked flesh he revealed.
“Something catch your attention?” he asked as he slipped the last button through its hole.
Her gaze remained focused on the trail of hair that disappeared behind his waistband and the bulge straining the front of his pants. There was no way he didn’t know the answer to his question, but just in case, she nodded then slowly dragged her gaze up each sculpted muscle of his rock-hard abs and over his pecs. Her tongue slipped between her lips. She wanted to lick him. Everywhere.
“Why don’t you help me out of this?” He shrugged his shoulders so his shirt shifted, slipping to his back.
