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Damn. No wonder she’s so fucking anxious. Most people would be curled up in a ball at the nearest psych hospital after what she’s been through. Instead, she’s jumping off waterfalls and sailing around the Philippines. I misjudged her. She’s not timid at all. She’s a fucking warrior.
“And now it’s just you.”
“Well, not really,” she says with a small smile. “I have Gemma and Charlotte. You met them at the club. In Vegas.”
I remember the two women she’d been with. A pretty, feisty-looking girl with auburn hair and a willowy dark-haired beauty. “Your friends.”
“Yes. But they’re more than friends. They’re family. I don’t know what I would have done without them. And I also have my grandma.” She sits up, and I can see her creamy shoulders are turning pink.
“You’re burning. You have any sunscreen?”
“Sunscreen. Right.” I hadn’t seen her come up from the hatch with anything, but she frowns as she looks around the deck. “Um. I forgot to pack sunscreen,” she admits sheepishly.
“Don’t worry. This is a full-service boat.” I get up and grab the bottle I brought. “I won’t even charge you extra for it.”
“Gee, thanks.” She laughs softly, and my cock responds by standing at attention.
She reaches for the bottle, but I ignore her outstretched hand. I have to feel her skin just one more time. “It’s your back and shoulders that are burning. I’ll do it.”
“Okay.” The breathless sound sets my imagination racing.
“Lie down.”
She settles herself face down on the cushion. I sit down on the edge next to her, taking a moment to appreciate the sight of her lean body stretched out next to me before I gather her long hair in my hand and move it aside. The gesture is oddly intimate. I squirt some of the sun-warmed lotion into my hands and massage it onto her back. She stretches deliciously like a kitten being petted, and I wonder how long it’s been since a man has touched her. Stroked her. Taken her. Reminded her she’s a woman.
I take my time, kneading her shoulders and back as I rub the lotion in, enjoying the exquisite feel of her skin as much as the way she begins to relax under my hands. Having this unlimited access to McKenzie is heady. The sexual awareness crackles between us with even more intensity now, although how the hell that’s possible is fucking beyond me. All I have to do is touch her and my cock turns into a rock. Hell, she walks into the room and I have a woody.
“You know, you remind me of my brother somehow,” she murmurs. “I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
“I wish you reminded me of my sister,” I growl.
That makes her smile, and I realize I could get drunk on McKenzie Prescott’s smile.
“Really?” She’s turned away and her voice is slightly muffled. “You could have fooled me. I thought there was something wrong with me after we went back to your room and you weren’t interested anymore.”
“Oh, I was plenty interested.”
I move to her lower back, my fingers slipping under the waist of her bikini bottom to rub lotion over the gentle rise of her ass, and she inhales sharply.
“Then why did you stop?”
“The phone rang. I realized it was three a.m., we were drunk on alcohol and each other, and I didn’t want to do anything you’d regret in the morning.”
“I wouldn’t have regretted it.” Then, “But that’s sweet. You may look all tough and intimidating, but you’re really a closet nice guy.”
My laugh sounds more like a bark. She has no idea how wrong she is. “Make no mistake, McKenzie. I’m not a nice guy. Far from it. You wouldn’t say that if you knew the things I wanted to do to you that night.” Or if she knew what I really want from her.
She wriggles slightly, her pelvis pressing into the cushion. Her smooth skin is hot under my hands. God, but I want her. I want to feel her grinding into me. I want to hold her hips as I pull her down on my cock, sheathing myself in her wet heat as I watch her eyes darken with need. But she’s off-limits. I shouldn’t be touching her at all.
“Tell me.” It’s a sultry request.
Why not? The sooner she knows just how debased my thoughts are, the better. It will no doubt shock the shit out of a good girl like her. Maybe if I tell her exactly what I want to do to her and rid her of the notion that I’m a nice guy, she’ll stop seducing me with those big blue eyes and that body that won’t quit, and I can spend the rest of the trip sailing instead of wondering what she would feel like under me, wanting to know if she comes loudly or with soft little whimpers. “All right, sweetheart. Just remember, you asked.”
A small smile plays across her lips. “I’ll take my chances.”
I speak softly as I continue massaging the lotion into her sun-warmed skin. “I’d begin with a kiss. The kind that lets you know exactly how I intend to fuck you.” I slip my hand farther into her swimsuit bottom to caress her ass and then squeeze. There’s another quick little inhalation. I slide my hand out and take my time, squirting more lotion into my hands before moving to the top of her thighs.
“I’d undress you. Slowly and deliberately, so you were completely naked. Exposed to me.”
