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Dune tapped his glass to hers. “You’re the first person I’ve met who’s knocked me to my knees, Caroline Taylor.”
“Is that a good thing?” she asked as she took a sip of her champagne.
“It’s the best damn thing,” he told her. He brought his glass to his lips and sipped. “My mom has told us that the day a woman makes us feel like we have butterflies in our stomachs, it’s the day we know we’ve found the one we want to spend our lives with.”
“And you have butterflies?”
“A kaleidoscope of them.”
“You’re a rare breed, Captain Blue Balls.”
Dune laughed hard and worked to regain his composure. “When you have a nickname like that, you gotta keep up your reputation.” He winked, hoping to convey silliness.
They moved over to the bench and sat down and mirrored the way each other sat, with one leg under the other. Dune could sit like this forever. Staring at Caroline was quickly becoming one of his favorite things to do. Every so often, Dune would play with a strand of Caroline’s hair, and she would feed him a cracker with meat and cheese. He would return the gesture with a grape or refill her flute with more champagne. When they emptied that bottle, he made them cocktails, and wished he had a small blender to make her favorite. Dune made a mental note to add one to the boat, especially if they were going to host parties on the barge. Although, the amount of ice needed might put a damper on things.
Without warning, Caroline pulled off her sweatshirt, baring her breasts for Dune. He gasped at how brazen she was, right there in the open waters, with hardly anything preventing another boater from seeing them. His mouth watered and his tongue wet his lips in anticipation. His eyes moved hungrily over her body, and he felt a wave of desire pulse through him. She reached up and touched his face, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw.
"Do you want me?" she asked, her voice a low whisper.
He ached for her with a powerful yearning that he had never felt before. He couldn’t form the words to tell her how much, so all he could do was nod in response. Caroline smiled, her lips curving upward into a devilish smirk. One hand reached up and caressed the side of his face tenderly as she leaned in closer to him. She kissed him with a fiery passion, their tongues dancing together as they grew more and more eager for one another.
Dune's rough hands encased her breast, drawing circles around and around until her skin seemed to spark. The sensation caused her to tremble and moan, and for a moment he felt as if time had stopped, and the entire world focused on them. To think he had almost lost her because of someone’s vendetta against him.
Their breath intermingled, the heat of their lips coming together as their tongues explored each other's mouths. Dune moved his hands slowly down her back, while hers wound around his neck, her fingers playing with the short tufts of his hair. His lips left hers and she cried out. Dune smiled and then kissed his way from her ear, down her neck and over her shoulder.
He slowly lowered himself to his knees, his fingertips tracing every contour of her body as he went. He felt her curves, her warmth radiating to him, and his heart raced with the anticipation of what was to come. His hands finally met her breasts where they lingered for a moment, feeling their softness and absorbing the heat of her skin. He sat back on his knees and looked up into her eyes, seeing a deep vulnerability that struck him to his core. He felt as if he could look into her forever.
Her breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips grazing her nipple in a gentle, reverent kiss. The touch was electric, and he felt her entire body tense beneath his touch. Dune moved to her other breast, giving it the same treatment. He nipped, sucked, and swirled his tongue around her nipples, showing them as much pleasure as their beauty demanded.
His hands moved from her breasts, tracing the outline of her waistband before dipping into her sweats. Dune tugged, and she lifted her hips to aid him in pulling her pants off. He reveled at the sight of her, bare and panty free.
Caroline leaned back, propped her feet up on the cushion, and spread her legs for him. Dune salivated at the gift before him. Her perfect pink pussy was on display just for him.
For a moment, their eyes connected in a silent exchange of desire. Dune felt the heat rushing to his groin as he swallowed at the sight of her nakedness. He moved closer so that he was kneeling between her legs, then placed his hands underneath them, wanting them to feel the warmth of his palms. He nuzzled his face in his own personal heaven.
