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As he drove into me with thrust after thrust, he stared up at me, eyes adoring, full of lust and… something else I couldn’t quite place. Unable to take the intimacy, I closed my eyes, wanting to only focus on the feelings, how he touched me, how the desire and need unfurled within me. But Jensen had other plans.

With his thumb and forefinger, he took hold of my chin. “Look at me, Alex.”

I stubbornly refused to open my eyes. And he immediately stopped thrusting. I snapped my eyes open. “Jensen!”

“I asked you to look at me.”

Heat flushed my face. “I… It’s too much.”

He shook his head and started moving inside me again. “No. It’s perfect.” Pulling me close and levering himself up so we were in a more seated position, he kissed me slow and deep, brooking no argument from me. When he pulled back from the kiss, he resumed the deep thrusts into me. Gently now, as if we had all the time in the world. “I want you to be well aware of who’s inside you. Who’s making you feel this.”

Pleasure rode my spine, urging me to go faster, and I rocked against him.

Jensen pumped inside me again. Capturing my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he pinched gently, and my inner walls quickened.

He repeated the motion. Harder this time. I groaned as bliss chased the initial sting of pain.

“You like that?” His dark gaze settled on me.

I nodded. “Y-yes.”

He repeated it, and I tossed my head back. “Jensen, please. I need—”

With his other hand, he reached between us and stroked my clit.

“Oh God!” To allow him better access, I braced my arms behind me on his knees as I enjoyed his deft thumb and his hard strokes.

My orgasm crashed into me so fast I lost my balance on his knees and fell back. Shocks rippled through my body, and I groaned.

With a muffled curse, Jensen grabbed my hips and held tight as he increased his pace. With three more thrusts, he jerked and threw his whole body back. Inside me, his dick twitched, and I knew he was coming.

Unable to move on my own, I allowed him to pull me close. He kissed my temple and my forehead and my cheeks. I started to get up, but he stilled me.

“No. Not yet. I want to hold you for a minute.”

As I settled in, determined to enjoy the moment, I prayed I would never have to leave his arms.

Chapter17

JENSEN

“You all right?Not feeling seasick at all? The water is choppier today,” I said as the boat toured us around the island. Why had I avoided coming home for so long? I loved this place. But it had hurt too much to come home. Except, it didn't hurt now to be here with Alex. I didn't feel so alone.

"I'm fine. You worry too much."

“Well, I wasn't exactly worried about you. I was trying to find out what my chances were of getting laid." I winked at her before pulling her in for a quick kiss.

“Jensen Morrison, your family is on this boat. You realize that, right?"

I nuzzled her neck. She tasted so good right there. Okay, maybe she tasted that good all over. I had, after all, kissed every inch of her skin. Knew every button to push. I knew her body almost as well as I knew my own. I knew what would make her arch her back, what would make her sigh, what would make her stick her hands into my hair and tug. I liked the tugging part.

How are you ever going to not touch her again?

As I nuzzled, she sighed and I smiled against her skin, my hand sneaking under her long-sleeved T-shirt as my fingers played with the soft skin at the small of her back. I loved that spot. I wanted to lick it. And kiss it. And bite it.

With a frustrated growl, I drew back. She was right, my familywason the boat. The last thing Grandma Lucy needed was to walk in on me making love to Alex against the railing. Although, sex on the deck of this boat was one of my fantasies.

"Behave yourself," she said..

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