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A man who could scald her skin with one sizzling touch.
Swallowing hard, she unzipped her hoodie and slid it off. Mostly, she wanted to peel off layers to get a better feel of Jack when she touched him. But seeing the way his eyes widened at the sight of her in a couple of thin, layered tank tops, she was all the more gratified with her decision to start undressing.
“Like what you see, Murphy?” She couldn’t help asking the question. Her heart had ached over him long enough that she would gladly rake in all the affirmation – verbal and otherwise – that he wanted her now.
“I’ll tell you when I see a little more.” He tucked two fingers beneath the straps on her shoulder and nudged them off.
The heat of his gaze stroked the tops of her breasts as surely as a caress, the tips pebbling tight. Breath catching, she reached for the drawstring on the lounge pants she’d worn around the galley for cooking, letting the bright, printed flannel fall into a heap at her feet. As the night breeze hit her bare thighs and wound around her cotton bikini panties, she flattened a palm to his chest.
Beneath the gray t-shirt he wore, his skin radiated heat like a furnace. The flames practically danced up her fingertips as she touched him.
“I like what I see,” he finally admitted. “A whole lot.” He returned his touch to her other shoulder, pulling the straps down on the other side of her tank top. “So much that I can’t wait to see everything. Feel everything. Taste everything.”
He wrapped his hands around her waist and drew her to him until she fit snug against him, then he dropped a kiss to her bare shoulder and peeled her shirts down, down. Exposing her breasts to his questing mouth.
Nerve endings fired to life all over. Alicia’s head lolled back as she gave over command of her body to his touch. His tongue.
He licked at the taut peak of one nipple, sending her into a paroxysm of sensual shivers. A hungry moan ripped from her throat and she threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him there as he feasted on one breast and then the other.
Sweet warmth curled in her belly, melting the place between her thighs. Unsure how to communicate the new ache requiring his attention, she rolled her hips against the rock hard length behind the fly of his cargo shorts. His thigh was between her legs in an instant, pressing right where she needed. Right where she wanted.
But that relief was fleeting too, driving a deeper hunger.
“Maybe I should be the one to offer us sexual favors now,” his voice rumbled in her ear.
“Okay.” She nodded helplessly, trembling so badly her fingers shook and her temples tingled. She was all sensation and reaction. “Although it seems I like to give them as much as to receive them.”
Her last favor had taught her plenty about what he liked and she couldn’t wait to deploy that particular sensual weapon again. But now, waiting to see what he had in mind, she wanted nothing more than to have him inside her. He surprised her by picking her up and carrying her down the steps into the cabin below.
“You’re dragging me back to your cave,” she mused as her eyes adjusted to the dark, wondering what he had in mind. “I thought men were visual creatures that like to see what’s happening.”
“I do.” He switched on a nightlight near the door that glowed red, a color that helped sailors maintain their night vision if he had to go back on deck. “But I can see well enough now.”
Depositing her on the bed in the middle of the dark blue bedspread, he stood over her. He remained fully dressed while she’d only kept on a pair of panties and a tank top that drifted down around her waist.
“I can’t give you much of a striptease, if that’s what you’re looking for.” She skimmed a hand along her bare breasts. “I’m mostly naked anyhow. But I can think of another favor you might like…”
She lifted a hand to palm the bulge in his shorts. To stroke him.
His eyelids drifted close for an instant before he seemed to force them back open.
“No.” He gripped her wrist, imprisoning her gently. “The favor I want requires you to close your eyes.”
Feeling highly compliant with whatever he requested, she did as he asked, plunging herself into darkness while he hovered over her at the foot of the bed.
Cool night air blew in through the cabin window, whispering over her fevered skin while he made shuffling sounds that suggested he was taking off his clothes. She debated taking a peek, but before she acted on the impulse, he knelt between her thighs.
Her eyes flew open. His fingers curved around her hips, holding her still.
“That’smyfavor toyou?” She couldn’t deny a surge of arousal at the sight of his broad, tanned hands on her skin, his shoulder sliding beneath her thigh.
Slowly, deliberately, he rubbed his jaw along the soft cotton of her panties, just above the place that throbbed for his touch.
“Maybe it’s a favor for both of us. But what I need from you right now is for you to lay still and let me do whatever I please.” He nipped at her hip with his teeth, then clamped down on the lace hem of her underwear, drawing the bikini bottoms down.
Down.
Laying still wouldn’t have been an option as he worked the fabric lower except that he held her tight, pinning her hips to the mattress. Her toes curled and her fingers twisted in the bedspread. His touch, his presence between her thighs, would have been devastating enough all on their own.
