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clit, but he was moving faster now. Her inner walls were clenching with the need to be filled, but he was exerting just enough pressure over her sensitive bundle of nerves that she knew she’d be coming soon.
    Right out in public.
    Biting her bottom lip, she struggled not to squirm. She wondered if she should be embarrassed, but couldn’t dredge anything up. Not when this felt so damn good. A tiny moan escaped, but no one seemed to notice. She was so close. Her entire body had tensed, her nipples were tight and…
    “Now imagine my mouth in place of my hands.” His whisper was guttural, the need in his voice clear.
    That was what pushed her over the edge. Her climax rippled through her, pushing out from her core and searing all her nerve endings. It wasn’t a screaming type of orgasm, but the pleasure that punched through her left her a trembling, weak mess. Her abdomen clenched wildly as her body went to pitch forward. Travis held her in place, keeping her steady as she shook from the aftereffects. Her eyes fluttered shut and she swallowed convulsively, trying to keep herself contained. There was no hiding her ragged breathing though. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed but as she sagged against him, she saw the couple next to them gathering their empty to-go cups and blanket, still laughing and talking.
    Noel couldn’t move yet and luckily Travis didn’t seem to mind. In fact, his breathing was harsh and uneven just like hers as he slowly removed his hand. He lightly nuzzled her, feathering kisses along the sensitive area right behind her ear. She loved that he’d been affected by what had just happened too.
    There was a single brightly lit yacht decorated in blue, red, green and white lights straggling behind the other boats. As it faded into the distance, she got herself under control. Sort of. As quick as her still tingling fingers would allow, she zipped and buttoned up her pants.
    The blanket fell away as she turned to face Travis. She almost stumbled back from the raw heat in his gaze.
    “Next time, I get to see your face when you come.”
    Which meant there would be a next time. Sweet Lord, there’d better be one. And she wanted him to come too. To let go and find pleasure with her. She wanted to wrap her fingers and lips around him as he came in her mouth. Then she wanted to feel him sink deep inside her. Her eyes felt heavy lidded as she watched him. Unable to string together a coherent thought, she simply nodded. He leaned forward, his lips quirked up in a half-smile.
    Noel paused at the sound of a female voice calling Travis’s name. Whatever spell had wrapped around them was momentarily broken.
    Frowning, his expression pure exasperation, he pulled back and looked in the same direction Noel did. But then he smiled, a genuine one at the petite, gorgeous woman with long whitish-blonde hair striding toward them. She had on a black studded collar, studded leather wrist bracelets and, despite the cooler weather, wore a tight corseted mini-dress that laced up the front and pushed her very generous breasts out. Her legs were covered only because of her thigh high boots and her toned arms were covered in tattooed sleeves. She looked like a Goth Barbie doll.
    Stepping back, Noel let Travis slide off the bench to greet her. He smiled warmly at the woman and gave her a hug. “Surprised to see you here,” he said, his voice light.
    The woman shrugged, flicking a curious glance at Noel before returning her attention to Travis. “The kids wanted to come, so here we are.” She threw a glance behind her to where a tall, black man was wrangling two children both under the age of five. One was literally running circles around him screaming a holiday song at the top of his lungs while the other was trying to scale him as if he was a tree or jungle gym. “Thought I saw you with a woman and had to check it out.”
    Travis smiled and slung an arm around Noel’s shoulders, pulling her tight against him. The