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deep hunger.
"I'd like to go up on deck and see the stars." She spoke in a soft voice.
"All right, sweetheart." Threading his fingers through hers he led her across the room to the door.
He opened the door for her and then joined her, sliding his arm around her waist, pulling her close. "It will be windy." He glanced at the silk dress she wore. "Might be chilly."
He placed a soft kiss upon her temple and noted how warm her skin was. Perhaps they were either overheated from the dance floor or perhaps something else. Even though the ship had moved into warmer waters, nights at sea could be cool even in the Caribbean. They wouldn't stay out long or she might catch a chill.
They stepped outside and walked to the top deck as the breeze picked up, blowing her dress against her form. At the rails he pulled her close and rubbed her arms up and down. "Don't want you to catch a chill."
"Let's go down one level, out of the wind."
"Yes, good idea. It's cooler out than I thought."
They moved down the steps and over by the lounge chairs. He reversed one around so it faced the ocean instead of the pool. "We can relax and watch the ocean for a while. I'll hold you and keep you warm."
Women always sought his warmth. They'd snuggle in bed, seeking heat, wanting to be held. He enjoyed warming them, holding them close. One lover had even said he heated her from the inside out. He was used to women seeking his heat.
But Kara sought nothing from him.
It was refreshing. There was something special about her.
He didn't want to lose her. The more he spent time with Kara, the more time he wanted to spend with her.
They sat together, her back against his chest, his arms around her while bright stars shone overhead and the ocean moved in dark silence. He leaned his cheek against her head.
"I like holding you."
He felt her smile, along with her sigh.
"I like it too."
She nestled in closer, rubbing against him, and he tightened his arms around her.
*****
Kara watched the white caps in the ocean, enjoying the feel of Nate's arms around her, the warmth and strength in his body, his warm, spicy scent and the rumble in his chest as he murmured in her ear, his voice sending tingles down her neck.
She hadn't been held this way for a long time. Perhaps never held exactly this way. Kara closed her eyes to listen to Nate's voice, the quiet sounds of the ocean and the wind; the rapid beat of her heart.
She wished they could stay like this forever.
It was an impossible wish. He would get off the ship and go back to his job. She might never see him again.
She tried not to trust in wishes. She'd let the evening take her where it would. She didn't want to live with regret.
When he began kissing her ear, she gave herself up into the feeling, losing track of time as if nothing existed but this moment.
Nate tensed and she wondered what was wrong.
A drunken man almost fell into their deck chair.
"Hey you know a good party? All the nightclubs are closed. Won't give me 'nother drink."
Nate lifted Kara off of his lap and stood in front of her as he faced the man. "No, we don't."
The man tried to look around behind Nate, but he shifted his body sideways, blocking the man's view of Kara.
"What you got back there? Anything to drink?"
"No." Nate took Kara by the hand. They moved past the man.
"Where you going?"
"Come on, sweetheart, I'll walk you to your cabin," Nate said.
Kara wondered if Viv would be in the cabin. She'd ignored Kara all evening as she hung onto Adam.
Nate walked Kara to her cabin then leaned one hand against the wall. "I had a wonderful evening."
"Me too."
His lips met hers in a soft kiss. Her heart fluttered. It was a deep, delicious kiss.
They came up for air and she caught her breath. She turned and fumbled with the card key. "Would you like to come in?"
"Yes, I'd like that very much." His hand closed over hers, calming her nerves. "Here, sweetheart. Let me." He held open the door as she walked in then followed
"I'd like to go up on deck and see the stars." She spoke in a soft voice.
"All right, sweetheart." Threading his fingers through hers he led her across the room to the door.
He opened the door for her and then joined her, sliding his arm around her waist, pulling her close. "It will be windy." He glanced at the silk dress she wore. "Might be chilly."
He placed a soft kiss upon her temple and noted how warm her skin was. Perhaps they were either overheated from the dance floor or perhaps something else. Even though the ship had moved into warmer waters, nights at sea could be cool even in the Caribbean. They wouldn't stay out long or she might catch a chill.
They stepped outside and walked to the top deck as the breeze picked up, blowing her dress against her form. At the rails he pulled her close and rubbed her arms up and down. "Don't want you to catch a chill."
"Let's go down one level, out of the wind."
"Yes, good idea. It's cooler out than I thought."
They moved down the steps and over by the lounge chairs. He reversed one around so it faced the ocean instead of the pool. "We can relax and watch the ocean for a while. I'll hold you and keep you warm."
Women always sought his warmth. They'd snuggle in bed, seeking heat, wanting to be held. He enjoyed warming them, holding them close. One lover had even said he heated her from the inside out. He was used to women seeking his heat.
But Kara sought nothing from him.
It was refreshing. There was something special about her.
He didn't want to lose her. The more he spent time with Kara, the more time he wanted to spend with her.
They sat together, her back against his chest, his arms around her while bright stars shone overhead and the ocean moved in dark silence. He leaned his cheek against her head.
"I like holding you."
He felt her smile, along with her sigh.
"I like it too."
She nestled in closer, rubbing against him, and he tightened his arms around her.
*****
Kara watched the white caps in the ocean, enjoying the feel of Nate's arms around her, the warmth and strength in his body, his warm, spicy scent and the rumble in his chest as he murmured in her ear, his voice sending tingles down her neck.
She hadn't been held this way for a long time. Perhaps never held exactly this way. Kara closed her eyes to listen to Nate's voice, the quiet sounds of the ocean and the wind; the rapid beat of her heart.
She wished they could stay like this forever.
It was an impossible wish. He would get off the ship and go back to his job. She might never see him again.
She tried not to trust in wishes. She'd let the evening take her where it would. She didn't want to live with regret.
When he began kissing her ear, she gave herself up into the feeling, losing track of time as if nothing existed but this moment.
Nate tensed and she wondered what was wrong.
A drunken man almost fell into their deck chair.
"Hey you know a good party? All the nightclubs are closed. Won't give me 'nother drink."
Nate lifted Kara off of his lap and stood in front of her as he faced the man. "No, we don't."
The man tried to look around behind Nate, but he shifted his body sideways, blocking the man's view of Kara.
"What you got back there? Anything to drink?"
"No." Nate took Kara by the hand. They moved past the man.
"Where you going?"
"Come on, sweetheart, I'll walk you to your cabin," Nate said.
Kara wondered if Viv would be in the cabin. She'd ignored Kara all evening as she hung onto Adam.
Nate walked Kara to her cabin then leaned one hand against the wall. "I had a wonderful evening."
"Me too."
His lips met hers in a soft kiss. Her heart fluttered. It was a deep, delicious kiss.
They came up for air and she caught her breath. She turned and fumbled with the card key. "Would you like to come in?"
"Yes, I'd like that very much." His hand closed over hers, calming her nerves. "Here, sweetheart. Let me." He held open the door as she walked in then followed
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