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All she could focus on was the way his thighs tightened against hers as he moved and the way his breath felt against her neck as he concentrated on the hook.
She turned to look up at him, squirming a little against him. “Aren’t you going to fish?”
She didn’t mean for her voice to come out quite so breathy. It was just that she didn’t seem to have any breath left. Seeing his eyes go soft and his slow sexy grin seemed to have taken it all away.
“I’m happy to watch you.” He cleared his throat. “Watch you fish, I mean. This way I can help you if you catch one.”
Turning in the seat, she pulled her leg across the bench so she was facing him. She knew her hip grazed against him with the movement and reveled in the quick intake of his breath.
Where had this brazen little minx come from?
Her goal had been to turn over a new leaf, to take control of her decisions, her actions, her life. She was ready. In the still of the night, on a glassy lake sprinkled with stars and moonlight.
She couldn’t have imagined a more romantic setting. Except for the whole fishing pole with a dead bloody worm on the end, it was almost perfect.
This was what she deemed a moment . An instant where time stands still and everything feels exactly right. She was going for it.
She rested one hand on Wade’s muscled chest and traced his jawline with her other. Saying nothing, she was sure he could hear the fierce pounding of her heart in the quiet night.
He stiffened but didn’t pull back.
She couldn’t tear her gaze from his and leaned closer, gently grazing her lips against his. Sliding her hand up his chest, she cupped his neck, drawing his mouth closer to hers.
Hesitating, she felt him hold back, as if trying to decide if this was a good idea or not, but only for a second, then his arm slid around her waist and pulled her tight against him.
His mouth crushed hers in a kiss filled with desire and hunger.
She kissed him back, matching his passion, lost in the heat of the moment.
The fishing pole clattered to the floor of the boat then both of his hands were on her, touching, squeezing, caressing her body.
Crazed with a desire to get closer to him, she lifted his T-shirt, and he leaned back and yanked it off.
Grasping the hem of her shirt, he pulled it over her head and tossed it in the bottom of the boat. He dipped his head, grazing the tops of her breasts with his lips as his fingers easily unclasped her bra and slid it off.
Holy mother. She’d never done anything so bold in her life.
She was half naked in the middle of a lake, and she couldn’t care less.
The only thing she did care about was getting closer to this man. She arched her back and pressed tighter against him, clutching his muscled forearms as he took her pert nipple between his lips.
A soft moan escaped her lips, and she was lost.
Lost in his touch, in the caress of the warm summer night’s air against her skin, lost in the moment of pure bliss. Of the pleasure of a man’s lust as he desired her.
A whirring sound filled the air, and his hands froze on her back.
“Holy crap! You got a fish!” He scrambled on the floor of the boat for the fishing pole, grabbed it and reeled in the line. “Grab that net.”
Seriously?
She was half naked and sitting between his legs, and he wanted her to help him catch a fish?
She looked up at him and had to grin at the huge smile on his face. He was really excited about that fish.
“Come on, baby. It’s a big one. Hurry, get the net, before he gets away!” He stood up in the boat, coaxing the line as he braced his legs on either side of the bench.
She scrambled from the seat and grabbed the net. “Got it.”
Turning, she held up the net just as Wade swung the fish out of the water and landed it right in her lap.
Letting out a shriek, the slimy fish wriggled against her bare skin, and she flailed her arms, scrambling back.
Her sudden weight shift tipped the boat, and before she could regain her
All she could focus on was the way his thighs tightened against hers as he moved and the way his breath felt against her neck as he concentrated on the hook.
She turned to look up at him, squirming a little against him. “Aren’t you going to fish?”
She didn’t mean for her voice to come out quite so breathy. It was just that she didn’t seem to have any breath left. Seeing his eyes go soft and his slow sexy grin seemed to have taken it all away.
“I’m happy to watch you.” He cleared his throat. “Watch you fish, I mean. This way I can help you if you catch one.”
Turning in the seat, she pulled her leg across the bench so she was facing him. She knew her hip grazed against him with the movement and reveled in the quick intake of his breath.
Where had this brazen little minx come from?
Her goal had been to turn over a new leaf, to take control of her decisions, her actions, her life. She was ready. In the still of the night, on a glassy lake sprinkled with stars and moonlight.
She couldn’t have imagined a more romantic setting. Except for the whole fishing pole with a dead bloody worm on the end, it was almost perfect.
This was what she deemed a moment . An instant where time stands still and everything feels exactly right. She was going for it.
She rested one hand on Wade’s muscled chest and traced his jawline with her other. Saying nothing, she was sure he could hear the fierce pounding of her heart in the quiet night.
He stiffened but didn’t pull back.
She couldn’t tear her gaze from his and leaned closer, gently grazing her lips against his. Sliding her hand up his chest, she cupped his neck, drawing his mouth closer to hers.
Hesitating, she felt him hold back, as if trying to decide if this was a good idea or not, but only for a second, then his arm slid around her waist and pulled her tight against him.
His mouth crushed hers in a kiss filled with desire and hunger.
She kissed him back, matching his passion, lost in the heat of the moment.
The fishing pole clattered to the floor of the boat then both of his hands were on her, touching, squeezing, caressing her body.
Crazed with a desire to get closer to him, she lifted his T-shirt, and he leaned back and yanked it off.
Grasping the hem of her shirt, he pulled it over her head and tossed it in the bottom of the boat. He dipped his head, grazing the tops of her breasts with his lips as his fingers easily unclasped her bra and slid it off.
Holy mother. She’d never done anything so bold in her life.
She was half naked in the middle of a lake, and she couldn’t care less.
The only thing she did care about was getting closer to this man. She arched her back and pressed tighter against him, clutching his muscled forearms as he took her pert nipple between his lips.
A soft moan escaped her lips, and she was lost.
Lost in his touch, in the caress of the warm summer night’s air against her skin, lost in the moment of pure bliss. Of the pleasure of a man’s lust as he desired her.
A whirring sound filled the air, and his hands froze on her back.
“Holy crap! You got a fish!” He scrambled on the floor of the boat for the fishing pole, grabbed it and reeled in the line. “Grab that net.”
Seriously?
She was half naked and sitting between his legs, and he wanted her to help him catch a fish?
She looked up at him and had to grin at the huge smile on his face. He was really excited about that fish.
“Come on, baby. It’s a big one. Hurry, get the net, before he gets away!” He stood up in the boat, coaxing the line as he braced his legs on either side of the bench.
She scrambled from the seat and grabbed the net. “Got it.”
Turning, she held up the net just as Wade swung the fish out of the water and landed it right in her lap.
Letting out a shriek, the slimy fish wriggled against her bare skin, and she flailed her arms, scrambling back.
Her sudden weight shift tipped the boat, and before she could regain her
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