Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
The kiss was gentle, but then a wave of passion washed over them both and the kiss became more urgent and needy, as if they were both desperate to get closer and feel more of each other. Their breathing became more labored, and they intertwined their hands, clinging to each other as if they were one.
When they finally pulled apart, they were both flushed and panting, their faces lit with a combination of surprise, shock, and pure pleasure. Neither of them said a word. They just stared into each other's eyes. Dune smiled. He was happy. Ecstatic even. And thankful Caroline chose Seaport as her vacation spot.
“I made you breakfast,” he told her as he scooted to the edge of the bed to grab the tray. He carefully set it down next to her and then laid on his side. Dune reached over and brought the sheet up over Caroline’s breasts. She looked at him with inquisitive eyes.
“What?” he asked, shrugging. “If they’re out in the open, I’m going to want to touch them. Play with them.” Dune shrugged again. “Taste them.”
“And that’s a bad thing?”
He shook his head slowly. “No, definitely not. But we need to eat, and I don’t want the food to get cold.”
“Let’s see, eat or let Dune play with my boobs.” Caroline pretended to think a bit before she picked at the fruit and then took a bite of pancake offered by Dune. “This is good. I didn’t know you cooked.”
“My mom is one of those who believes in teaching her kids everything she can. She made sure all her boys can cook, sew, and make repairs to the boats.”
“Very hands on.”
“Yes, I like my hands on you.”
Caroline smiled, and then it faded. “What happens next?”
“Definitely a shower.” After he answered, he knew that’s not what she meant. Dune sighed. “With us?”
She nodded.
“Well, today’s our day off, so we’ll do whatever we want.”
“And then tomorrow?”
“And then tomorrow we wake up and go to work. Then we probably go to Diego’s for dinner, and then we’ll decide if I’m staying at your place or you’re staying at mine.”
“On the boat?”
Dune fed her another bite of pancake. “Probably, although I have a house. I think I told you about it before. It’s one of those tiny homes and it’s on my parent’s property. I like my place, but there isn’t a ton of privacy, and now that you’ve met my parents, they’ll want to have you at their house all the time.”
“You know,” she said as she fed him a strawberry. “I never thanked you for last night.”
A small smirk played on his lips.
“Not that,” she said as she pushed his shoulder. “The dancing. No one has ever done anything like that for me before.”
“I’m glad you had a good time.”
“A great time, Dune. The best night of my life. All because of you.”
Dune blushed. He wasn’t used to being complimented and wasn’t sure how to take the niceties coming out of her mouth. They finished eating and Dune took the tray back to the kitchen, while Caroline excused herself to use the bathroom. Once she’s finished, she stood in the small hallway and posed sexily for him. His dick instantly sprung to attention, and he rubbed the instant ache.
Caroline crooked her finger and beckoned Dune toward her. Each step he took brought him closer to the woman who captured his attention the moment she stepped onto his boat with her floppy hat and designer everything. He knew then, much like he knew now, she was out of his league. And yet, she was here with him, standing naked on his boat and asking him to come toward her.
He'd follow her anywhere if she asked.
Dune pushed his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. He gripped his shaft, giving it a firm tug as he walked toward her. She eyed him, licking her lips, and shifting her weight. The air around them seemed to thicken in anticipation.
“We need to shower,” he said as he reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, gently stroking it back over her ear. His touch made her shiver. Dune moved closer, his lips inches away from hers, as his hand moved down her neck and onto her chest, caressing her with slow, purposeful motions. “And then decide what we want to do for the rest of the day.”
“What about swimming?”
Dune cracked a smile. That wasn’t what he had in mind, but if it’s what she wanted, he’d do it. Although, the water could be a bit too cold this far out. He could take her to one the beaches or even chill at her cottage.
“Or shopping.” She suggested. “I’ve wanted to check out the boutiques in town and I haven’t had a chance since I’m always working.”
“You know you can take any time off you want.”