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He tipped her back over his arainst the hollow at the base of her throat, the heat of his deniainst the silk of her underwear She gasped a little when he opened the catch of her bra He slid his fingers beneath the straps on her shoulders, then paused to hold her close and smooch her lips a littlefull well that he hadn’t, unable to resist the challenge Dylan grazed his teeth over her bottom lip

"Once this co her jaw

Kara played her fingers across the waistband of his jeans

"We were over the line as soon as I stepped onto this boat tonight"

"I’ve been over the line since the first time I saw you," he said, and then eased her bra off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor

Kara’s whole body burned as he looked down at her breasts Appreciation darkened his eyes to elitter, and the low, intensely sexual catch in his breath told her all she needed to know He was over the line

He touched her; took the weight of her breasts in his hands, sliding his thuue into her mouth His hands were hot, hisScorching She stroked hiain to lift her breasts to his waiting, hungry mouth His hand slid inside her knickers to mould her backside as he ain, and then again

He lifted her off her feet as she straightened and she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together behind his back Dylan held her easily in his arers explored the silk between her legs He had her desperate, unable to breathe anting him to push the material aside and touch her properly

"Let’s take this inside, English" His voice cracked, raw and unsteady "Let ers pushed the material a little deeper into her "Let me take these off for you, and kiss you here," he thu herjust the tip of one finger under the material "The boots stay on"

Chapter Ten

Dylan jumped down onto the lower deck and turned to help Kara down after hiering on her naked breasts because he couldn’t help hi his head to hers "Now"

He led her by the hand into the boat and lifted the trapdoor to the bedroom

She eyed it sceptically "Really?"

He looked at her, naked apart from her boots and lace knickers, her hands on her hips The coolest cowgirl in the world If she produced a gun froht in the heart now, he’d die a happy man

"Really" He waved his arm in front of him towards the hatch "You first, or me You choose Either way I can promise you that I won’t look up your skirt"

"Cute, Sailor" Kara put her head on one side, studying the options " You can go first and demonstrate"

Dylan turned and lowered himself down the hatch, proficient after the benefit of a few days’ practice