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that I hadn’t been sleeping with him for such a long time because I hadn’t wanted to. I’d already fallen out of love with him.” Oliver slid a thumb over her bottom lip, pulling at the kiss-swollen puff, inserting his thumb into her mouth and hissing when she touched her tongue to it.

“So what I’m hearing, Molly, is that you don’t want me to wait to fuck you.”

Her eyes closed at the words and he knew she was struggling against the same onslaught of lust that he was.

Then she shook her head, her straight white teeth sinking into his thumb, sucking it into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out.

“Fuck, Molly,” he growled, his hips grinding against her. “Be very sure this is what you want right now because if we go any further it’s going to be so damn hard to stop. And if we do this tonight, you better be prepared to keep it going for as long as we’re on this boat because once you’re in my bed, you’re not going any-fucking-where.”

Their eyes locked; her brown gaze was so warm and hazy with desire and he loved nothing more than being the one to do that to her. Efficient and brilliant Molly lay exposed and bare by his mouth. Fucking incredible.

Finally, she nodded, her tongue flicking over the pad of his thumb.

“I need the words, Molly,” he told her, thrusting against her again because he couldn’t help himself.

“Yes, Oliver,” she gasped, and he removed his hand and replaced it with his mouth.

Permission granted, Oliver didn’t waste any time. He seized her mouth in a kiss designed to take them both under. Years had passed since he’d kissed Molly and she might feel different or taste different, time might have softened some of her edges, but his body certainly hadn’t forgotten how it felt to have her in his arms, the thrill, the excitement and the need to possess.

From someone who hadn’t wanted to commit to more than a night at a time with a woman, it was a revelation.

They were on open water right now but close enough to the dock that they could see the people on the two or three boats anchored in the water near them, meaning that they could see the two of them as well. Even so, Oliver tugged at Molly’s shirt, pulling it over her head and throwing it to the teak of the deck. He stared at her, exposed in the fading sunlight, and thought how he’d been waiting for someone to move him, and Molly with her breasts, full and round in a simple pale blue bra, was apparently what he’d been waiting for. Showers of hunger rained on him as he cupped one in his hand, squeezing, weighing, reacquainting himself to the shape of her.

“Take it off,” he told her, wanting her to make the decision on her own because all the other boats on the water would be able to see her if she did.

She met his eyes and he stepped away from her to tear off his own shirt in one quick motion, dropping it to the floor beside him.

Eyes still locked, he saw her gaze shift to the other boats, to the decks full of people. Chest rising and falling, his eyes fell down to where her hands unhooked the front clasp of her bra, and he thanked some glorious deity for whatever he’d done to deserve this moment, this amazing unveiling of her breasts. She shrugged off the sheer garment, and he tossed that, too, behind him on the floor.

“Anything left on the floor of a deck is a safety hazard,” she reminded him with a sly grin.

He reached out, wrapping an arm around her again, securing her against him as he took her breast in his hand. Her stomach moved as she sharply inhaled, making him smile. Brushing a thumb lightly over her soft pink nipple, he watched as the skin grew tighter. “You like being watched, Molly?” he asked as the music from another boat drifted over to them.

When she didn’t answer, he leaned down and took her other nipple into his mouth and her whimper of pleasure was music to his ears, his dick responding immediately. Tugging on the unbelievably soft skin of her nipple, he felt her harden in his mouth the rougher his treatment. Teeth grazed her and she jerked against him. He responded in kind, driving her mad as he treated both nipples to the same torture.

“Does it make you wet to think about people watching us?” he murmured, drawing his hand up her thigh to where her shorts began.

Flicking at the button, he exposed the skin there, his fingers diving just below the waistband. “I don’t think they can see our faces,” he assured her.

And then because he was a depraved asshole, and because he had one chance to show her that she hadn’t been the one with the problem in her relationship, he stepped back and slid off his own shorts and boxer briefs, letting them join the other clothes on the deck.

He stroked a hand over his erect length as he watched her. “On the other hand, I don’t give a shit if they do.”

CHAPTER FOUR

MOLLY WATCHED AS Oliver stroked a hand over himself, the crown glistening already with evidence of his desire. The memories of their time in bed were certainly dirty, but she’d also been too young to know that what she and Oliver had done back then had been anything but ordinary. All she’d known was that it’d been so damned good. Sex with other people had never compared and now that she was possibly baring her breasts to millionaires on neighboring yachts, she finally understood why.

“So, do you?” he said, pressing her into him as his hand splayed across her stomach. He was taking her over. Sensible and rational Molly was suddenly nowhere to be found, replaced instead by a wanton sex goddess whose only desire was more Oliver.

At her nod,

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