Page 86 of SEAL Summer Escape

He settled behind her on the plush cushions, taking the bottle from her hand.

“Move your ponytail,” he said in a low voice.

She pulled it over one shoulder, and he could see a few blonde strands that had come loose in the wind, right at the back of her neck where her bikini top was tied.He was dying to lean forward and kiss her skin, watching her shiver in response.

He wanted to taste the salty spray of the ocean on her skin.To tug on those flimsy strings and watch the top fall away, baring her to him.

That wasn’t exactly appropriate though.

Not now and not ever.

And he sure the hell wouldn’t be undressing a woman when others were around to see.

If he did ever end up with Bailey, it would be when they were completely alone, and she was for his eyes only.

He lifted the bottle of sunscreen and frowned, looking at the bikini tied in the middle of her back.“Go lay on one of those lounge chairs,” he said, his voice gruff.“I’ll get your back.”

She shrugged, a small smile tugging on her lips as she glanced back at him.

Hell, the woman knew exactly the way she affected him.

She knew that she was driving him crazy prancing around in that tiny bikini.What was she supposed to wear though?They were fishing off the coast of Florida.The rest of them were in swimsuits, too.

She sashayed across the deck of the boat, her hips swaying, her bikini bottom perfectly clinging to her ass.His gaze raked over her toned body, and then she lay down on top of the cushions, resting her head on her crossed arms.

He rose and walked toward her, willing his libido to calm down.His dick had been half-hard all morning as he watched her.With the slightest temptation, he’d be fully erect.

Thank God he could jump in the ocean if needed.The water might not exactly be cold, but at the rate they were going, he was going to be rock hard all day long.A quick dip in the water might do him good.

He settled on the edge of her lounge chair, reaching over to tug on the strings across her back.“I don’t want you to burn, sunshine,” he said in a low voice as he slowly undid the knot.

“Umm-hmmm,” she murmured, relaxing in the sun.

He brushed the strings aside, nearly groaning as he got a glimpse of the sides of her breasts.She was mostly shielded from his view by lying atop the lounge chair, but what he could see was fucking gorgeous.

She was beautiful as hell—her breasts slightly paler in color than the rest of her tanned skin.He wanted to trace his fingertips over her tan lines.Watch her tremble at his touch.

Imagining the round globes pressed against the cushions was doing him in.He wanted those breasts pillowed against his chest as he held her close.As he captured her mouth in a kiss, and she whimpered and writhed against him.

Casting those thoughts aside, he squirted some of the sunscreen onto her back, and she yelped in surprise.

“Sorry, gorgeous,” he said in a low voice, spreading the lotion over her smooth skin.“I didn’t mean to startle you.”

He ran his hands over her shoulder blades, spreading the sunscreen over her upper back.She was so delicate and fragile compared to him—his broad hands spanned her entire back.

The coconut scent filled the air, and his groin tightened as he moved lower, his fingertips just barely skimming over the sides of her breasts as he worked his way down.Noah heard her small intake of breath, but he kept moving, spreading sunscreen over the small of her back.

She squirmed slightly as he got closer to her hips, and he smiled, wondering if she was ticklish.

He ran his hands up her back again, reluctant to stop touching her.

“I could fall asleep like this,” she murmured, relaxing into his touch.

He briefly kneaded her shoulders, enjoying her sigh of contentment.“Want me to tie your bikini top?”he asked, playing with the string with one hand.

“Go for it,” she said.

He tied the strings together, making sure it was secure, before he reluctantly stood.Bailey turned her head to gaze up at him.

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