Page 20 of Wild Rush
She was soaking wet, would probably have a bruise from one side of her ass to the other, and Rush hadn’t given her more than a peck on the cheek all day.
“Hey.” Opening her eyes, she found Rush crouched in front of her. “Let’s get you on the seat.”
He helped her stand and guided her to the bench seat that run across the back of the boat near the motor. The old guy went back to the controls, the motor fired up and they were off. Rush’s arm around her back was the only thing that stopped her from tipping over and plunging headfirst into the rear compartment of the boat, where the fuel tank, battery and motor were housed.
“Careful,” Rush murmured in her ear. “Wouldn’t want you to fall overboard again.”
She could hear the laughter in his voice, knew if she turned he’d be grinning at her. Tempted to shove him with her shoulder, she bit the inside of her cheek to distract herself. As much as she’d enjoy watching him fall over, possibly into the water, she wanted to get back on land more.
“I see that mind whirring away there.” His arm tightened around her. “I’m not letting go, so anything you’re planning will take two.”
Rolling her eyes, she elbowed him. “I’m not planning to do anything.”
“Ha. Don’t believe you.”
“I’m not going todoanything. Didn’t say I wasn’t thinking about it.” She grinned up at him.
He smiled and lowered his head until their lips were only a breath apart. “I’m thinking and doing,” he said, before he closed the distance between them and kissed her.
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Reena’s lips held a hint of the harbor water she’d swallowed when they both went under. But beneath that, when he swept his tongue deeper into her mouth, he found the taste he remembered. The flavor he hadn’t been able to get out of his head since the first time he’d kissed her.
It was fresh and sweet and laced with a hint of the coffee she’d had before they’d decided to take a ride on a paddleboat. Her tongue stroked his. Tentative then bold, her innocent brushes becoming more aggressive as their kiss deepened.
She always started out a little reluctant, unsure, and then arousal kicked in and she forgot about being nervous and went after what she wanted. And she wanted him. It was in the meeting of their mouths, the clawing of her fingers in his wet hair, and the way she climbed onto his lap and straddled him.
Losing himself in the pleasure, he gripped her head and held her still while he plundered her mouth.
Hot licks of lust shot through his belly, settled low in his groin and filled his cock with molten want. He gripped her tighter. Plundered deeper.
“Hey. I’d let you two keep going but this here is a public place and I’ve got a business to run.”
They tore apart. Breathing hard, their gazes locked, they stared at each other as the rest of the world came into focus once more. Smiling, Rush eased her off his lap and waited until she was steady on her feet before he stood.
“Thanks for bailing us out.” He held out a hand to their rescuer.
“All part of the job.” The old guy saluted them and went about untying their overturned paddleboat.
“You need help with that?” Rush asked.
“Nah. I’ve got it.”
“Thank you,” Reena said. “I had fun before…”
The old guy laughed. “Yeah, going in the drink ain’t all that much fun. Not exactly the weather for it either.”
As if Mother Nature were listening, a cool breeze blew across their wet bodies and they both shuddered with the chill.
“We should get out of these clothes before we catch our death.” Rush held out his hand to Reena. “Let me help you onto the dock.”
Grabbing his hand, she said, “If I go in again…”
“Promise you won’t. We’re done swimming for today.”
With Reena safely on the dock, he piled their wet blankets in the bottom of the boat and stepped over the side to join her. She was shivering so hard her teeth were chattering. They’d never make it home without getting sick. He needed an alternative plan.
Turning back to the old guy, he asked, “Is there a souvenir shop somewhere around here?”
