“Very much.” She chuckles with a shy smile. “Though the real thing is athousandtimes better.”
Picturing Basil’s hands at work stokes the coals inside my belly. She tries to change the subject to breakfast, but I’m not finished with the topic.
“Are you going to tell me details or leave me hanging after dropping news likethat?” My lips find her neck. “We both know I can be quite persuasive regarding your pleasure.”
She tilts her head, granting me wider access, and smiles while biting her bottom lip. “Maybe you should make me.”
“Tempting.” Butterflies swarm in my belly when she brings my fingers to her lips and plants a gentle kiss on them. Then an idea comes to mind. Taking my hand, I slip underneath her robe and massage her left breast. Her shallow moans fuels me to trail the tip of my tongue up the side of her neck. I appreciate the warmer weather settling in for what I plan to do next.
I carefully remove the mug from her hands, set it on the side table and return my focus to my previous activity. Her hardening nipple rolls against my palm as I’m kneading, sending waves of pleasure down my spine. I pinch the bud, gentle at first, but I can’t help but squeeze harder. She hisses and groans my name, arching her back for more.
I locate her robe string and slowly pull, inch by inch, and when she realizes the robe is loosening, she squirms and grabs the fabric to cover herself.
“Uh uh,” I say.
The corner of her lips tug into a smile and she drops her hands to her sides. “What are you plotting back there?”
“You wanted to watch the sunrise…” I lean closer to her ear and lower my voice. “So, pay attention andwatchthe sunrise.”
I slide the robe off her shoulders and pause when she asks a question.
“What if someone sees us?”
More like hears us. “Is that a risk you’re willing to take?” I nibble and drag my lips over her shoulder. Her pulse jolts underneath my skin.
She lets out a breathy moan. “Yes.”
The robe hits the ground.
I drink her in. Her curves, the smoothness of her back, her freckles sprinkled on her arms. I cup her breasts, wishing they were in my mouth, and knead the fullness once more. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” I press my lips to her nape while my hands continue their exploration of her bare body, trailing my fingers up her sides and abdomen. “I’ll guide you, if you’d like.”
She nods, pressing her back against my chest. Her warm skin on mine is driving me wild already. “You have my full attention.”
“Good.” The throbbing between my legs increases almost uncontrollably.
Touching the softness of her skin resting on mine overwhelms each of my senses. I want her right here. Right now. On this deck. Barely touching, I trail the tip of my tongue up her spine, engulfed in the vibrations of her moans as I tease her.
“Now, start rubbing your clit. Slowly.”
She does as she’s told and slips a hand between her thighs. Within seconds, I can feel the shift in her breathing against me, her body rocking as she continues to rub. I’m tempted to turn her around to face me and fuck her hard against the railing. Instead, I revel in the scent of the ocean breeze blended with her wetness and enjoy the show. I pivot my attention south after she slips a finger inside on command and thrusts into herself.
“Harder,” I growl, giving her ass a little smack. She gasps and speeds up, but I want more. I run my fingers through her hair and yank her head back. “I said, fuck yourself harder.”
Her breathing turns ragged as her strokes triple in speed. I can tell she’s struggling to keep quiet. She must be getting close. Gasping, gripping the back of my head while using me for full support. This is the couples breathing exercise I didn’t know I needed in my life. The intensity of her strokes matches her rhythm now. She doesn’t know how hot this is for me, the wetness building between my legs. The need to wrap my arm around her and finish the job overwhelms me, but I’ll save that for later. Right now, I love this position that we’re in. The bass of her moans fuels me to whisper all the dirty things I’ve fantasized about doing to her since our first night together back in Seattle.
“Caroline,” she pants my name. “I’m coming—”
Her hips buck and she dips her head back into my shoulder, letting out a silence scream as she soars past the edge of climax.
I hold her close. My heart races with adrenaline as she trembles against me, orgasm bound. I caress up and down and whisper how great of a job she did and then we finish watching the final minutes of the sky’s transformation. I take in the intimacy of the moment.
She turns and kisses me passionately. “That’s one hell of a way to watch the sunrise.”
“You both are perfect.” I peck her lips, completely enamored. Everything about Basil consumes me. I plant a soft kiss on her shoulder and smile at the slight saltiness of her skin lingering on my lips. “We should get ready for the championship soon.” It’s the only excuse I can come up to stop the spell Basil has on me. If it were up to me, we’d have a totally different agenda today. “I know you like to show up early.”
She grabs my hand and leads us toward the bedroom, leaving the robe behind. “Come on. First, we're going to need a warm up round of horizontal exercise.”
CHAPTER 20
