Van could tell by the expression on her face that she’d been expecting to find him looking at the water, as well. He didn’t give a shit about the whale or anything else theycouldn’t see. Right then, in that very moment, the only thing he cared about was…
Her.
His feet covered the short distance to where Kam was standing, carefully setting his pistol down onto a nearby cushion as he moved. She stared up at him, her eyes widening with uncertainty beneath the moonlit sky.
And there, on the bow of his boat with millions of stars witnessing from up above, Van took her gorgeous face between his palms and slammed his mouth to hers.
CHAPTER 15
Donovan Braddock kissed like a god.A sensual, passionate, breath-stealing god that made Kam’s heart race, her knees grow weak, and her body ache with ferocious need.
Her short nails dug into the dampened skin of his back as her breasts pressed against his sculpted—and tatted—bare chest. Before tonight, she hadn’t known the tribal-style tattoos covering both of his impressive pecks existed because the intricate, swirling design had been kept hidden beneath his clothes.
When she’d first woken him up, his room had been dark, and her mind had been racing with thoughts of a possible intruder. When they discovered the true culprit, she’d been so overwhelmingly awestruck, her focus stuck on seeing a real-life whale for the very first time.
One minute, Kam had been soaking in the unbelievable sight. The next, Van was revealing his belief in all she had claimed. And it wasn’t until that moment that her brain fully began to register the incredible ink that had been permanently etched into his skin.
She made a mental note to ask him about it later. For now…
Kam swallowed the man’s deep, throaty moan as the short hair of his dark beard tickled her chin. His tongue danced and swirled with hers in a hot, hungry rhythm, as if he couldn’t get enough of her taste.
I know the feeling.
Van began moving backward across the wet portion of the deck, carefully guiding them both toward the long, padded bench behind him. It was the same spot where she’d spent the majority of yesterday’s lengthy ride. The place where she’d laid beneath the sun fantasizing about this very thing happening…with this very man.
He stopped when the backs of his knees hit the cushion’s edge. With her mouth still devouring as much of his as she could manage, Kam felt herself being turned around before Van lowered her down onto her back.
His lips made a trail as his mouth moved down over her chin and along the side of her neck. She could feel the tip of his tongue as he kissed the shallow dip of her skin at the base of her delicate throat.
In an unexpected move, Van pushed his upper body up and off of hers. Kam opened her mouth to protest his leaving, but almost immediately, the devilish man revealed his true intentions.
He reached for the buttons, keeping the halves of her pajama top securely together, the man’s strong hands expertly working to release each and every one.
Kam lay there, staring up at his hard, handsome face, and she prayed to forever hold onto the memory of that moment. Him above her. The stars behind him. A look of wanton desire darkened his already blackened gaze.
The shirt she was wearing fell open, exposing her full and luscious breasts to Van. He seemed to be soaking in the view, and she was more than happy to let him. When he leaned down and took one of the peaks into his mouth, Kam arched her back high with a gasp.
She placed a hand on the back of his head, the hair there too short to fully grab. Still, she dug her fingers into the dark strands as he paid homage to her distended nipple with his lips, teeth, and tongue.
Her lower belly clenched, her inner muscles flexing and aching with heightened anticipation. Letting her head fall back and her eyelids shut, she gave herself over to the erotic sensation.
Van slowly moved from that breast to the other. While he gave it the same, unhurried attention, he slid one of his hands down along the center of her toned abs.
Kam’s breath hitched as the tips of his fingers reached the edge of her pants’ elastic waistband. He hesitated only a moment before sliding his hand beneath the stretchy barrier.
She moaned, opening her legs wider to give him more room to maneuver. Her lower body jumped slightly in response to that very first touch when his hand slid lower, brushing over her sensitive clit.
In the back of her mind, she was grateful for the disposable razor she’d found earlier beneath Van’s bathroom sink. With her skin silky smooth, she was able to feel every tantalizing moment of his sensual touch.
She could already feel how wet she was for him and knew her body was ready and waiting for more. As Van licked and laved the sensitive flesh of her breast, he slid his hand even lower, not stopping until his fingertips were touching her core.
Kam cried out when he slowly slid one of his fingers inside. It had been so long since she’d felt a man’s touch.
He moved slowly at first, sliding his thick finger in and out of her welcoming core, all the while continuing to pleasure her breasts with his hot, wet lips.
Speaking of his lips…
Before she was anywhere near ready, Van pulled his mouth from her breast with a slight pop. At the same time, heslid his finger from her body and free from the constraints of her pants. Once again, Kam opened her mouth to protest. And just as quickly, she clamped it back shut.
