Page 37 of Hooked on a Feeling

He nodded. “You gonna save this planet all on your own?”

She put her hands under the hose and smiled up at him. “Sure going to do my part and try. Give me this. I’ll spray your head.”

He chuckled. “No way do I trust you to do that.” He pointed toward her ladder and tarp. “Not after that episode. Come on. Let’s swim and rinse off.”

“People are going to think we’re crazy swimming in our clothes.”

He pulled his shirt off. “I only gotta go in my shorts.” He nodded toward her clothes. “Guess you could go in your bra and panties, but I don’t think you have enough guts to do that.”

She put a hand to her hip. Damn, she looked cute when she was being stubborn. She glanced around the harbor. The drawbridge was just closing. There weren’t many people on the ground who could see the two of them from where they were standing. But anyone inside Blue or any of the other high-rises would definitely be able to see. “You don’t think I will, do you?”

He shut the hose off and set it down. “Not sure, but I’m happy to watch.” He folded his arms across his chest and waited for her to make the next move.

“Fine.” She tugged her tank top off, exposing her white bra.

John glanced around, double-checking that no one was within walking distance. Her bra was sheer, so sheer that John could see every line of her hardened nipple and dusty pink areola. “That is some fucking bra.”

“Wait until you see the panties.” She flicked open the top button and slid the zipper down slowly while she loosened the shorts. She wasn’t teasing about her panties matching her bra.

John swallowed. “You’re just gonna strip and get in the water like that?”

“I have nothing to be ashamed of or to hide.” She dropped her shorts and stepped out of them. “Come on.”

He followed like a well-trained dog. How could he not? Her panties were those cheeky things that cut halfway across her cheeks and see-through. If they were anywhere else, he would be burying his face into those lush swells, inhaling every beautiful scent God blessed her with and making her give him all of her.

“You stare any harder and your eyes might pop out.” She smirked at him when she reached the ladder. She stood with her feet in the water and gave him one last chance to ogle her. His dick throbbed. His heart pumped viciously against his chest, and one single thought came to his mind when she pushed off and went under the water.

“Shit. I’m in love.”

Chapter Fourteen

Starr was crazy turned on, and watching John cannonball into the water the way a manly man would had her grinning like a fool. He sank into the water and then swam toward her. His large hands grasped her ankles, and she held her breath, knowing she was going under. His hands slid up her legs to her butt, and he pulled her close. She wrapped her limbs around him, and he broke the surface of the water with her. She inhaled some air, wiping water from her eyes.

“How are you going to swim with me attached to you like you’re a koala bear and I’m a joey?”

“You don’t think I’m strong enough? Come on, lady, I’ve been swimming in the harbor since I was three.” His eyes drifted down her face to her chest, and she followed his gaze to her swollen nipples. “Of course, I could get distracted.”

“Where are you going to swim to?”

He maneuvered them with ease to the other side of one of her grandfather’s boat slips. It was a little tucked away, and he pressed her into the side. His arms held on to the planks. “Right here. Put your legs back around me.”

The water wasn’t cold, but delicious shivers went up and down her spine. His cock was solid between her legs, and she gleefully rubbed herself against him. “What kind of plans do you have right now?” She laughed and teased his collarbone with her lips and tongue.

He let go of the dock with one hand and cupped her butt. “I have big plans. Just hold on for the ride.”

“Right here in public, we’re going to do this?”

He let out a growl against her ear that vibrated to her toes. “Sure as fuck are. I haven’t been with someone without a condom for years. I’m clean. You’re on birth control?”

“Yes,” she said. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes. Do you trust me?”

“Yeah,” she breathed into his mouth. His lips claimed hers, and she reached for his cock, freeing it just enough from his briefs.

His fingers slid between her legs, sliding her panties to the side, and in one swift thrust, John was deep inside her. She kept an eye on what she could see of the harbor, not spotting anyone who was actively watching.

“Look at me. Not the harbor.” John bit her lip. “Don’t look away. Feel me. Watch me. Look at me while I fuck you, pretty girl.”

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