I ripped my mouth away from hers. Our chests rose and fell heavily together, and the red of her blush had spread down into her pink shirt.

I wanted to strip it off her body and drag my tongue over every inch of her.

“You want me?” I demanded.

She nodded. “Get us to the end, and I’m yours.”

I grabbed her face, capturing her mouth again.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling the strands and driving me mad. I pulled her against me harder as I made love to her mouth, and she rocked her hips.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, my fingers hooked in the bottom hem of her shirt.

“What do you say we make this a first kiss for the books?” I asked, my chest rumbling.

Her eyes were dilated when they met mine. “Please.”

My cock throbbed against her, and she rocked again. “You want me to stop, you say the word.”

“I know. I won’t.”

I tugged her shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor beside us.

Beneath it, she had on a light pink bikini top with flowers embroidered on it. It showed her tits off perfectly.

I dragged my hands up the slight curve of her waist, giving her time to tell me not to touch her. But when my hands reached the sexy swell of her breasts, she just watched me squeeze them.

“You’re growling,” she whispered.

“Am I?” The word came out gravelly.

She laughed softly.

I rumbled as her tits bounced lightly in my hands. “I need these bare.”

“Do you think there’s a closet or something on this boat?” Her cheeks were flushed. “I don’t love the cameras.”

My cock throbbed again. “Don’t tempt me, Beautiful.”

“You promised me a first kiss to remember.”

“I did, didn’t I?”

She nodded.

I wasn’t about to turn the woman down. Not when I was living a fucking wet dream that might actually be the key to surviving.

So I let go of her breasts and stood, lifting her with me. Launa laughed breathlessly as I carried her into the main part of the boat backward.

Jordan pointed to a door, and I nodded in thanks before carrying her inside.

three

LAUNA

A dream.

I was living an absolute dream.