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“I want…”

“Yeah?”

“To feel…”

“Mhm?”

I can’t help but smile as the next words come out. “The way this thing can glide across the water.”

He releases me with a pout and I instantly miss his warmth. The burning desire in his eyes almost has me dropping this façade, but I hold my ground and plaster a sickeningly sweet grin across my face. As if he can read me like an open book, he narrows his eyes.

“You’re fucking with me.”

Chuckling softly, I slip past him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Once I reach the stairs to climb back out, I turn around and wink at him. He groans, showing his disapproval, but follows behind anyway. Just as I lean against the railing to look over the side of the boat, he presses himself up against the back of me. I can feel his hardened length pushing against my lower back. Fuck.

“I can play if that’s what you want, but just know – you’re going to lose.”

Biting my lip to suppress my moan, I take a deep breath before answering. “So you think, but I can hold my own. I’m not the same virgin you once knew.”

“No, baby.” He slides his hand from my shoulder, down my side to my hip. “You most definitely are not.”

Seconds later, Colton releases me and steps back, going over to the console and starting up the boat. I follow as I wonder what exactly the plan is for today. When I see him starting to untie everything, I’m sure I have a pretty good guess. Still, I ask anyway.

“What are you doing?”

He looks up at me and smiles brightly. “You said you want to feel the way this thing can glide across the water.”

My eyes widen. “We’re taking it out? Now?”

He nods, then his expression turns to one that has me swallowing hard. “Out in the ocean where there is no where for you to run.”

The rest of the morning and half of the afternoon passes by quickly. Colton and I spend the day on the boat as he teaches me how to sail. The little game we started when we first got on continues, and it’s hard to say who’s winning. I drive him wild by bending over in front of him, under the pretenses of needing to grab something or wanting to look down at the water. However, he gets me back by faking sea legs and falling into me, causing my body to be pinned up against the nearest wall. Every time he touches me, my drive to beat him at this becomes a little weaker.

BY THE TIME THE sun sets, neither one of us are yet to cave. It hasn’t been easy, believe me. Once the sun was at its peak, Colton took his shirt off – leaving me to gawk at his perfectly toned body. I instantly cursed myself for not wearing a bikini under my clothes.

My phone dings with a message from Parker. I know I should feel guilty, being with Colton behind his back, but to be honest – today has been the best day I’ve had in a while. I mean, Colton bought a boat simply so that we could be alone together. That has to be the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.

I grab my phone and swipe it open to read the text.

Parker: Going to be late, love. My study group moved to tonight. Don’t wait up.

The second I read the words, I grin. Getting wrapped up in studying isn’t something new for Parker. He used to do it all the time while he was at Columbia. Academics are very important, not only to him, but to his parents. Their very strict rules were that if he got anything under a B while at university, they would force him to transfer back to a school in England. Needless to say, he constantly thrives for the A. So, while he stays and studies at med school, I’ll stay with Colton and learn a much different version of anatomy.

“What are you all smiley about?” He asks as he comes out from the cabin with two beers for him and I.

“Parker is going to be in Boston until late tonight.”

His one eyebrow raises. “So, I don’t just get you for the day, I get you for tonight, too?”

I tilt my head to the side. “I don?

?t know. I was thinking I should go see my other boyfriend.”

He puts the bottles in the cup holders before lunging at me, tickling my sides and causing me to thrash around in his arms. No matter how much I move, I can’t seem to get out of his grasp. It isn’t until I arch my hips up to grind into him that his demeanor changes. He growls lowly before lunging, covering my mouth with his own. It’s hot, and passionate, and makes me feel like my heart is going to burst right out of my chest.

“I want you so bad.” He pants, licking over my bottom lip. “You’ve been such a fucking tease, all day.”

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