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ride.  She was glad she had her hair pulled
back so that it wouldn’t be a tangled mess when they were done. 
    Colt watched Sarah as he kicked the
speed up a few notches.  She grasped the side rail like a life-line but
that was her only outward sign of discomfort.  After a few minutes she
even seemed to relax and enjoy the ride.  He watched her turn her face
into the wind and close her eyes, just soaking up the sun and the wind. 
Her long tanned legs were stretched out in front of her and crossed at the
ankles and had his mouth watering.  She was a natural beauty and he knew
she had no clue just how alluring she was; he found that absolutely
refreshing.  Truth be told, he found everything about Sarah
refreshing. 
    When he slowed, she looked over her
shoulder at him giving him such a bright, sweet smile it caused his heart to
stutter.  He knew he couldn’t wait a minute longer to be close to her, so
he motioned to her with a crook of his finger to come to him.  She stood
and rounded the wheel to stand beside him.  He shifted back in his seat
and spread his legs wide, patting the exposed seat between his knees.
    “Have a seat and I’ll let you drive,”
he told her.
    She smiled and sat before him and he
was immediately aware of how small she was compared to him…and how perfect she
fit against him.  Her back was pressed into his chest, the top of her head
just under his chin.  He realized, with her curvy little backside pressed
against his groin, that he was chancing shocking the heck out of her when she
felt his arousal, but he needed to be close to her and in the limited space, it
couldn’t be helped.  Telling her to put her hands on the wheel, he reached
around her to cover hers and show her what she needed to do to speed them
up. 
    “I don’t know about this,” she said,
biting her lip.
    “Nothing to it,” he assured
her.  “There’s not a lot of traffic out here but if we come across another
boat just slow her back down and I’ll take over if you want.  Deal?”
    She nodded and carefully began
increasing their speed.  When he felt she was comfortable at the controls,
he eased his hands from the wheel and placed them instead on her ribs,
beginning a slow, sensuous exploration of her body.  At his first touch
she stiffened slightly, but after a few moments, she relaxed.  Colt lost
himself in the sensation of touching her body, but kept his hands from any
intimate places, such as her full breasts or the hidden wonders between her
legs.  Instead, he skimmed the sides of her breasts, trailed his hands
down her flat stomach but shifted to her thighs any time he ventured lower.
    He used his chin to push her ponytail
away from her neck, and skimmed his lips over the sensitive flesh there,
smiling when goose bumps erupted over her arms.  He nuzzled her hair,
taking in the luscious smell of her shampoo, and ran his tongue along the shell
of her ear.  She allowed it for a while, then slowed the boat until they
were idling.  She turned her head to look up at him over her
shoulder.  Colt wasted no time taking advantage of that, sealing his lips
over hers, loving when one of her hands clutched his knee while the other
wrapped around his neck to let her fingers bury themselves in his hair. 
    Sarah was overwhelmed.  His
hands had completely turned her into a mass of aching need…and he had yet to
touch her anywhere significant!  His hands roamed her abdomen, and the
sides of her breasts but not her actual breasts.  Every time she thought they
would slide low and touch the apex of her thighs, he’d slide them over to the
tops of her thighs to her knees.  He felt so large and masculine behind
her, even before he started touching her, just the feel of his muscular chest
against her back was enough to have her breath coming in gasps.  When he
began kissing her neck and running his tongue along the shell of her ear, she
knew she had to stop the boat or risk wrecking them.
    Looking into his eyes,