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she saw in his eyes had her stomach doing flip flops and her heart stuttering. Passion, powerful, and forceful, along with an emotion she couldn’t name, bored into her. Her clinical brain didn’t want to analyze the depths he allowed her to see, yet the woman in her couldn’t stop the severe longings she’d kept bottled inside for too many years.
    “What do you want?” he asked softly.
    His tone might have been gentle, but beneath her palms, his muscles bunched with tension. He was holding back. The thought hit her as if someone had just dunked her into the lake. In that moment, she realized she had two options. Tell him the truth, that sex was her sole focus in their relationship. Or, do as Darci suggested this morning. Let things ride. Go with the flow. Stop thinking and overanalyzing.
    Jenna cupped his cheek, relished the feel of his hard, angular planes against her palm. She wanted to simply say “you.” Tell him how she’d wanted him from the moment she’d laid eyes on him. That she wanted to enjoy his company, in and out of bed, for however long it lasted. Instead, she said, “Can’t we just have fun and see where it leads?”
    He shifted his weight and sat on his heels. A gleam of disappointment flashed in his eyes then quickly disappeared.
    She curled her hand into a fist. Why couldn’t she have kept her mouth shut? Why couldn’t she, for once, just go with the flow? But she couldn’t help herself. She liked neat. She liked tidy. She liked everything organized, understood and controllable.
    What Luke asked, implied, were none of those things. While his kiss last night promised what her body craved, his actions today left her confused and uncertain. What happened to having your cake and eating it too? What happened to this commitment-phobic man, who oozed raw sensuality and promises of utter satisfaction? She had no answers and didn’t want to literally rock the boat by asking him questions that would only embarrass them both.
    Unable to hold his gaze, she looked to the horizon. Another boat, loaded with a group of guys, sped toward them, trailed by a couple of jet skiers. She couldn’t tell what they were up to, but it appeared as if they were heading straight toward them.
    “Luke, um, are they supposed to be doing that?” She pointed to the oncoming boat, which gained speed by the second.
    He turned his head. “What the hell?”
    As he made to move, the boat swerved past them. The guys onboard hooted, hollered and high-fived one another, then sped back out into the open lake.
    Luke’s Sea Ray suddenly lurched to the left. Unprepared, Jenna fell back against the cushioned bench seat, arms and legs sprawled out like a broken ragdoll. Poor Luke, worse off, even on his knees, tried to maintain balance. He flapped his arms like a bird, then tumbled forward, his head landing, oh Lord…right between her legs.

Chapter 3

    With his head where he’d fantasized night after night, Luke didn’t want to move. He didn’t want to think about anything, except stripping off Jenna’s bikini bottoms, and burying his mouth between her legs.
    Unable to stop himself, and knowing this went way beyond his no-sex rule, he brushed his lips where her bikini bottom met the hollow of her thigh. Baby soft and silky smooth, just as he’d imagined. The urge to lick and nip and kiss, had his heart kicking out of tempo and blood surging to his cock.
    He stilled. Kissing was allowed. Technically, neither of them had specified where a kiss could be placed. So, technically, he could kiss Jenna the way he wanted. A thin line of justification, but at this point, Luke didn’t care. He needed to taste her, touch her, feel her heat against his lips.
    Massaging her hips with his hands, he swept his tongue along her inner thigh. Goosebumps instantly covered her skin. She sighed and widened her legs a fraction. The subtle movement revealed the outline of the split of her sex, and the swollen, puffy lips, hidden beneath her