He also enjoyed being with her. She could carry on a witty conversation as well as set him to laughing. She was comfortable to be around, and he was attracted not only to her physically, but to the whole package.
Soren didn’t want their evening to end after they left the restaurant. He walked with her to their cars. Reaching the driver’s side of hers, he did what he’d been dying to do almost the entire time they ate. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly against him as he took her mouth in a heated kiss. Standing this close, he knew she’d be able to feel how hard his cock was, but he didn’t care. He swept the inside of her mouth with his tongue, stroking it along hers. He moaned low in his throat when Treasure put her arms around his waist and kissed him back.
With reluctance, Soren broke their kiss first. The parking lot of a restaurant in the middle of downtown wasn’t exactly a romantic place to heat things up between them.
He met her gaze with his. Treasure’s eyes had dilated, telling him she wasn’t unaffected by his nearness.
“I’d ask you back to my place,” he said, “but I don’t have it yet.”
Treasure bit her bottom lip. “There is always mine.”
He’d hoped she’d say that, but hadn’t wanted to ask. Soren knew Treasure was the one for him and she didn’t. He didn’t want to rush things and push her away. He’d hoped what time they had spent together so far would have had her trusting him.
Soren gently brushed her lips with his. “I thought you’d never ask,” he said with a smile.
She grinned. “I’m glad I didn’t disappoint then. You can follow me this time.”
He dropped his arms from around her waist and Treasure unlocked her car. Soren quickly got into his. He drove behind her, at first not knowing where exactly she led him. But when she pulled into the parking lot of the nearby marina, he had a sinking feeling.
His fears were confirmed when Treasure waited for him to join her, then led the way down to where different-sized boats and yachts were docked. Oh god, please don’t make it so Treasure’s place is one of these boats. Soren’s fears turned into a waking nightmare a few seconds later when she stopped at a docked yacht.
She turned to face him and smiled. “I hope you don’t mind being on a yacht. I’m in between apartments myself and a friend of mine, who also happens to be a client, has let me stay here until I find a new place.”
Soren swallowed. Fuck, what was he going to do? He didn’t want to tell Treasure he got seasick, and that he avoided anything that floated on water. That would end the evening right there and then. He looked at the yacht. It had to be at least fifty-six feet, so it wasn’t exactly a small one. And it was also securely docked, which he could only hope would help cut down on any seasickness he experienced.
Mustering a smile, Soren looked at Treasure. “No, I don’t mind.” He swallowed again. “Lead on.”
She gave him a quizzical look. “Are you sure? You don’t look so certain.”
To reassure her, Soren leaned in and kissed her, letting out some of the hunger the mating urge caused. He pulled away once they were both breathing hard. “I’m sure.”
Treasure nodded and turned toward the yacht. Soren followed her, hoping like hell this didn’t turn out with him embarrassing himself by puking his guts up. Wouldn’t that be romantic if he threw up all over his mate?
Taking a quick look behind her to make sure Soren followed, Treasure stepped on board the yacht. He might have said he was okay with being on it, but his expression had said otherwise. His face had gone pale, and the way he’d looked at the boat, she could tell he really didn’t want to go anywhere near it.
But since he’d said he was okay with it, she wasn’t going to suggest they go somewhere else. She wanted to be alone with Soren. During dinner, she’d really enjoyed his company. They’d gotten on so well, she felt as if she’d known him a lot longer than half a day. Then there was the desire that seemed to sizzle between them, always hovering near the surface. Treasure definitely wanted to explore that further.
Holding onto the rail, she led Soren to the main cabin below deck. There was a sitting area complete with a wet bar. She crossed over to it, then turned to face him.
“Would you like something to drink? There’s a fully stocked bar here.”
Soren swallowed audibly. “No, I’m good.”
“Okay,” she said slowly. “Then is there anything else I can offer you?”
Treasure licked her lips and pointedly looked Soren up and down. She wasn’t one to pussyfoot around when she wanted something. And she wanted Soren. It only took a few steps for her to stand in front of him. She went up on tiptoe and lightly kissed him.
He hauled her up against his chest and deepened the kiss.
She opened her mouth to allow his tongue entrance when he licked the seam of her lips. Treasure sucked on it, causing Soren to let out a deep moan. She shoved her fingers into the sides of his hair and increased the pressure of her lips. Liquid heat pooled in her pussy. Her breasts rubbed against his hard chest, and her nipples drew into tight buds.
Soren ground his hips into her. His cock felt thick and long, pressing into her belly.
The feel of it made the ache between her legs grow even stronger. She wanted him.
Wanted his cock buried deep inside her pussy, wanted the length of it moving in and out of her as he rode her to climax. He aroused her with the simplest of touches.
Treasure released his hair and placed her hands on his broad shoulders. She then ran them down his chest to his stomach. She lifted the bottom of his t-shirt and shoved her hands up inside it. Her fingers glided across well-defined abs. Remaining on her tiptoes, she stretched to kiss a trail to his square jaw and down the side of Soren’s neck.
He stiffened, a large hand cupping the back of her head, when she reached where his shoulder and neck met. He pressed her mouth closer as she dragged her tongue across his skin. A low, almost animalistic growl punched out of him.
“God, Treasure,” he said huskily. “You’re driving me crazy. I have to touch you.”
In answer, she took Soren by the hand and led him to the bedroom. Once they reached it, Treasure undid the hidden zipper at her side and then pulled her dress off over her head. Standing only in her high heels, bra and thong, she let the garment fall from her hand onto the floor. Soren’s gaze seemed to eat her up as it trailed over every inch of her.
Pushing her hair over her shoulder, she said, “Touch me, Soren. Make me come.”
Chapter Three
For a split second, Treasure thought Soren’s eyes mutedly glowed again. But it disappeared before she could convince herself it wasn’t a trick of her mind. She soon forgot about it when he shifted closer and touched her. His big hand stroked along her shoulder and down across the top of her breasts. She sucked in a breath as one of his fingers circled her nipple through her bra.
Wanting to see more of Soren, she took hold of the bottom of his t-shirt and lifted it.
Once she reached his chin he took over, roughly yanking it off over his head. She ran an appreciative gaze over his bare chest. He was beautiful with his well-defined pecs and cut abs. She couldn’t wait to touch all that naked skin. Soren put all her past boyfriends to shame.
“I have to see more of you, Treasure,” he said, his voice gruff.
“And I want to see more of you,” she said softly in return.
Soren took her lips again, kissing her passionately. His hands came around her back and undid the clasp on her bra. He brushed the straps down her arms and Treasure let it fall to their feet. She gave it a little kick out of the way.