Once addicted to the sea, you can’t escape its pleasures.
blurb
Workaholic CEO Rhonda Simms embarks on a Caribbean cruise to create an ad campaign for a big maritime freight client. She finds it impossible to concentrate, however, when Simon Mann, a blue marlin shifter, sets his sights on her. From a private, hands-on safety briefing to a wild ride in the ocean, he rocks her ordered world.
Simon drowned years ago in a shipwreck caused by Rhonda’s client, and he’ll do anything to be a normal man again. As his mate, Rhonda is the only person who can help him.
Tired of being so responsible, Rhonda is ready to let loose with a shipboard fling. Mating with Simon could cost a lot more than her virginity, however. Will she stick to her present course or will she let this sexy alpha rock her boat?
excerpt
He spun her around, locked his arms around her, and pressed her against the railing. Before she could react, his mouth closed over hers. While the railing dug into her back, the stubble on his face scraped her cheeks.
His lips were fiercer than the sea raging below them. When the ship rose over a large wave, his tongue surged in her mouth. The taste held a teasing hint of salt. She sucked on its essence as if she’d been deprived of the mineral her entire life.
She swayed and almost stumbled when he let go of her. He’d been holding her so tightly, her upper arms stung. She didn’t mind a bit. Her seasickness was all but forgotten. Instead, fantasies of being bent over one of the deck chairs while he fucked her whipped through her mind.
He must not have enjoyed the kiss because he looked even worse. Tremors wracked his body, and his face was almost as pale as the moon. After that kiss, she wanted more. The last thing she needed was to have him expire on her balcony.
“What’s wrong with you?” she asked. “Do you need a doctor?”
“No. I need…water.” His voice was so hoarse, she could barely understand him.
“Hang on. I’ll pour you a glass.”
“Not to drink,” he said with a gasp. “Let’s go for a swim.”
“I’m not really a pool person.”
He shot a pointed look at the ocean. “I wasn’t talking about the pool.”
She backed away from the railing. “No way.”
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as he shucked off his clothes. He threw them on the nearest chair until he was down to a pair of snug-fitting briefs. What was going on? One minute he looked sick and the next he was undressing? She was not in the market for a one-cruise stand, but if she was, she expected a little more foreplay.
“Your dress can stay on, but the shoes come off.” He lifted her, seating her on the railing, and pulled her shoes off.
“I’m not going down there!”
“Please, Rhonda.” He gasped, clutching the railing. “I…don’t have…time to…argue.”
Her heart thundered in her ears. “But I don’t know how to swim. Besides, if we jump off this high up, we could get hurt. And how would we get back on the… Aggghhhh!”
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