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waves
shot through her like prickly little fires, standing all her senses on end. His
strong hands enveloped her as he twisted round to lay down close beside her.
The blanket fell to the floor – as did his jeans. Her mouth gaped wide when she
saw the hard length of him. Her fingers clasped him, explored him; worked him
over roughly. He moaned, growling with a throaty tone that excited her. She
kissed the soft hair on his chest, breathed in the scent of him. He smelled of
earth and salt and endless sky. The clouds in his eyes remained as he molded
her with his hot mouth and hands, though a flame had sparked within the
centers, drawing her in with its warmth. She smiled as he moved his lips over
her breasts, almost screamed when he slid down between her thighs and lapped at
her like a thirsty animal.
    “Do you want
me, Tierney? Say it! I need to hear you say it, loud!”
    “Yes, I want
you, Kiel! Like I’ve never wanted anyone before! Kiss me; make love to me until
you drive me insane!”
    He seemed
satisfied by her words, rose up and plunged into her madly; hitting his target
so desperately that she feared he would break her thin frame in two. But she
took every inch, held him tight within her thighs, not letting go for one
moment. She was lost in a spiral of heat and mist, happily gorging on him until
he was spent to the core. He groaned in torment, loosened himself from her and
began to pull on his jeans.
    “Get some
sleep. We’ll be at my hacienda by noon tomorrow.”
    He left the
room without glancing back at her. She was stunned. Nobody had ever treated her
like a third rate hooker before. She wanted a chance to savor the ecstasy that
he had given her. Talk about rockets to the sun! Wow! She wanted to talk to
him, to really know what made him tick. And she needed to find a way to
vanquish that impenetrable sorrow from his eyes. But now she was cold and
shivering, the crash had come too quick. Damn him. Who did he think he was?
    Tierney wrapped
the blue blanket around her like a sari, and stomped through the boat’s living
quarters, searching for Kiel. She heard voices above deck, followed them to the
stern where Travers and Kiel stood conspiring.
    “You should be
resting, girl!” Travers decided as he lit up a foul-smelling cigar.
    “I need to talk
to our host, if you don’t mind.”
    “He can hear
anything you might want to say.”
    “Are you sure?
Do you really want your friend to know what a jerk you are?”
    “I’ll step down
to my room,” Travers said, “I need to check the news anyway.”
    He left,
patting Tierney’s shoulder like a concerned father as he passed her.
    “What’s your
problem?” Kiel asked with a snarl, his perfect profile pointed towards the
heavens. Even in the dim moonlight he took her breath away; made it hard to
keep up the angry stance.
    “You don’t
know? Are you clueless, or just brain dead?”
    “So you wanted
me. I obliged.”
    “And that’s it?
Did you even consider using protection?”
    “I figured a
girl like you would be using something. You are living with that piano player.”
    “He’s a world
class pianist!” she huffed.
    “Whatever. I
watched some clips from your show online. He seems like a world class ass to
me.”
    “You watched
it? Why?”
    “I wanted to
see who you are.”
    “The diva on
that show isn’t me. It’s edited to look a certain way. I get the worst of the
cuts, to make me seem selfish and shallow.”
    “And you’re
not?”
    “No, well,
maybe I am a little too used to getting my own way. I had a bad childhood …”
    “So who
didn’t?”
    “Right. But I
thought I’d make up for it by having everything I wanted.”
    “Did it work?”
    “No.” She
scooted closer to him, breathing in the sea air and the wonderful dusky scent
of his body. “Why did you leave me, Kiel? Was I awful at it?”
    He dared to
look down into her green, glistening eyes. He sighed, deeply, giving her hope
that there was some feeling in him for