Knowing Jenna, I may have to wait a year to get her down the aisle, but I’m fine with that. I want her to feel comfortable. Scaring her off is the last thing I want to do. I knew that if I was patient with her, we could work out the kinks, the trust issues, and her insecurity.

“Are you cold?” I asked, seeing her tremble as I took a bite of my steak.

“I’m fine,” she said, taking a sip of her tea, and pulling her black shawl over her shoulders. Her new black dress had a touch of lace around the neckline, and looked fantastic on her. With her hair in soft curls, though the curls had straightened somewhat due to the breeze, she looked edible and I couldn’t help thinking about the things I was going to do to her later.

I also observed the diamond earrings and necklace set I had bought for her for Christmas. They looked lovely on her and I’m glad that I chose them. A woman like Jenna deserved all the finer things in life, though she would disagree; all the more reason I wanted to do it for her.

Looking into her eyes, they radiated against the candlelight, just like her ring. I loved seeing her this happy. Knowing Jenna as well as I did, I figured she would want something simple yet elegant, and that is what I bought for her. She couldn’t stop staring at it, though she tried to hide the fact that she was.

As I took my last bite, I noticed she only ate half her dinner and I knew the reason why. She must be feeling as giddy as I was.

“Babe, eat your dinner, or I’ll have to feed you myself.”

Jenna let out a slight giggle, looking at me wickedly and deviously. “I’m not that hungry. I can’t think about food when I’m thinking about getting you naked in bed.”

Holy shit! She did not just say that to me. Then her finger went straight to her mouth purposely giving me that innocent, sexy grin that made me come unglued. That look that can make me do anything for her.

Jenna was a lot more flirtatious these days. She was getting more comfortable, and opening up more. I knew there was a wild, sexy goddess in there. I just had to help her ease into her new skin. Absorbing her words, I gulped down my last sip of wine. Though I had poured some wine for Jenna, she hadn’t even taken a sip.

Leaning into her, I gave her a challenging stare. “You want to make that come true?”

“I dare you to,” she teased, holding up an asparagus stalk, gliding her tongue on it with a long stroke. As I watched, I could swear I just felt her tongue on my dick.

It took every ounce of restraint not to clear this table and take her right here.

“You know what would make me eat more, Max?” she continued. “If I could eat my dinner off your naked body.”

That did it! She had no idea how much self-control I had been utilizing since the minute we walked through that door this afternoon. Jenna gasped when I pushed back my chair suddenly. Did she think I wasn’t going to take her up on her offer? Knowing Jenna, that’s exactly what she thought.

“Come on, I’m taking you up on your offer right now,” I said, as I swatted her ass. I flung her over my shoulder. It happened so fast she didn’t know what hit her.

“Max!” Jenna laughed out loud. “Put me down.”

“Don’t move. I’ll drop you.” I wasn’t going to, but the way she was wiggling, I knew I possibly could. “If you don’t listen, I’m going to spank your ass all the way to our room,” I said in a forceful tone, giving her a good smack on her ass again.

“Max, don’t forget my plate,” she giggled.

She didn’t know I was already holding it. She also didn’t know I had a can of whipped cream upstairs and I was planning on licking it off her. “Prepare yourself, babe. You’re not getting much sleep tonight.”

42

BECCA LOOKED ABSOLUTELY STUNNING in her form-fitted black dress. It looked very similar to Jenna’s. Becca looked relaxed as I held her hand while driving. When we reached our destination, I told Becca to stay seated, as I ran around the car and opened her door for her.

“There are so many boats here,” Becca gushed, gazing around, looking amazed.

“We’re in Long Beach. The best place to look at them,” I commented, embracing her in my arms as we headed to our yacht.

I had purposely taken my time getting here. I wanted Becca to see this amazing view and I knew by the look on her face that she was in awe. Her eyes were gleaming and her smile said it all.

The white lights that dangled from poles along the dock, highlighted by the moon, gave it an elegant feel. The sound of the small, anchored boats rocking against the water was hypnotic and the music that emanated from one of the boats gave a soothing feel.

Lightly shivering in my arms, I pulled Becca tighter. “You cold, firecracker?”

Becca gave a hardy laugh. “I hope you don’t plan on calling me firecracker in front of other people.”

“Why not? Unless you want me to call you love, babe, sweetheart, sunshine….”

“Okay, stop,” she snorted. “You can call me firecracker when we’re alone. If you promise, I’ll show you what a real firecracker can do in and out of bed. But I rather you call me Becca.”

She was talking all hot and flirty, so how could I resist that offer? “Agreed. Better hold on to that thought. Here we are.”

Becca’s eyes were wide, looking stunned as she stood there taking in the beauty of this magnificent three-leveled yacht. How could she not be? I’m in awe every time I set my eyes on her and I’ve been on this boat a million times. “Welcome to the Ellen Knight, named after my mother. My dad had gifted this to her when our company took off.”