Chapter Fifteen
The rowboat was waiting where they’d left it. Ben collapsed on its edge, sitting down to catch his breath. Casey passed him a water bottle and he drank deeply.
“Tired?” she teased.
“I didn’t know I was going to have an extra workout at the top.” He blushed.
She stood over him, straddling his knees as she took the water from him and drank. She’d spent the whole walk down in a constant state of arousal, still slick between her legs. Ben was right—she definitely had more in her. She wasn’t going to be able to take much more before she’d be begging him to finish her off once again.
After they’d rested and eaten the apples Ben had packed, they pulled the boat back to the water. Casey rowed this time, but languidly because she was tired and happy and wanted to keep her hands
