There was time to punish him later. Folding back the sheet, she settled her head comfortably against his chest. Her hand hovered anxiously above him, ...anting eagerly to explore, but not to wake the beast. Lightly, with the tip of her finger, she drew it from base to tip. Her eyes widened as it moved, just as he shifted beneath her. She held her breath, quickly drawing her hand away to rest it on her thigh. But all he did was lightly groan and slide his hand down to cup her bottom. His hand. . privately."Danni snorted."I got cards," said Jake. "Anybody know how to play poker?" I suppose you want to play strip poker," said Frankie."Nope," he said. "Too complicated, and I been nekkid enough fer one day. Hell fer one whole year! Nope ... just cards." You can teach us," said Phee.It was poignant, in a way, with Beth that night. She was bone tired, for one thing, unused to the rigors of a day of hard labor. But what she wanted more than anything was to cuddle ... to share the closeness. We were all drenched to the skin, or at last those few clothes that we wore. In this area of the world, temperatures were almost constantly high, so both rain and sea were warm, which at least was something, though the seas now were the worst I had ever encountered. The sat-nav showed me where to head for, and with the depth sounder pinging away, the radar scanning for any hidden obstacles in our way, and we ran for the coast. Ben, Mark and Terry were up on deck as well, as there was no way. Jamie was left alone, separated from Ryan by a thin sheet. Standing at the foot of the bed Ryan leaned down and placed her hands on the tops of her feet and slid slowly upward, massaging the shapely muscled calves that She liked so very much.At Ryan's first touch Jamie's arms rose slowly over her head, a gesture she knew, a permission a silent request for her passion, a part of her opening to her like a flower being touched by the warmth of a morning sun. Her head rolled slightly to one side.