Luke growled low in his throat and Johanna answered with a torn whine that unlocked something in him. His blood heated, raged, and then they turned chaotic. Her hands snaked into his hair, pressing and tugging to keep him close, drawing a groan from him. Luke squeezed her waist, tugging her closer, desperate to eliminate even a tiny breath of air from between them. Then he pushed them back as one, pinning Johanna against the pier. She moaned, the sound going straight to his aching cock. ...