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Prologue
PARKER
Dear God, she smells good.My lips move up the column of her narrow neck. Across the smooth skin of her cheek, until our eager mouths collide once again. I’m not sure what it is, the six-pack of Torpedo Sierra Nevada or the way her hips swayed in the rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore, but I want this woman. Woman. What is her name again? Shit, did she just bite my lip? All coherent thoughts leave my mind. I bite her back. She moans in pleasure, and I pull her petite, perfectly sculpted frame against my chest, deepening the kiss.
My hands cup her ass cheeks and lift as her toned legs wrap around my hips.
Her skin is cool to the touch, but I can feel the fire building between us, our movements impatient with desire. She whimpers when I move to her neck, and my tongue darts out, tasting the salty sea air still clinging to her.
“You…have…protection, right?” Her voice comes out in short breaths. My mouth marks her skin with light kisses up her neck, under her chin as I continue upwards on every inch of her body.
“Always,” I reply in a whisper against her cheek. “Now, stop talking.”
We crash through the front door of the little seaside bungalow I’ve been renting from my parents with a thud. She wraps her legs around my waist before we even make it two feet. As our mouths devour one another, I move us further into the house. She drops her feet to the floor while lifting my navy hoodie over my head. When it’s off, I reach for the strap of her little beach dress, and it snaps. She looks at me in surprise with a tilt of her head.
“Sorry?” I half laugh and shrug, sliding the other strap of her shoulder and letting the thin material fall to the floor. She responds by reaching for the button of my jeans, unzipping them just as quickly.
Slipping my arm around her tiny waist, I pull this delicate figure to me and lower us both to the floor, right in the middle of the small hall between my kitchen and living room. I’m quick yet gentle. She rubs her hands down the front of my torso as I rip the condom open and roll it down my already hard length. She grabs the edge of her panties and frantically pulls them down her legs—I can’t take the suspense, so I grab hold, pulling until they’re off, and toss them over my shoulder.
Kneeling in front of her, I run my hands up the inside of her shapely legs. I don’t even care that the hardwood floor feels like it’s bruising my knees; this is totally worth any bruises I might get. Pushing gently at her legs until they willingly fall open, I allow myself one moment to take in her lean body. Her chocolate brown eyes shine with lust. A smile crosses her pouty lips. Her impatience kicks in, and she takes me by the hand and tugs me toward her.Not expecting her to pull me into her, my balance is off, so I awkwardly fall on her, and we both laugh. “Sorry,” she giggles. I lift myself up and hover over her once more. Smiling, I look into her passionate, unfamiliar eyes then lean forward, kissing the grin off her lips. She kisses me back with so much passion, I feel it in every inch of my body.
In one swift movement, I flip our bodies, and now she’s sitting on top of me. She seems to like the change in position because she reaches under her and begins stroking my hard erection. An involuntary moan escapes my lips, the sensation so incredible my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head. I want to return the erotic pleasure she is giving me, but it’s hard even to think straight. Every stroke makes me lose all coherent thinking. I’m immensely enjoying accepting pleasure, but I want to give it, too. I reach my hand between her thighs and begin rubbing until I hear a whimper escape her. She begins moving against my cock faster as I increase the friction against her, and we both release sounds of pleasure. She looks down at me, and her gaze is hazy with satisfaction. I need to be inside her now, so I pull my hand away, and she cries out at the loss. “I need to be inside you. Are you sure you want this?” I ask.
“MyGod, yes,” she reassures me.
Lifting her tiny hips, I reposition her. She hovers with my tip at her entrance for only a moment before she sinks down on me, taking in every inch of my hardness. Our moans echo through the quiet darkness. It doesn’t even matter anymore that I don’t remember her name because she feels so damn good. She begins moving faster and faster. My body naturally matches her every movement, and for one brief moment I acknowledge that sex has never felt this good. But the thought is fleeting because she quickly screams out in release, and I soon follow.
She falls against me, and our bodies tremble with the aftershocks, both of us breathing heavily. Rolling us to the side, I place my arm under her head. We lie silently, the hardwood floors feeling cool to my overheated body. The only sound is our slightly labored breathing. I feel myself dozing off when a soft, smiling voice wakes me. “That felt incredible.” My head falls to the side, and I open my eyes just enough to see beautiful pouty lips tipped up at the corners.
I give her a slow, lazy smile of my own. “Yeah—it did.”
The tiny, sun-kissed beauty transforms her mouth into a sultry invitation. “Wanna do it again?”
“Already?” I ask, a teasing tone to my voice.
“What? You can’t keep up?” she replies.
I laugh, “Baby, you have no idea what I’m capable of yet. But this time we’re moving to the couch.”
ABBEY
Tonight, I broke all four of myrules of engagement,as I like to call them. Rules I swore a long time ago I’d never break. These rules are what keep me and my heart safe. Rule number one, always stay on my own territory to keep the upper hand. Rule number two, never expect too much. Rule number three, never sleep with someone more than once, especially on the same night. Rule number four, never get so carried away that you forget any of your rules. I definitely broke two of the three. I came to this guy’s house—a handsome guy I met at a party on the beach. One I noticed as soon as I laid eyes on his chiseled torso and confident smile. He made me laugh and captured my attention. I got so caught up in him and the moment that I forgot nearly all my principles. I play it safe, and I’ve never done something like this before because there’s no doubt it’s an opening for a whole lot of trouble for me.
The moon is full and bright, shining into the room, giving me just enough light to find my way around. Quietly, I gather my dress and sandals, in different locations throughout his living room, tiptoeing to avoid waking him up. I can’t seem to find my lacy black panties. Before I make my escape, I really need to find the bathroom. It’s a long walk back to my car.
I look over to the couch where he’s lying, surrounded by the blanket he pulled over us at some point in the night. I try to recall his name. Nope. Nothing.
I glance one last time in his direction, and his strong, chiseled jawline captures my attention. My eyes linger over every feature of his face. He’s handsome. More than handsome. He’s incredibly sexy with the way his hair is just long enough to fall over his eyes. It wasn’t my drunken haze deceiving me last night. I allow myself a moment to take him in before snapping back to reality. I need to get out of here.
I walk slowly down the short hall in the direction I assume is the bathroom. Peeking into the first room I come to, I find a tidy bedroom with a neatly made bed. Not the bathroom. Hmm, funny how this bedroom is the one piece of furniture we didn’t utilize last night. A chill run over my skin just thinking about the way it felt when he touched me. I shake the thought away quickly because I need to forget the feeling, or I might wake him up for another round. And that isn’t a good idea. I’m way out of my comfort zone here. Redirecting my attention, I continue my search for the bathroom. If I don’t hurry, he’s going to wake up. I need to get myself out of this situation quickly.
Thankfully, the next door I open is the bathroom, and I jump in and quietly close the door behind me. Setting my shoes on the floor, I raise my arms above my head to slide them through the straps of my sundress…crap, I forgot he broke one. Tying the two pieces together into a quick fix, I turn and glance at my reflection in the mirror and sigh to myself. Whew, alcohol and sea air always makes me a little crazy. Right now, I can imagine seeing the worddumbassstamped across my forehead. Usually, I would have my fun and leave without a second glance. For some reason, tonight was different. I stayed longer than I normally would. I even fell asleep in his arms.
Turning for the door, I place my hand on the knob when I hear footsteps.
I freeze. Panic slips its way down my spine before my mind kicks back into gear. Looking around the small bathroom, I see my escape option—a tiny window next to the toilet mocks me with its inadequate size.Shit.It’s the window or coming face-to-face with him. I feel completely out of my element with this guy. So, to avoid any awkwardness, I slide the window open as quietly as I can and carefully step onto the toilet. Peeking out the window, I assess the situation. The ground isn’t very far down, so I toss my sandals out first. That was the easy part; now it’s my turn.
Placing my hands on my hips, I consider exactly how I’m going to shimmy myself through the teeny space. I place my hands on the windowsill and peer out into the darkness, releasing a sigh, thankful the ground is close. I take a deep breath and hoist myself through the opening headfirst, thinking this is my only option at this point.
