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“Don’t second-guess yourself, gorgeous.” The timbre of his voice dropped so low, she felt the rumble from head to toe.
In one swift motion, she pulled off the cover-up, revealing her plain black suit, and rolled over. She laid her hat and her dress by the chair and turned her damaged cheek to the towel.
“Are they distracted yet?” she murmured.
“Not yet. We’re just getting started.”
He stood and slipped out of her view. A second later, she felt his leg brush the outside of her thigh, and his knee pressed into the chair. He swung his other leg over until his body hovered over the tops of her thighs. He leaned forward and rested his hands on either side of her torso, palms pressing into the towel, close enough to brush the sides of her breasts.
“Did you bring sunscreen?” he asked.
“I put it on before we left.” Her low back arched into him, and his hard length pressed against her. He flexed his hips, and the pressure offered a taste of the hard, deep thrusts from last night. Only this time, they were still dressed on a public beach.
I’ve never hated bathing suits this much. All that fabric…
“We’ll have to pretend,” he murmured, sitting up and stealing away the delicious pressure.
She moaned in protest and lifted her head, straining to look back at her hard-bodied torturer. “Is this part of the redirect?”
“No. This is the part where I show every person on this damn beach that the only pleasure I care about is yours.” He placed his hands on her shoulders and rubbed small circles over her bare skin. “Pretend I have suntan lotion.”
He lowered his hips and rocked against her once, twice…then he rose up.
“This is the redirect.” He swept his hands down her back, his fingers dipping beneath the sides of her swimsuit, brushing her breasts. Her back arched, hovering over the chair, asking for more because this was Vegas, the capital of wild and wanton. He granted her silent request by cupping her breasts.
“Oh…” she whispered.
“No one in her right mind would think I’d be interested in anyone but you,” he said as he returned his hands to her back.
His words were the sweet cherry on top of the decadent and downright naughty thrust of his hips against her backside.
“The women in the water,” she gasped. “Their lips were shot full of some kind of plumper. I’m not sure they’re in their right minds.”
He ran his palms over her shoulders and planted them beside her face. His body hovered over hers, and his lips touched her ear. “Are you saying I need to work harder?”
“Yes.” She closed her eyes, blocking out everything but him. “Oh, God, yes.”
“We can’t take this too far,” he murmured. “Out here.”
“You started it.”
His hips ground into her. Ten more seconds and she would be on her hands and knees demanding that he take her right now.
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two—
“We need to stop.” His firm voice dashed her hopes of reaching one. He shifted off her midthrust and reclaimed his chair. “But if you look out there, you’ll see our plan worked.”
Oh, no, he didn’t get to leave her one second away from begging for sex on a lounge chair, feeling satisfied with the fact he’d driven the women away.
She lifted her head and stole a peek at the beach. He was right. The women had vanished. And she desperately wanted them back. Maybe once they realized the hard-bodied Navy SEAL had reclaimed his own chair they’d try again. He would be forced to return to the plan, taking it one step farther. His mouth on her neck, his hand disappearing beneath her suit, teasing her…
“You want them to come back, don’t you?” he said with a low laugh.
“Yes,” she admitted.
Because I want more of you, hovering over me, touching me.
He laced his fingers behin
