Someone needs to start digging my grave because I’m about to be a fucking corpse.
Shot Five
The speaker rattles, like it’s on the verge of bursting as the next song starts.
Despacitoexplodes through the crowd, turning the whole beach into a party.
Meadow gasps like she’s just won the lottery.
“Owen!” she shouts, grabbing my hands. “I LOVE THIS SONG. Let’s dance!”
Before I can even pretend to protest, she’s dragging me onto the packed sand where other guests are already swaying and stumbling around like happy idiots.
My hands immediately shoot to her hips when she turns, presses her back to my chest, and starts moving.
Fucking grinding.
Not shy or subtle.
Just her hips rolling in tune with the beat.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
My cock twitches against her ass as my fingers span her hips while she grinds back against me, giggling and resting her head back on my shoulder.
Every move sends a wave of ecstasy through my veins.
“You’re trouble,” I mutter in her ear, my lips practically kissing her skin as I speak.
“You love it,” she shoots back, seduction fills her gaze as she tips her head toward me.
God, I do.
“You’re damn right,” I groan when her hips roll against my rock-hard erection, hitting my cock just right. “I fucking love it.”
I can’t help myself.
I need to touch her. I need to feel her skin. Everywhere.
I slowly drag my fingers from her belly, up her ribcage, stopping just before I reach her bikini top. When I wrap my arms around her, holding her in a bear hug, she sinks into me.Meltsinto me.
“Mmmm,” she moans,fucking moans, and reaches back to sink her fingers in my hair. “You feel so good.”
Fuckkk.
I’m nothing but a man.
I’m running out of fucking strength here.
I need to kiss her. I need to taste her lips. Feel her tongue sliding against mine. Right the fuck now.
“Let's go to the club tonight,” Meadow hums, taking me by complete surprise.
“What?”
“Isn’t there a club here, at the resort?” she asks, squinting against the sun as she looks up at me.
Before I answer, I decide that it’s settled. This night will not end without Meadow’s lips on mine.
