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Mack turned his gaze to me again, and when our eyes met he replied, “Nah, maybe another time. I think I’m going to get out of here.” He handed the pool stick off to someone else, stepped around the girl who’d been eye-fucking him, and walked up to me. “Jonna, you ready to go?” He raised a dark eyebrow expectantly as he waited for my answer, and I knew he was dead serious. My heart was beating so fast that I was sure other people could hear it.
Holy shit!
Was I ready to go? I discreetly shot a look of panic to Tayia, but she only stared back at me with wide eyes for a second before quickly collecting herself. Why was I nervous? I wasn’t a little girl anymore. I’d had plenty of sex. First with my boyfriend, Dylan, of two years. We went at it constantly the way two horny teenagers in love were supposed to, before our relationship ended the summer after graduation. Then I’d had sex with a guy named Travis who I’d tried to date a few months ago, except that didn’t work out either. But they’d all been boys. Mack King was a man. He had to be in his midtwenties and I was pretty sure he’d been with women far more experienced than me. My eyes ran involuntarily down his body and took in every bulge of muscle across his wide chest and arms. And his scent was mouthwatering. It was what I imagined raw seduction would smell like, and it was coming off him in waves. Yes, he was definitely a man. But I wanted him, and so I decided to have him.
“Yeah, I’m ready, babe,” I answered with all of the confidence I tried hard to feel. I stepped off the stool, tugged down my tiny skirt with one hand, and turned to Tayia. “Follow us out.” She nodded and gulped nervously. When my gaze shifted back to Mack his face had already transformed from his usual cocksure expression to something much more lascivious as he grabbed my hand and led me to the front door. Once outside, I slipped my hand from his and indicated that I needed to speak to my friend. He jerked his head in a nod once, then walked to his car.
“Tayia, can you give us some alone time then I’ll call you when it’s okay to come to the room?” I whispered to her in a rush.
“Wait, why are you going back to our hotel room?” she whispered back hurriedly. We had booked a hotel room on the mainland with the spa and hotel stay voucher Tayia’s older brother, Blake, had given her for her birthday few days ago. We immediately put the gift to use since one of the only disadvantages to living on the island was that it could only be accessed by private boat or the ferry, which didn’t operate past midnight.
“Well for one, Mack doesn’t live around here. Two, I’m not going back to some random place with him. Are you crazy?”
“This whole thing is crazy, Jonna!” Tayia squeaked as she tried to contain her hysterics. “You don’t even know Mack King. You’ve only been with two guys in your entire life. I’m telling you right now—” She nodded in Mack’s direction. “—that man is trouble. More trouble than Dylan and Travis combined. I just hope you’re prepared.” I nibbled on my bottom lip and stared at the ground. I knew she was right. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but I did know that there was no way in hell I was going to back down. Tayia also knew me well enough to reach this conclusion at the same time.
“Fine.” She let out a long sigh and rolled her eyes. “I think I saw something about the hotel having a movie night in one of the ballrooms, so I guess I’ll hang out there for a while, but you owe me.” She pointed her manicured finger in my face.
“Are you sure?” I asked while trying to hold back a squeal of excitement.
“Are you?” Tayia countered and raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. When I glared back at her she continued, “Yeah, go.” She nodded into the direction of Mack’s car.
“Okay,” I whispered in relief. “How do I look?” Nervously, I ran my fingers through my thick hair and tried to tame the curls a bit.
“Hot. You always look hot.” Tayia smiled. “You’re the only person I know who doesn’t hesitate to go after what she wants. I wish I was more like you.”
“Tayia. Stop it. You can have the same things if you weren’t so scared to go after them.” She only shrugged and looked away. Sometimes I didn’t understand her. Tayia Jones was slender and gorgeous with waist-length chestnut brown hair and emerald-green eyes. She had always been fashionable, perfectly primped, and absolutely stunning to look at, but she’d never had a boyfriend, and not because boys never tried. It was because Tayia always turned them down. I had no idea what or who she was waiting for, and it frustrated the hell out of me that she never wanted to talk about it. I loved her no matter what secrets she was keeping from me.
“Okay, I’m going to go. I’ll call you.”
“Alright, be careful,” she called over her shoulder as she walked away. I watched her get into her car and drive off before heading to Mack’s Ford Shelby. When I was inside he flashed me a grin that turned my insides to jelly. Was this really going to happen?
“Where are we headed, beautiful?” he asked with a wink. Oh yes, this was definitely going to happen. I gave him the name of the hotel and we were off.
Chapter Two
As soon as we reached the hotel room, Mack took the key card from my hand and pushed it through the slot. When the door beeped he turned the handle and pulled me inside. The door closed with a heavy thud as he pushed me against the wall with his body.
“God, you are so fuckin’ sexy. You know that?” he murmured against my ear, then he ran his tongue lightly along the side of my neck. I let my head fall to the side as he pulled one of my legs up to rest against his hip. His fingers caressed the soft skin of my upper thigh, and I shivered as wetness soaked my panties. “And you smell so good.” He nipped at my neck as he inhaled me. “Where did you come from?”
I knew his question was rhetorical, so I resisted the urge to let him know just how often I’d been around him. But I decided it didn’t matter anymore because we were here now. I waited impatiently as his lips slowly moved their way up the column of my neck, along the curve of my jaw until they hovered over my lips. I wanted to close the distance, but for some reason felt incredibly shy. The confidence I’d felt in the beginning was completely gone, and doubt was creeping its way in. I felt like I should be saying something sexy or provocative, but I was drawing a blank.
“Mack,” I croaked, but before I could fully finish what I wanted to say, he spun me around, pressing my front against the wall. Then he lifted my arms above my head and grasped both wrists with one of his large hands and used his other to unzip the back of my dress. Goose bumps spread over my body as he slowly pulled the zipper down, exposing my skin inch by inch. After pushing my hair over one shoulder, he lightly brushed his lips over the exposed flesh just above my bra. Then there was a tug at the clasp, and a second later the sides fell away leaving my back completely bare.
Mack released my arms to push the dress and bra down my shoulders and over my hips until they dropped to the floor. As he kissed my neck he reached around to massage my breast. He thumbed each nipple as his lips moved to my shoulder and down the center of my back. I put my hands against the wall as I willed my legs not to give out. He secured my back to his front, and I could feel his hard erection straining through his jeans. I let my backside grind against the bulge, and he hissed in my ear before biting down on my neck causing me to moan. He shoved a leg between my thighs to spread them wider as one of his hands skimmed down my rib cage, over the flat of my stomach and into my panties.
“Are you wet, Jonna?” His tone was husky, and I nodded. “How wet? Show me.” His fingers found my slick folds and slid into my warm wetness. “Ah, there we go.” His tongue traveled along the column of my neck as he rubbed slow circles over my clit. I rested my head against his shoulder as I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from moaning out loud.
“No, don’t do that. Don’t hold back. Let me hear it.” Then he pinched my swollen button between his thumb and forefinger with enough pressure that I cried out.
“Oh. Oh God.”
“You like that?” he asked, his breathing slightly labored as he continued to work me with his fingers, pumping them in and out, then paying special attention to my clit. My hips were moving against his hand all by themselves. I was helpless to stop my body’s reaction to what he was doing. It felt so good, and I couldn’t think about anything except the way he was making me feel. The pressure built so high?.?.?.?until it shattered me, and tiny sparks exploded behind my eyes. When my vision came back to focus, I looked down to see Mack on his knees behind me, pulling down my panties and spreading my legs. Before I could fully comprehend his intentions, his tongue was already caressing my now hypersensitive pussy.
“Mack!” I gasped and tried to move away, but he kept me firmly in place as he alternated between licking and sucking. It was too soon, and I knew there was no way I could come again, but God, what he was doing felt so good that I stopped resisting. Resting my flushed cheek against the cool wall, I panted and moaned. Soon I was grinding myself against his face while he held my parted thighs securely as he pulled me close, his own moans mixed with mine. I looked down to see that he was stroking himself. The hotness of the moment was overwhelming and intense, then the impossible happened, I came. But this time, harder than I did the first time, and I cried out hoarsely.
When he released me to stand, my knees buckled, so he lifted me into his arms and carried me back to the bedroom. I watched as he quickly pulled his shirt over
his head exposing his ripped chest and abdomen. There was some sort of design tattooed on one side of his chest that traveled down his rib cage. The only thing I could clearly identify within the intricate artwork was a crown. My eyes left his chest and focused on his hands as he pushed down his already unbuttoned jeans and boxer briefs. His large rock-hard erection sprang free. He grabbed it firmly in one hand while he ripped open a condom and sheathed himself with the other.
