Page 55 of The Surfer

And then Cove has his arms around me. He completely surrounds me. He’s my everything. He has me in his arms and then he’s picking me up. He holds me close to him, my feet up in the air like I weigh nothing. His muscles are against my chest and his thick arms around my entire body.

He’s carrying me. Our lips are still locked passionately but he’s carrying me across the kitchen, across the open-plan living room, and straight into his bedroom. I don’t struggle against his grasp. I don’t say no. I know exactly where he’s taking me, and my body is screaming yes.

I know where he’s taking me, and I want this.

Oh God, the man can kiss.

In no time at all, we’re in his bedroom, the same room where, just two weeks ago, I was nagging him to clean up. The place is spotless now and the bedsheets are fresh, the result of my hard work convincing Cove to clean up his act. Just like its owner, the room has changed completely in two weeks and has shown me its true side.

Cove delicately places me down on his bed, but I don’t care about where I am anymore. Instead, I’m completely focused on his lips on mine. The way he kisses me, the way he bites my lip, the way he hungers for my touch sends me wild and over the edge.

I’m wet for Cove Finn.

Cove breaks the kiss, and he stands over me as I lie on the bed. The way he looks at me with that arousal glinting in his blue eyes makes me feel so sexy.

He wants me.

I see the large bulge in his pants. I can’t believe how turned on he is, it’s like an animal has taken over him, a ravenous and hungry animal, thirsting for me.

And me alone.

I can’t believe it. This is what my body does to him. I can’t help thinking of that perfect naked body of his I saw on the first day we met. That toned athletic and muscular body is now turned on because of me.

“Ripley,” he whispers with all the confidence of a man who gets anything he wants. “I’m going to fuck you.”

I gasp involuntarily at his strong words. My sex is on fire just by looking at him and hearing his rough accent say those words. I try to swallow the lump in my throat.

“Yes, please,” is all I can manage to say in return. A wave of excitement passes through me.

I know he’s a bad man, and that he’s going to do nasty things to me.

And I want it.

Cove, still standing over me, tears off his shirt. My breath catches in my throat as I see his ripped abs flex and the V shape of muscles that disappear into his pants. I lean up from the bed and eagerly rip down his jeans.

There he is.

His cock is so large, even bigger than what I remember from our first meeting. It hangs between his legs. Heavily.

A well-endowed, beautiful man.

A man who is focused entirely on me.

Oh, God. He is ready to fuck me.

I don’t know how I’ll be able to handle him and his massive member. But I’m gonna try.

He grabs my hips and throws me back onto the bed, tearing down my own jeans. I slide out of my hoodie so that I’m entirely naked in front of him.

“I’m ready for you, Ripley,” he mutters, voice breathy with bursting desire.

I’m not a virgin, but I haven’t been naked in front of anyone for so long, and yet I don’t feel uncomfortable or self-conscious in front of Cove. By the way he looks at me, Cove just makes me feel so goddamn sexy. All my worries fly out the window.

He reaches down with his hand and he tenderly touches my sex with his fingers. I shudder when I feel him. His blue eyes flicker with an intense arousal as I gasp yet again. He leans down and ravenously sucks on my nipple between his teeth as he slides his fingers into me. My eyes go wide with wild desire as I feel him inside of me.

Oh, god. Yes.

His fingers reach deep within me and my back arches off the bed. He rides me hard with his hand. Pumping me. Controlling my body with just a flick of his finger inside me. I jerk in pleasure as waves of delight crash within my body, spreading all the way up from my hot pussy.