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“I want you,” he growled in her ear.
“But we’re on the beach, your family, the workers, people will see.”
“I don’t care.” She knew that was true, in the past four years they certainly hadn’t hidden their love.
She dragged her fingers across his scars, the ones her father had inflicted so many years ago. They never heard from him again, and her sister’s had both moved on with their lives. They had gotten married and found real jobs to earn their own way. Scarlett had finished her schooling and was now studying Greek architecture locally. Everyone had found their way.
Carter chewed on her lower lip and she let a moan escape her lips. His hands ravaged her skin, digging into her. He slipped off her bikini top and began to kiss her flesh, moving down her nipples. His hands found their way into her bottoms and he felt the wetness of her mound. As his body pressed against hers she felt his cock harden, he was ready for her.
She reached down and rubbed it as her breath became ragged. He made her feel so alive, so desired.
And that’s how it would be.
Forever.
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A Bad Boy Romance
By Nicole Elliot
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Prologue
Cami
April 2013
“Sissy! Sissy!” Tommy calls, running through the
knee high grass towards me excitedly.
“What is it?” I ask as he reaches me, opening his hands and showing me the butterfly he caught.
“Sissy, it's for you,” he says, smiling brightly.
“Thank you so much, Tommy. It's so pretty, but we have to let it go. If we don't, it’ll probably die.”
His little face drops and tears fill his eyes.
“Oh, Tommy, don't cry,” I reply, pulling him into me. “It’s just how things are, you can’t keep something so pretty captive. You have to let it be free.”
Freedom is all I want, but I’m not as pretty as the little bug, with its delicate wings and colorful exterior. No, I’m just me. But for Tommy, I’m enough. I cradle his hands in mine and we pry open his little fingers together. I watch his wondrous blue eyes as it flutters away. When he can’t see it anymore, he wraps his arms around my torso and looks up at me. I know what’s coming. A question. He always has questions. Nature of his age, I guess.
“Sissy?”
“Yeah?” I answer back.
