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“I feel – I feel,” she whispered.
“Say it.”
“I feel good. I feel right,” she replied, and her voice gained strength. “I feel a little – uh, you know, horny.” The last word came out a whisper.
I cupped her cheek and worked my fingers up into her hair. “Just a little?” I brought my lips down on hers and seared both of us with the kiss.
This was trouble. Big trouble.
Then again, trouble had never scared me and neither had the prospect of getting caught.
Chapter 5
Hazel
Bain’s hands lifted the back of my dress and slipped underneath, tugging at the matching cotton panties I wore. Cool air rushed in, and goosebumps rose on the skin of my thighs.
I broke the kiss, and he nuzzled my neck. “This is crazy,” I said, sucking in a breath between each word in the sentence. I could hardly see straight, think straight. “Someone could see us.”
“No,” he said. “And so what if they did?”
“I don’t usually do this type of thing,” I whispered.
“I know.” Bain’s breath whispered against my neck, and he suckled the flesh there right after. “And I know I’m going to make you come right here, right out on the sand.”
“Right here?” The thought of turning away now was torturous. His arms felt right around me, and last night, his dick had filled me to perfection. We’d fit. A match.
Don’t get ahead of yourself. This isn’t some pseudo rebound. It’s just sex. Think of it as a way to get over all the crappy confidence issues and the stuff Jacob said to you. Shit, thinking about him was an instant lady boner killer.
Rocks blocked us from the rest of the beach. We had our own little alcove, waves washing up higher and higher, lapping the sand. They’d soon lap our toes. Behind us, trees fringed our little hiding spot. There wasn’t a soul in sight, unless some hapless tourist wandered through the shade in this little oasis and got the show of their lives.
I’m doing this. I’m going to have sex on the beach. Without the annoying orange juice and the cherry on a stick.
Bain suckled on my neck, then worked his way down it to the hollow where my collar bones met. He kissed there, then hooked a finger under my spaghetti strap and tugged it down. He brought one of my breasts out, grunted, and took my nipple between his lips.
Warmth sent me to heaven and back. My eyes rolled in my head and I clung to him. “Bain, oh, my god,” I whispered. “It’s so good. But we can’t. Right here? In the open?”
He nipped my nipple. “Yes.” He worked over to my left breast, tugged the strap down, nuzzled that one, too. “Yes, right here. I can’t wait for you.”
“I can’t either.” Why was it like this? Trust me to meet the only man who was truly irresistible to me right after a break up. And to have to leave in a couple days.
He slurped on my nipples, massaged my breasts, then popped free. “Turn around,” Bain said. “Up against the rock.”
I spun on the spot and pressed myself up against it, grazed my nipples lightly against the porous stone. I gasped at the sensation.
Bain stepped up behind me and lifted my dress. He ripped my panties down, and I bit my bottom lip, hard. The sound of a zipper came, followed by the rustle of fabric. Oh, god.
His dick scraped against my entrance, between my wet lips and back down toward my clit. One hand held my naked hip. My panties dropped to the sand. My legs quivered, and adrenaline rushed through me.
This was way out of my comfort zone. Totally not me. And I’d never been this fucking excited in my life.
“Are you ready?” he asked and slapped his dick against my clit.
I let out a loud moan. “Uh-huh.”
“Good, you’d better be. Because I’m about to make you mine for good, Hazel.”
For good?
“Don’t make too much noise,” he said, then slid his cock back to my hole, so fucking desperate for him, and popped the tip inside.
I slapped my hands onto the rock and let out a growl. “Too good!”
“Shush,” he replied.
Christ, it was impossible to keep quiet. The man was huge. He was thick, and hot, and he slid into me, split me open, made my knees weak. How was I supposed to keep quiet with him inside me? How?
Bain growled low in his throat and entered me, inch by inch, widening me, filling me in more ways than one. Why does this feel so right?
Pleasure forced the thought out of my head. He pounded into me, forced me up against that rock, and the ocean came into view, the blue hazing into the white with each thrust. He reached around and played with my clit, flicked it, then tapped it, circled it in time with our lovemaking.
