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She’s been a distraction for me since she came out here. She and the shitstorm that is my life.
Emree closes her magazine and turns her head toward me. I capture her slightly parted lips with my own and swipe my tongue along the seam of hers, seeking entrance. She eagerly opens, leaning closer to me so I’m able to amplify the kiss. Lifting my hand, I wrap it around the back of her neck, holding her against me as I get lost in the feeling of her full lips against mine.
Panting, I pull back and rest my forehead against hers. “Thinking we should head upstairs for a bit.”
Emree smiles and nods.
“Thank the heavens because if we had to sit here and listen to you two moaning and breathing heavily any longer, you’d clear the beach,” Jules says with her eyes closed the entire time.
Mateo chuckles beside her. “Honestly, it was turning me on some.”
Everyone joins in and laughs while Emree ducks her face, hiding the crimson that is dusting her cheeks. Without saying a word to our friends, I stand and reach my hand down to help Em up. She accepts, and together we walk inside through the back French doors.
As we make our way through the house, I’m basically dragging her behind me. She laughs at my eagerness, but she wouldn’t think it was funny if she knew why I needed her so badly. I want to make the most of these five days we have left.
Walking into our room, I kick the door closed with my foot and push Emree against it, my hands going to her face and cupping her jaw. My lips crash to hers and she snakes her arms around my waist, pulling me close. My erection pushes against her stomach, and I grind, enjoying the feeling of her against me.
Emree claws at my naked back, trying to get me closer. Sliding my hands down, I find the bikini ties at her back and neck and let them loose. The thin material falls to the ground, revealing her bare breasts to me. Reaching forward, I cup them both in my hands, testing their heavy weight. She moans and drops her head back against the door. Her mouth is slightly open as she relishes the feeling of my hands on her.
With my mouth and hands, I worship Emree’s beautiful body. She is soft and warm all over, and I don’t think I could ever get enough of her. Her body is responsive to mine as I lift her by the back of her thighs and bring her over to the bed, where I lay her down. With her blonde hair spread out against the comforter and being naked from the top up, I can’t think of a better view. I could stand here and stare at her for hours and never get bored. Emree is every man’s dream and the most beautiful woman I have ever known, inside and out.
She smiles up at me and my heart breaks, seeing how happy she is, even with me being a dick to her in the past and the hot-and-cold attitude I have given her. She looks at me like…like she loves me. Part of me is worried she fell in love, and if she ever said those three words to me, I fear it would be impossible to do what I need to do.
I focus on the stunning woman below me. The one who makes me smile the moment I see her and who has put up with more bullshit from me than anyone should. Slowly, I pull her bathing suit bottoms down, and in no time, she is completely naked in front of me. I bend down and kiss her, trailing my lips down her neck and to her chest, moving one of her hands and taking her into my mouth. She is panting as I shower her with attention.
Blocking the negative thoughts about my family, my now future wife, and losing the first girl I caught real feelings for, I center my thoughts on this moment right here. Being with Emree, just her and me, makes me happier than I have ever felt. As I give her body much-needed attention, I make sure to memorize every dip, every mark, and every sound that comes out of her mouth. After making her more than satisfied with my mouth, I kiss her on the lips hard as I remove my trunks.
Nothing has ever felt more like home than being with Emree. Whether I’m with her intimately or just hanging out beside her, she gives me this feeling of pure comfort. Being with her in every way feels right, and I fear what it will do to me when I lose that.
5
EMREE
“That smoky eye is seriously hot, Jules. You have the perfect look right now. The sexy black dress, straight, dark hair, and your skin is glowing from being in the sun this week.” Jules is looking like a runway model tonight.
The four of us girls have been getting ready in my room for the last hour and a half, but the time and effort are worth it. We all look banging, and with Jules’s and Trazia’s help, our hair and makeup are pure perfection.
Trazia admitted she has been doing several of her classmates’ hair for the past two years. Even though she hasn’t taken professional classes or gotten her cosmetology license, you wouldn’t think she’s an amateur. She not only styled my hair with full, perfect curls, but she also colored it with fresh highlights yesterday and gave me some curtain bangs that she said would frame my face well. I have to agree with her because my new style fits me.
She did a half-up, half-down style for Blaire, and it showcases my best friend’s long neck, which I’m sure will make Camden happy since he constantly likes to attach his lips there. Paired with a white, knee-length dress held up by thin straps, Blaire looks like a dark-haired angel.
Trazia is wearing a pair of high-waisted black jeans that are like a second skin to her body. She’s paired them with a low-cut, dark-green crop top and some seriously sexy strappy heels. By looking at her, you would never know that Trazia is still in high school and turned eighteen years old only a month ago. It helps because the club we’re going to is twenty-one and older, so she should have no trouble getting in now.
I grab my pale-pink velvet dress and head to the bathroom to change. Jules made sure to match my eyeshadow to the dress and contoured the fuck out of my face. Looking in the mirror, I barely recognize myself. My cheekbones are more defined, nose slimmed, and jawline sharper.
Disrobing, I shimmy into my dress and strap on the silver wedges I brought. Twisting around while looking in the mirror, I check to make sure everything is in its place. Last thing I want is for the bottom of the dress to be stuck in my underwear.
Exiting the bathroom, I hold my hands up. “Are we ready to get our club on or what?”
They all cheer and Jules holds up the bottle of vodka we have been pregaming with. Conrad and Levi volunteered to be the designated drivers this evening. Maddox has been complaining for the past two days about how he needs to get out of this house. While many of us are happy lounging on the beach all day and spending time on the patio at night, we understand Maddox’s caged feeling.
“Let’s get this party started,” Jules announces just before she takes a pull from the bottle.
The four of us head down the stairs and as we enter the room, the conversation halts. Camden and Maddox are the first to see us, and Camden has a hungry look in his eyes as he takes in his girlfriend from head to toe. Blaire bounces over to him and sits sideways on Camden’s lap.
Maddox looks down and stands from his seat. “Let’s get going.”
The rest of the guys stand and start heading to the front door. Conrad approaches and rests his hands on my hips. “This dress is far too sexy,” he rasps out by the side of my face.
