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“I’ve been wanting to do that all day,” he murmurs, voice low and gravelly.

I smooth my fingers across his cheek. “Yeah? What else have you been wanting to do?”

His eyes darken at the implicit invitation. Slowly, he captures my mouth again, this time with more passion and hunger, making my toes curl.

By the time we finally separate, lips swollen and breathless, the air has shifted between us. The playful sparks from earlier have ignited into a full-on blaze.

As Lucas helps me up from my lounge chair, with an arm possessively wrapped around my waist, I can’t help but wonder what else that amazing mouth of his is capable of…

2

A Night Out

I stand in front of the floor-length mirror in my rental, checking my reflection for the fifth time. The flutter of excitement and nerves in my stomach reminds me of getting ready for a first date. Which, I suppose, this kind of is.

I smooth my hands over the curve-hugging red dress I picked - it’s perhaps more daring than my usual style, with its low-cut neckline. But I think Lucas will appreciate the view.

As I put the finishing touches on my makeup, the memory of our steamy kiss comes back to me. The way Lucas’s strong hands grasped my hips as his mouth moved over mine…Fuck, the attraction between us is insane. His youth and cocky self-assurance are clearly out of my usual comfort zone, but I’m drawn to his playful charm like it’s nobody’s business.

A knock at the door stirs me from my thoughts. With one last fluff of my curls and spritz of perfume, I go to greet my date.

Lucas stands on my doorstep looking like a whole entire five-course meal. His black button-down shirt deliciously strains across his big shoulders and defined biceps. His hair is its usual sexy tousled, and that darn dimpled grin is already making me weak in the knees.

“Wow. Shana, you look…incredible,” Lucas rasps as he takes me in.

I smirk. “You clean up pretty nice yourself, superstar.”

We make playful small talk on the drive to the restaurant Lucas booked for dinner. And underneath our flirty banter, I sense genuine interest and effort on Lucas’s. It’s flattering and disarming all at once.

At the restaurant overlooking the glittering Pacific, the conversation continues flowing naturally. Lucas asks thoughtful questions about my job and life, and I about his hockey career and other passions.

Despite coming from quite different worlds, I feel at ease with Lucas in a way that surprises me. He has an optimism about life I find refreshing. And the vibe between us is just right. Comfortable and exciting all at once.

After lingering over dessert, Lucas suggests heading to a bar down the street for drinks. And things get quickly heated. Soon we’re dancing closely, bodies pressed together, sharing a flirty chemistry.

Lucas’s hands firmly grip my hips as we sway, sending tingles up my spine. When he leans to speak low into my ear, his warm breath makes me shiver.

“What do you say we get out of here?”

I bite my lip, only hesitating a moment before replying, “your place or mine?”

Lucas’s face lights up, and he takes my hand to lead me out. My heart pounds with anticipation as we rush back to his rental under the moonlight…

3

Vacay Stud

Shana

Lucas leads me back to his beach house rental, his hand firm on my lower back. As soon as we’re inside, his lips are on mine again, kissing me hungrily.

I let out a soft moan as he backs me up against the wall, his hard body pressing against my curves. I can feel his muscular chest and arms as my hands roam over him.

Lucas trails kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. His hands slide lower, grasping my ass and pulling me tighter against his growing erection. He feels long, hard, and thick.

“Damn, you feel good,” Lucas murmurs. “I’ve wanted you all fucking day, Shana.”

Hearing the raw desire in his voice sends a shiver through me. “Then what are you waiting for, handsome?” I tease, voice breathy.

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