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His house isn’t too far from this small section of beach. Hell, I’ll settle for a dry-hump in the back of his Jeep if it calms the raging need consuming me. It’s like this every time his lips meet mine. Every time he so much as smiles at me.

I was never this way. Never. It’s all him.

His leaving is going to hurt.

And I know this, accept it, but I will never let that disrupt our journey. We are meant to be, and those six months will be nothing more than a blip in the road.

“God, I love the little sounds you make.” His words are nothing more than a hungry grunt while one hand anchors me. Nick keeps me from moving over his jogger-covered length, while his cock throbs in time with my heartbeat. We haven’t done anything other than his tasting me, and I want more. I know he does too. “Fuck, resisting you is becoming painful, baby. Literally hurts to stop this.”

“Then why stop?” I nip his chin, pushing against his hold. Fighting to find relief. “There’s no one around. Maybe we can play a little—”

“I have plans for us.” His words make me pause. There’s no denying that what he says thrills me. The fact he’s trying to make my first time special means more than he could ever know. “Plans that don’t include naughty girls getting spanked before eight a.m.”

In other words, he’s asking that I trust him and not push. To let him do this for us.

If only he knew that the where or how isn’t important to me. That he is.

Widening my eyes, I follow his lead and try to give him my most innocent look. “Tell me more.”

“You’re dangerous, Mila.” Nicholas shakes his head and pulls me close, tucking me into his chest. A chest that vibrates with his carefree laughter. “Pure danger.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” I tack on with a small huff at the end, even though I’m anything but annoyed. Instead, I’m smiling and my heart flutters.

“Never said I was going to.” With the pad of his finger, he tips my face up so our eyes meet. Grey on hazel, his stare is intense. “When I take you, baby, it won’t be on a beach or empty parking lot. There will be no rush. Nowhere to be or people waiting on us; I want to take my time and enjoy each sigh of pleasure that leaves your sweet lips. Savor every piece of the gift I was blessed with. I want you to come on my cock over and—”

“Stop.” I can’t handle his words and the palpable hunger in his eyes.

“What’s wrong, beautiful?” Jerk is smirking.

Ignoring his question, I scramble off his lap and stand. Hold a hand out. “Hurry up. We need to go.”

“Go where?”

“Gambling.” At my response, he gets this perplexed look on his face. Me too, buddy, I’m a horny mess and need to get a hold of myself.I’m trying to behave for you. “We’re going gambling, Nick. I’m getting lucky one way or the other.”

“Three hundred dollars, Nick,” I repeat for the eighth time because this never happens to me. Casinos rarely love me, and when they do, I break even at best. That’s it. “Dude, it has to be you. No other explanation.”

“You’re too cute when excited.” He taps me on the nose, a soft smile on his handsome face. We’re back at his house now, opening the front door to the beautiful two-story bungalow. It’s in a quaint little area not too far from the beach and close to a few good restaurants. Nicholas steps aside and lets me pass him, keeping close enough that my body grazes his on the way in.

“Perv,” I say, tossing a wink over my shoulders as I toe my sandals off.

“Your perv, sweetheart,” he rectifies, coming to a stop behind me. At once, his scent assaults my senses. All man and spice, with just the right amount of a woodsy after note. Next comes the feel of him—his arm snakes around my waist, pulling me into his very hard chest. Just holds me, while I melt into the embrace. “Did you have a good time?”

God, the things his voice does to me. It’s like velvet honey. Smooth and dangerous.

“You know I did?” I give a small whimper, and he chuckles.

“Any particular reason why?” Nick is toying with me. Not nice.

Turning around in his arms, I wrap my own around his neck before he can protest. Two can play at this game, but mine will just be funnier and less sexy. “Because I kicked ass.”

“That’s it?”

“Heck, yeah!” I even add in the high-pitched tone that usually comes out when I’m excited. Besides, with the way he’s looking at me now, I’m amused, wanting to kiss his pretty-boy face stupid. “We got to play with the pretty, pretty lights out at sea. How could that not be amazeballs? Seriously, slot machines are life.”

“You forgot one very important fact, Mimi.” Nick tries the stern route as he bends his head down and nips my bottom lip, but I’m onto him. See that he just wants his ego stroked a bit since he lost so bad on the machine next to my golden one. “I’m highly disappointed.”

“Watching you lose those eighty bucks in ten minutes was hilarious. I know.”

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