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“Yes, this is what you will do. And you will think of me inside of you. First, I will have to spank you for being so bad.”

“Maybe I’ll spank you.”

“Then you will come for my mouth so many times you will be begging for me.”

I rolled onto my front, ready to beg for him then. What I needed to do was get myself a Bob. I put my face down on the cushion of the daybed, my lips pinched together.

“Sally,” called a familiar deep voice outside my cabana. “Sally, are you in there?”

“Yes,” I called.

Javier glared at me, his eyebrows pinched together. “Who is that?”

“Gotta go,” I said, blowing him a kiss. “Bye, beast.” I disconnected the call and straightened out my bikini bottoms.

The cabana flap shifted and opened. “Sally—”

I glanced over my shoulder. “Hi, Hank.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Hank stared at me, a mesh bag dangling in his hand. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, you know, a little rub and wiggle. I’m not very good at it. Why don’t you come over here and help me out?” I rolled over on my back, hands rubbing my breasts, and my knees falling open.

He dropped the bag. One hand went up to cover his face then he stared at me through his fingers. “Sally…I just got here—what if someone comes in…”

“Put the do not disturb sign on the front. Right now.”

He did, glancing out of the flaps for a moment. Apparently, Amber was still off somewhere.

“Come here,” I said.

He looked good—dark hair a little long and mussed up, his sparse beard and mustache short. Shirtless, wearing a pair of board shorts and flip-flops, his gorgeous body was toned and muscular. He was scowling as he stopped and glared down at me.

I yanked his shorts down and put my mouth on his rigid penis. He closed his eyes. “Sally.”

I shimmied out of my bikini bottoms. Then I stood up and bent over the daybed, pushing backwards until his cock was pressed against me. I reached back and pulled him down, then moved my wet slit over him, trying to nudge him inside.

“Oh God.” His hands gripped my hips hard. “We don’t have any condoms, do we?”

“It’s fine. I’m on the pill. Now, Hank. Please. Yes. Come on, babe, I want you so much.”

He thrust into me and I cried out, shivering and pressing harder against him. Closing my eyes there was a confused mashing of Hank and Javier in my mind, to be honest. I bent over farther, reaching one hand down to rub my clit and bounced a little, in a totally abandoned place. He didn’t last long, and I came in a burst. I collapsed forward onto the daybed and Hank fell on my back.

“Wow,” I said, chuckling, “I’m really glad you’re here.”

He rolled off me. “I thought you were more careful than this. Are you screwing everyone bare?”

I stared at him for a moment then grabbed a towel and cleaned myself up. “No. Just you.”

He closed his eyes. “I thought I might walk in here and find you with some asshole from the bar.”

“I’m not interested in assholes. Only dicks, like you.”

“Would you put some clothes on? I can’t think when you’re over there naked.”

I wrapped myself around his back and kissed his neck. “Hank Bridger, you bring out the devil in me. I might have to sit on you if you keep scolding me. Ride your cock until you relax. Would you like to slap my bottom first?”

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