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Authors: Anna Hackett, Anna Lowe, Leigh James, Ember Casey, Zoe York, Ruby Lionsdrake, Zara Keane, Sadie Haller, Lyn Brittan, Lydia Rowan
Tags: Romance, Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy, romantic suspense, science fiction romance, Erotic Romance, Action-Adventure Romance
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bottle of sunscreen against her side. His knuckles rubbed against her waist and she shuddered with pleasure. He was halfway to making her climax on a public beach, with a few words and an almost innocent touch. “I’m heading back to the room.”
She rolled his statement over in her head. Did he mean for her to follow him? Why wouldn’t he just invite her to come back with him? Was this another way to toss the ball back into her court? Maybe she shouldn’t follow him. But she did, first with her eyes, and then with her feet as he disappeared through the doors and into the shade of the lobby.
She managed to slow herself down in the lobby.
Go to the gift shop. Go find the information table about the race.
Her footsteps faltered as she looked at those two options, then the elevator.
There wasn’t any way she could stop herself from pressing the up button.
Her heart hammered in her throat and her cheeks burned—could anyone tell what was in her mind? What Cade had whispered to her before leaving her at the beach?
Was she reading the situation all wrong? Would she find him reading a magazine when she got up to the room?
“So yeah, thanks for leaving me the sunscreen, but I decided to go shopping instead.”
She practiced the excuse for following him over and over again until the elevator car stopped on their floor.
Then she stopped thinking about anything at all.
Hands shaking, she fumbled with the room key. The light turned green on her third try, and she held her breath as she cracked the door open.
The shower was running.
And it was louder than usual, because the door was open.
She flattened against the wall opposite the bathroom door, dropping her beach bag on the floor.
Cade stood under the water, his back to her. He lifted one arm, then the other, soaping up as he washed off the sand and salt. Her eyes greedily ate up every bit of his body, from the parts she’d seen before—the broad shoulders and long, muscled arms and legs—to the breathtaking view of one part she hadn’t before—his tight, flexing ass. Paler skin than the rest of him, his glutes pulled high and tight with each stretch of his extremities.
She wanted to take a bite out of him. Squeeze that butt hard as he surged into her and smack it when they were done.
When his hands disappeared on the other side of his body and stayed there, Mel thought she might pass out from holding her breath.
Was he doing what she thought he was doing?
His right elbow swung out into the steamy water, then pulled tight against his side. Again.
Holy shit.
A low groan carried over the hissing, steamy spray of water, and Cade rotated, sliding his back against the tiles, disappearing halfway behind the door, but giving her a view of the rest of him.
He was huge. At least she was pretty sure he was huge. There was steam and a giant hand in the way, and her perception was definitely clouded by lust, but as he fisted his cock, there was still a lot of flesh he wasn’t holding.
And his left arm was, in fact, braced across his torso, his hand heading straight to the piercing.
She wanted to do all of it for him. Stroking, tugging. And more… She wanted to drop to her knees for him, mouth open and welcoming.
Her sex flooded with moisture as she watched him get himself off, but she didn’t touch herself.
Not with her hands. She pressed her thighs together as she rocked her hips back and forth and squeezed her pelvic muscles. She felt…empty. Hungry. Her mouth watered for the taste of Cade’s skin on her tongue, and her pussy clenched as she imagined the thick press of that erection sliding between her folds.
Fill me up.
She gasped as his hand sped up to a blur, as a long, sustained, cursing groan filled the air. She couldn’t see the actual evidence that he’d come—the glass and steamy water obscured that detail, damn them—but he sagged back against the wall, and so did she.
That was, hands down, the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
And now it was
She rolled his statement over in her head. Did he mean for her to follow him? Why wouldn’t he just invite her to come back with him? Was this another way to toss the ball back into her court? Maybe she shouldn’t follow him. But she did, first with her eyes, and then with her feet as he disappeared through the doors and into the shade of the lobby.
She managed to slow herself down in the lobby.
Go to the gift shop. Go find the information table about the race.
Her footsteps faltered as she looked at those two options, then the elevator.
There wasn’t any way she could stop herself from pressing the up button.
Her heart hammered in her throat and her cheeks burned—could anyone tell what was in her mind? What Cade had whispered to her before leaving her at the beach?
Was she reading the situation all wrong? Would she find him reading a magazine when she got up to the room?
“So yeah, thanks for leaving me the sunscreen, but I decided to go shopping instead.”
She practiced the excuse for following him over and over again until the elevator car stopped on their floor.
Then she stopped thinking about anything at all.
Hands shaking, she fumbled with the room key. The light turned green on her third try, and she held her breath as she cracked the door open.
The shower was running.
And it was louder than usual, because the door was open.
She flattened against the wall opposite the bathroom door, dropping her beach bag on the floor.
Cade stood under the water, his back to her. He lifted one arm, then the other, soaping up as he washed off the sand and salt. Her eyes greedily ate up every bit of his body, from the parts she’d seen before—the broad shoulders and long, muscled arms and legs—to the breathtaking view of one part she hadn’t before—his tight, flexing ass. Paler skin than the rest of him, his glutes pulled high and tight with each stretch of his extremities.
She wanted to take a bite out of him. Squeeze that butt hard as he surged into her and smack it when they were done.
When his hands disappeared on the other side of his body and stayed there, Mel thought she might pass out from holding her breath.
Was he doing what she thought he was doing?
His right elbow swung out into the steamy water, then pulled tight against his side. Again.
Holy shit.
A low groan carried over the hissing, steamy spray of water, and Cade rotated, sliding his back against the tiles, disappearing halfway behind the door, but giving her a view of the rest of him.
He was huge. At least she was pretty sure he was huge. There was steam and a giant hand in the way, and her perception was definitely clouded by lust, but as he fisted his cock, there was still a lot of flesh he wasn’t holding.
And his left arm was, in fact, braced across his torso, his hand heading straight to the piercing.
She wanted to do all of it for him. Stroking, tugging. And more… She wanted to drop to her knees for him, mouth open and welcoming.
Her sex flooded with moisture as she watched him get himself off, but she didn’t touch herself.
Not with her hands. She pressed her thighs together as she rocked her hips back and forth and squeezed her pelvic muscles. She felt…empty. Hungry. Her mouth watered for the taste of Cade’s skin on her tongue, and her pussy clenched as she imagined the thick press of that erection sliding between her folds.
Fill me up.
She gasped as his hand sped up to a blur, as a long, sustained, cursing groan filled the air. She couldn’t see the actual evidence that he’d come—the glass and steamy water obscured that detail, damn them—but he sagged back against the wall, and so did she.
That was, hands down, the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
And now it was
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