“You’ve got guests,” I said as we walked further up the beach, away from the noise. Away from the lights and his friends and his house. Away from turning back.
“It’s my party.”
“And you’re leaving it to break your rule about clients,” I pointed out.
He froze, and my lips dragged up into a satisfied smile. Cool and calm and collected Surfer Boy was frazzled because of something I’d said. Unfortunately, it didn’t last very long. Tightening his grip on my fingers, he turned to face me, keeping each movement controlled. His lips parted, and I expected him to question me like he always did, to ask me if he was what I really wanted. Instead, he slid his free hand behind me, splaying his hand on my back to jerk me to him.
Everything touched—our bodies and lips and tongues. He smelled like coconut and salt water, and more than anything I wanted that scent on my own bare skin. I was hardly aware when he took me down with him to the sand, pulling me on top of him.
Breaking away from his mouth, I whispered, “I don’t do this a lot.” He cupped my face, tangling his fingers into stray strands of my hair and gazed up into my green eyes.
“Cooper, I’m not going to fuck—not out here.”
“Jesus, Wills, this has been building up between us for days. The last place we’re going to tear each other apart is right here, in the sand, with twenty people close enough to hear you when I make you come,” he whispered in a harsh voice, hushing my gasp with his tongue, his lips, before it even had a chance to surface.
When I came up for air this time, I tightened my knees against his sides and raked my fingers through his blonde hair. He squeezed my bottom and grinned, but it wasn’t easy-going or teasing, like usual. It was brimming with frustration.
“You never talked to me like this before,” I said.
“You coming here tonight was a game-changer."
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Sexy Sunday Snip: TIDAL
Only a few more of these before release day on 12/7! I hope you enjoy!