Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
“All right.” He laughs, turning away from me.
I get undressed faster than I ever have in my life, then I jump into the water and don’t even have a chance to panic before his arms are around me and he’s pulling me against his warm body. “You’re a liar. It’s freezing!” I gasp pushing my cold, wet hair out of my face.
“You’ll get used to it. Hold onto me,” he orders before swimming us farther away from the dock.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I say quietly when he stops swimming.
“It’s fun to be bad.” He smirks, and all I can do is shake my head.
“How many girls have you said that to?”
“None.” His fingers spread out over my back, and I press my chest into his, relishing in his warmth. When I feel the length of him harden against my belly, my insides twist into a knot.
“Jace.”
“Penny.” His fingers slide up my spine, causing goose bumps to spread across my skin like a tidal wave.
“What are you doing?”
“Thinking about kissing you.”
“We shouldn’t,” I whisper, looking into his eyes, and his gaze drops to my mouth.
“I think we both know we want to.” He leans in and brushes his bottom lip across mine.
“That doesn’t mean it would be smart.”
“This might be the smartest thing I have ever done in my fucking life,” he says, opening his mouth over mine, and I fall into the kiss with ease, tipping my head to the side.
Our bodies mold together as our tongues tangle, and I do what I’ve wanted to do for days and slide my fingers into his thick hair. When his mouth leaves mine, I let out a disappointed whimper, then moan when his teeth nip the skin of my neck and travel down to the tops of my breasts.
“Fuck, I’m obsessed with these.” He lifts the top half of my body out of the water with such ease that I wonder if he can touch the bottom out here. Then his warm lips wrap around my nipple, and everything outside of his mouth on me ceases to exist.
Circling him with my legs, I let my head fall back to my shoulder and dig my fingers into his flesh, relishing in the feeling of him taking full advantage of our lack of clothing and the darkness surrounding us. I should have known he’d be good at this…
Although I shouldn’t know how good he is at this.
My mind is a muddled mess, and like he knows I’m overthinking, his mouth finds mine once more, and I stop thinking all together. Instead, I let everything go and just soak up his taste and the way his warm skin feels against mine. How someone can be so hard but so smooth is a conundrum I doubt I’ll ever figure out.
When there is a giggle and a splash, I pull away from him with wide eyes and my heart pounding.
“What was that?” I pant.
“Someone had the same idea as us,” he says quietly, and I try to search the dark to see who it is.
“Ian, you’re going to get us in trouble!” I hear a woman cry, and my eyes widen even more.
“I think that’s Mel, and obviously she’s with Ian,” I say, holding tighter to him as he begins to swim us silently toward the dock.
“Probably, they’ve been hooking up for years.” He grins at my frown. “What?”
“She said she had a crush on you. Or at least Sammy told me that. She just told me that she thinks you’re hot.”
“And?”
“How can she have a crush on you and hook up with someone else?”
“First, I’m here with my fiancée, so she knows she doesn’t stand a chance. And even if I weren’t here with you, she’s not my type.”
“She’s beautiful.”
“No, you’re beautiful. She’s average.”
“Yeah right,” I mumble, and he stops swimming.
Placing his finger under my chin, he looks me in the eye… and ruins me.
“Between your curves, that hair, and your personality, Penny, there’s no competition.”
Darn, he’s good with words, and that is bad. Really, really bad. The last thing I need is to fall for my fake fiancé.
“Do you think we can get out of here without them knowing?” I ask, because changing the subject and pretending his statement had no effect on me is the smart thing to do right now.
“Depends on how quiet you can be,” he says, sounding… frustrated?
“Very, if it means no one else sees me naked.” That comment gets me a wicked smile that has my toes curling.
“I’ll get you to the shore on the opposite side of the dock, then grab our clothes and meet you over there.”
“Okay.” I help as much as I can until my feet hit the bottom, then I keep my body hidden as he swims off. I watch him from my vantage point when he grabs our clothes, then almost laugh as he swims back toward me with them held over his head. How Ian and Mel don’t see him is anyone’s guess. Then again, from what I can hear, they are completely distracted by what they are doing.