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  She made her way over and opened the door. This was no ordinary beach cabin. This was a house. It had been fitted with modern furnishings and, like the penthouse; one wall was made up completely of windows to give an unobstructed view of the ocean. It would be no hardship to live here. But there was stillness about it as if it hadn’t been lived in for a while.

  “I take it you can’t find the towels?”

  The voice behind her made her jump. “I was just admiring the view. This is another wonderful surprise.”

  She turned and her throat went dry. Standing in front of her was a vision of male sexuality. Brandt was standing before her, bare-chested, his board shorts hanging low on his hips. It was a shame he didn’t believe in wearing speedos. She was sure they would display his package quite nicely.

  She watched his eyes darken and a small smile broke across his mouth. He was well aware of her surveillance of him. She glanced down at his shorts again and could see a slight tenting of them. By the end of the day, she was determined she was going to see just what those shorts were hiding.

  “Like what you see?”

  “What’s not to like? But in answer to your question, no I can’t find the towels. Where are they?”

  “Right there.” He pointed to the table in the centre of the room. Sitting right in the middle was a small pile of towels.

  She walked towards them and picked up a couple. “Right then, lets hit the beach.”

  “Did you want to change in here, that way your clothes will stay sand free?”

  She hadn’t thought about getting sand in her clothes. “Good idea. I’ll be right out. Run along now.”

  She shooed him out of the house, why she didn’t know. But she was still feeling a little nervous. His chuckles rang in her ears as he walked out and closed the door. She quickly shed her clothes, folded them and placed them on the couch. She wrapped a towel around herself and walked back down to the beach.

  She could see where Brandt had dumped the towels and laid out a blanket. As she got closer, she could see his shorts lying on the ground. Was he swimming nude?

  She shaded her eyes and scanned the water. She couldn’t see him anywhere. The flat waters reassured her he would be caught in a rip, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t hurt himself somehow and was in trouble.

  Her mind whirled with different possibilities. She dropped the towel from around her, and raced to the water’s edge. The water was warmer than she expected so she waded in, still unable to see any sign of Brandt. She was thigh deep in water when something grabbed her around the ankle. She let out a scream as her leg was pulled out from under her. She didn’t get totally immersed in the water but the motion created enough of a splash to have water spray into her eyes.

  She blinked rapidly against the sting of salt water. “What the hell?”

  Once she got her balance, Erika only had moments to take a deep breath before she was pulled under again. Muscular arms wrapped themselves around her waist, turning her and pulling her close against his chest. He gave a little kick propelling them to the surface.

  “Did I scare you?” He waggled his eyebrows in a devilish manner.

  Not wanting to be seen as a wilting rose, she stiffened in his hold. “Don’t be ridiculous. I knew it was you the whole time. Now, are we going to have a swim?”

  She pulled away, and as gracefully as she could, started a low crawl away from Brandt. She swam for a few yards before turning over and floating on her back. She gazed up into the blue sky and saw a lone bird, gliding along, flapping its wings occasionally. It looked so free and peaceful. If only her life was that easy.

  The gentle splash of water sounded nearby, an indication Brandt was swimming towards her. Not wanting to risk another dunking, she flipped over and started to tread water. Brandt caught up to her, and then stood. She was surprised to see the water only came up to mid chest. She stopped and warily straightened her legs. Her toes curled into the water and she glanced around taking everything in. Erika was captivated by her surroundings. She was in paradise with a gorgeous guy. It didn’t get much better than that.

  Erika walked over to where he stood. Water trickled down his chest tempting her to touch him. Her fingertips lightly touched his chest, the muscles contracting beneath her fingers. She traced the outline of his six-pack. His breath came in shallow gasps. She looked down, and through the clear blue water, she could see he wasn’t naked but wearing speedos as she wished for him to wear. The tell-tale bulge showed he was enjoying what she was doing.

  Feeling empowered, she ran her tongue over one of his nipples. Taking the nub, she sucked it into her mouth, drawing a groan from Brandt, which vibrated through her blood, encouraging her to do more. She moved one hand around his back, feeling the rippling muscles. For someone who must spend an awful amount of time behind a desk, he kept himself in shape. She liked a strong, muscular man and she could wait to touch more of him.

  She trailed more kisses over his chest, and then standing on tiptoes, kissed the hollow between his shoulder and neck. His arms tightened around her and his hand lazily circled her bare back.

  She needed more. She kissed his chin, and then locked onto his lips. His fingers dug into her flesh and he deepened the kiss. She revelled in the ability to run her hands all over him. There was no turning back now. She hoped they were on a collision course to hot sex. But she didn’t want their first time to be in the water. She wanted to be in a bed where she could trail kisses all over him, take his length into her mouth and taste his unique flavour.

  His hands pulled at her bikini bottoms and cupped her ass. Tracing its shape before reaching round and touching her pussy. He slipped a finger in and teased her nub. Erika felt her legs buckle and she gripped his shoulders firmly.

  God, I want more. More of him and I want it now.

  Her voice demanded action and she pulled away from him. “Not here, Brandt. As erotic as this is, I’d rather be able to touch all of you.”

  Not waiting to see if he was going to agree, she grabbed his hand and waded back to the shore. They reached the shallows and she gave a tiny yelp as Brandt scooped her up in arms, carrying her the rest of the way toward the blanket and towels. It gave her the opportunity to place small kisses on his neck.

  He growled, “If you want the comfort of a bed, I’d stop right now; otherwise, I’m going to take you here and now.”

  She bit his earlobe. “Promises, promises.”

  “Anybody ever tell you not to play with fire?”

  With that, he dropped to his knees and fell forward, the soft sand underneath the blanket cradling her. He looked deep into her eyes.

  “Are you ready to get burned?”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his hair down.

  “You bet.”

  Their lips clashed and her hands left his neck and grabbed his ass, pulling at his damp speedos. The wet fabric clung and she growled in frustration.

  Brandt rolled off her and pulled them down. His erection sprang out and she ran her tongue over her kiss-swollen lips. She reached down and touched the smooth skin and ran a fingertip over his tip. It bobbed in response. She went to grasp it fully when Brandt’s fingers closed round her wrist.

  “There’s plenty of time for that.”

  Lifting both her arms until they were lying above her head, he used one hand to hold them in place. He lowered himself onto her, his dick nudging her through the fabric of her bathers. A rush of warmth dampened the already wet fabric.

  “I need to feel you, Brandt.”

  “All in good time.” He kissed the hollow between her breasts. “All in good time.”

  His teeth grazed her partially exposed breast. The more aroused she got, the more it threatened to pop out of her top.

  His tongue slipped under the fabric and he flicked her nipple. She moaned and desperately wanted to be naked. Feel flesh on flesh. She wanted him to fuck her.

  She writhed beneath his touch, thrusting her hips against his.

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p; “Are you trying to tell me something?” His voice rumbled against her breast.

  “Yes. I can’t stand this, Brandt. I want you to fuck me. As you said, there’s plenty of time for slow. I want it hard and fast. And I want it now.”

  He lifted his head from her breast and looked in her eyes. Wanting to make sure that she knew exactly what she was asking.

  “Never let it be said that I don’t listen to a woman’s needs.”

  He let go of her arms and pulled her into a sitting position. Reaching around, he undid the ties of her top, grabbing it and tossing it on the ground. He made short work of her bottoms as well.

  He pushed her back down on the blanket and feathered his fingers down her stomach until he had located her moist curls. He dipped a finger through her folds, as if testing her readiness for him. She could have told him not to bother. She was more than ready for his possession.

  All thoughts and sensibilities left Erika as he thrust into her. She let out a short scream. It was heaven—finally having his hard length inside of her. The past twenty-four hours with Brandt had been leading up to this moment.

  He rocked his hips slightly, teasing her with temptation. She pushed her hips up to increase the pressure.

  Brandt took the hint and began to thrust in earnest. Thrusting in and out, she moaned with every movement, his mouth devouring her breasts again. Pinpricks of sensations built. Her blood zinged to life through her, and his movements grew faster. He reached down in between them and circled the nub of nerves, the touch sending her over the edge and she came in a rush. With her inner muscles still cramping around him, Brandt thrust one last time before he pulled out. Seconds later, warm liquid pooled on her stomach.

  He reached behind, grabbed a towel and wiped her it off.

  He kissed her softly and spoke against her lips. “I’m sorry about that, but I didn’t have any protection. I don’t normally lose my head like that.”

  Now she understood; she hadn’t given any thought to protection and was glad that, even though she had made him lose control, he still thought about her welfare.

  She reached up and touched his face. “Thank you.”

  He smiled and his gorgeous dimple appeared. He pulled away from her and stood, proud in his nakedness.

  “Shall we take it up to the cabin? I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for a shower.”

  A shower sounded like a great idea to Erika. Even though they’d been on a blanket she still had sand where sand shouldn’t belong.

  “Lead the way.”

  They walked to the cabin. Erika would have expected to have felt embarrassed walking by his side naked, but it felt the most natural thing to do. She had never been this comfortable around her ex, and that alone should’ve been a sign to tell her he wasn’t right for her. When Rod had fleeced her bank account, and took off with his little bit he’d had on the side, she finally realised what a loser he was. Fortunately, he hadn’t known about her trust fund. Which had he got hold of would have devastated not only her but her family too. She never looked deep inside herself to wonder why she’d never told Rod about her trust fund. Being from a reasonably wealthy family, her dad had always told her to be cautious when it came to revealing her financial status. She’d been wanting to be part of a couple for so long that she overlooked her own warning signs telling her Rod wasn’t the man for her.

  She shook her head. She’d just had the most amazing sex with an amazing guy, yet she was thinking about her ex. She needed her head read.

  It took a moment for her eyes to adjust from the brightness of the sunshine, to the muted light in the house. She welcomed the coolness of the air-conditioned room. Erika could totally picture herself living in the house and envied whoever owned it. What she wouldn’t give to be able to lease this place, even for a couple of days. She’d bet a week’s revenue from her boutique that it would be more than she what she made in six months to lease it. Although she wasn’t sure she’d be able to come back here with another person. Perhaps it would be best to keep this as a special memory. After all, Brandt had given her no indication that he wanted to take things further.

  “That looks painful.”

  “Huh?”

  “Whatever it is you’re thinking, let it go.” He brushed a strand of hair off her face. “Live for the moment, Erika. The future will work itself out. Now you can take the first shower. Head upstairs; the bathroom is third door on the left. I’ll fix lunch.”

  He tapped her on the ass, grabbed another towel and wrapped it around his waist.

  The future will work itself out. What did he mean by that? He was right; she was thinking too much. Sighing, she headed upstairs ready to wash the sand out of her hair and other interesting places.

  Erika looked perfect walking up the stairs. She fitted in his house perfectly. He could imagine watching her go up and down those stairs for a long time.

  He scrubbed his hands down his face. He shouldn’t be having those thoughts. He’d only met her the previous day. He needed to remember what happened the last time he’d risked his heart. How much he’d almost lost.

  It had been a risk to bring her here. To a place he hadn’t visited in a long time. It had hurt to come back to this building. This place had been the start of a dream. A dream that had almost been snatched from him. A dream he was starting to believe in again. But he would do it on his own. He didn’t need anyone in his life. Erika was a warm body in his bed and that’s all she could be. He might still hunger for the taste of her, but by the end of her time at the resort, he was sure the hunger would be filled. If it wasn’t, then he didn’t know what he was going to do.

  He made his way to the kitchen and looked into the refrigerator. He’d arranged for one of his staff to stock it with all the essentials he needed and to air out the house. He only planned to be here for one night, but now he was wondering if he could tempt Erika to stay here for the duration of her trip.

  He looked around the kitchen and peace settled through him. Perhaps he should move back here instead of staying in the penthouse. He could get top money for that suite from guests. He had no separation from his workday and his personal time living at the resort. Maybe that was more the cause of his restlessness than boredom.

  The sound of the shower running upstairs filtered down to him. An image of Erika, naked under the spray, bombarded his brain. His body answered by twitching to life. He walked out of the kitchen and headed for the stairs and for the beauty in a bathroom.

  Food could wait.

  Erika stood under the spray and let the warm water sluice over her, washing away the sand that had collected in places it really shouldn’t. Her body still vibrated from what she had Brandt had shared on the beach. She couldn’t wait to spend more time with him, ideally, tasting and teasing him.

  She poured a generous amount of shampoo and massaged it in her hair. She had grown up with luxury so this was nothing new. But being in this gorgeous house and spending time with Brandt heightened her longing to belong to someone. To be that someone special in a man’s life. Could Brandt be that someone?

  She closed her eyes and rinsed the soap out of her hair.

  “Careful you don’t get soap in your eyes.”

  She shivered under the warm spray. She couldn’t help it; his voice made her weak at the knees.

  He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his chest. The fine sprinkling of hair tickled her back and his hard length rested against her ass. Giving her ass a little shake, she let him know she was ready for round two.

  She took a moment longer to squeeze the excess water out of her hair, and then turned in his arms.

  “I’m always careful. How about you?”

  He opened the shower door and took something off the bathroom countertop. Closing the door again, he held up a condom for her to see.

  “Always and this time I came prepared.”

  “Good to know but,” she sank to her knees which bought her mouth level with his cock. “You won’t be need
ing that just yet.” She took his tip in her mouth and her eyes drifted shut. She had been wanting to taste him for a while and he didn’t disappoint. She took more of his length in her mouth and let her teeth graze his flesh slightly.

  He shuddered, empowering her to continue. She pulled back and then slid down again. Repeating the action a couple of times and each time taking him deeper into her mouth.

  She almost winced as he entwined the damp strands of her hair around his fingers. He pulled her head back and she glanced up at him.

  A shiver coursed through her as she locked on his green eyes burning with desire. He reached out and slowly ran a finger across her mouth. She took it in her mouth and sucked it, imitating what she had just been doing. His erection bobbed in response against her chest. She wanted that, not his finger. As if he had read her mind, he pulled his finger out and redirected her head to his throbbing cock.

  She took him back in her mouth and didn’t hold back. She alternated between sliding her mouth up and down and using her hand to squeeze him. His groans were getting louder with each stroke. His hands were still tangled in her hair. He grasped her head and increased her pace.

  He abruptly pulled her off him and lifted her up, attacking her mouth with his. She gripped his shoulders and stood on tiptoe to increase the depth of their kiss. He trailed his lips down her neck. Erika let her head drop, giving him more access to her pale flesh.

  “I want you so badly.” The words were muttered against her neck.

  “Yes.” She couldn’t think of anything more to say. Her mind was mush and she was only feeling.

  He turned her and pushed her until she was pressed up against the tiles. The contrast between the cold at her front and his warmth at her back only increased her excitement.

  He ran his hands across her belly and up to cup her breasts, teasing the nipples between his fingertips. She moaned as his touch almost sent her over the edge. Sucking him had excited her beyond anything she had ever experienced before. But now, she needed to feel him deep inside of her.