Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“I don’t think so,” I say honestly.
“I’m proud to be the first.” He takes my hand. “Let’s take that walk to the beach.”
We don’t talk much, and it doesn’t seem odd at all. The silence is nice, with the ocean waves crashing in the distance. Some kind of bird makes a high-pitched call as the sun finally eases past the horizon in the twilight.
When we get to the sand, I kick off my silver sandals and Alex removes his flip flops.
“You want to walk to the water?” Alex asks.
Do I? Not really. I want to kiss him again. I want his firm lips all over me. I want him between my legs, the way Brett was last night.
I want...
Infatuation isn’t love.
But also...
Don’t be afraid to ask for what you want.
Lying on the beach with Alex would only remind me of last night with Brett, and I don’t want that. I want tonight to be about Alex and me. Alex—who isn’t anything like I thought he’d be.
I like him. Truly like him as a person. He makes me smile and laugh. And he makes me feel good about myself. Not about my beauty—though he does that too—but about me. About Ariel.
“You know what?” I say. “I’d like to invite you back to the house. To my room.”
He slides a finger across my chest, almost going under my tube top. “I’d like that. I’d like that very much, Ariel.”
I melt into him and give him a hug. A warm hug. Because as horny as I am, I’m also feeling the bud of something else. Something...more. I don’t know if Alex is feeling the same thing, but perhaps I’ll find out.
We walk the few steps back to the stone pathway and retrieve our shoes. “Let’s walk around to the back,” Alex says. “I want to enjoy looking at you in the moonlight a few moments longer.”
I warm all over and slide my hand into his. Again, the silence between us isn’t even slightly awkward. We walk together, our hands slightly swinging, and when we reach the path that leads to the courtyard, Alex turns and gazes into my eyes.
“I’m looking forward to this,” he says.
“So am I.” I melt into him as he lowers his head. I tip my chin to meet his kiss, my pussy aching, when I glance over Alex’s shoulder as two figures rush past.
“Hmm...” I murmur, touching my lips to his softly.
“What?” he mumbles, his lips tickling mine.
“River,” I whisper. “And Emily.”
But that’s the last thought I have as I part my lips and disappear into Alex’s kiss.
EPISODE 46
SEX ON THE BEACH
Emily
I’m so excited anticipating a fuck with River. Sebastian’s hot, no doubt, but River...
Today, on the catamaran, when I was hoping I’d be paired with someone for the afternoon delight, River’s ruggedly handsome face is the image that popped into my head. It took me by surprise, since I’d just been ogling Alex and his slightly nerdy hotness. Of course, then he refused to lose his trunks when I asked.
Or rather, I demanded. Unbecoming, and I won’t do anything like that again. It’s not me, really. I’m not afraid to go after what I want, but curbing my bluntness may be advisable in some situations.
I honestly haven’t really thought much about River. But when I wasn’t as angry with Ariel as she thought I’d be when she chose Sebastian for her lunch date, I figured there must have been a reason.
I believe that reason is now dragging me out of the courtyard and onto the beach.
His words sing in my mind—his low timbre with a slight rasp, his dark eyes, his brooding countenance.
You want to go fuck on the beach?
When we reach the sand, we kick off our shoes. I’m wearing only a satin robe, and River looks scrumptious in dark jeans and a simple black button-down. What is it about a man in black? It adds a layer of mystery to the already sexy cowboy...and I can’t wait to get started. We walk toward the ocean, the moonlight guiding us. My nipples are hard and ready, and I’m hot and wet between my legs.
When we reach the water, River turns to me, his dark gaze blazing. “You still want to do this?”
“Absolutely,” I say without even a slight hesitation.
Do I think River and I could have a future? How can we? My life is in New York, his in Montana. Neither of us can do our jobs anywhere else.
But my interlude with Zion this afternoon—we didn’t fuck, just some oral—taught me something.
Perhaps I’m not looking for love. I'm here for a reason, and not just to catch a billionaire. But I do want some male attention. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten any. Not because no one was interested, but because I’ve been especially intent on building my career since moving to New York. British fashion is one thing, but to make it in American fashion, I need to be at the top of my game. I haven’t taken a lot of time for extracurricular fun.