Chapter Six
Dane
I don’t knowwhat I was thinking. I promised her I’d never force her to do anything sexually, and then I just ate her out against the wall and jacked off all over her like a wild animal.
But, fuck, when I’d seen that young punk’s arms around her, I just lost it. I fucking lost it.
I don’t know why it never occurred to me that she might have a boyfriend. She’s fucking gorgeous. A ray of sunshine in this dark, dreary world.
I just figured if she did have a boyfriend, there’s no way she’d have agreed to my deal. And if she did have one, it wouldn’t matter anyway because she wouldn’t have one for long.
I can’t let her be with someone else. I just can’t. I’m physically and emotionally incapable of doing it. It would destroy me. Can’t she see that?
I’ve contented myself with just stealing touches and kisses from her these past couple weeks. I was going slow with her, just happy to have her shining presence in my life, but then seeing that boy’s hands on her had caused something within me to snap.
I had to taste her. I had to mark her as mine.
I finish washing up and walk out of the bathroom ready to apologize to her and attempt to explain my barbaric behavior.
But she’s not there.
I feel a surge of panic rise up within me. She’s nowhere in the penthouse.
When I check the balcony, I see her small form stories below me on the empty, darkened beach below. She’s walking on the sand toward the ocean, the moonlight casting her in an otherworldly glow.
I’m on the ground floor in a minute, and them I’m outside in a flash, running across the sand.
She’s already in the ocean, and I splash into the warm water of the Atlantic, intent on getting to her.
“Summer!” I call out to her as I make my way out to her as quickly as I can. God, doesn’t she know she could get hurt out here all alone this late at night?
She turns to look at me, and then she starts swimming more quickly, trying to get deeper and further away from me.
I curse as the waves crash harder and redouble my efforts to reach her. My strokes are longer than hers, so I catch up with her before she gets in over her head and pull her back to me.
“Let go of me!” she screams as I pull her against my chest. She thrashes against me, splashing me with her little fists that are beating against my chest. I barely feel the impact, though she’s splashing enough to drown us both.
“Never,” I tell her, and I mean it. I’ll never let her go.
“You’re insane!” she hurls at me, angry tears marring her pretty face.
“About you? Yeah,” I agree with her, pulling her closer to me. God, she’s so beautiful like this. Wet and angry in the moonlight with the waves crashing all around her.
“Goddammit,” I curse as another wave raises us up and crashes just past us.
And then I can’t fight it.
I crash my lips to hers, tasting the salt on her lips.
My heart about jumps out of my chest when I feel her kissing me angrily back. She’s like a wild thing in my arms as she flings her arms around my neck and wraps her legs around my waist.
My cock surges to full mast, seeking her center. I reach down between us to stroke her pussy through her bikini bottoms, and she bites my lip in response, letting out a moan.
Her body’s hot for me too whether she wants to admit it or not, and I growl in response.
I push her bikini bottoms to the side and pull my cock out, lining it up with her hole. I’m half crazed with lust, so much so that I almost can’t see straight.
She makes a sound, half protest, half desperation.