As I resurface, Beck's attention stays focused on me. A satisfied expression fills his face. No matter how much I try to pretend otherwise, I'm ridiculously aware of him on every level.Every shift of muscle.Every flick of his green eyes.I'm all too cognizant of the attraction that buzzes between us. Pretending to ignore him, I swim a few laps. As far as I'm concerned, he's not there.That's what I tell myself, anyway."How's Arron doing?"I glance at him with confusion. "Who?""I guess that answers the question, now doesn't it?" One side of his mouth hitches in amusement. "The last time we ran into each other, you were with some guy named Arron."Oh, right."Yeah," I mutter. "We're not together." Two weeks after that party, I told Arron that I thought we were better off as friends. He didn't agree, and I haven't spoken to him since."That's too bad." He doesn't sound the least bit sorry. "What about now? Is there someone special in your life?"These questions are becomi
He throws a devilish look over his shoulder before a wide grin breaks out across his face. Mischief dances in his eyes. When his feet land on the concrete, he straightens to his full height.Oh.My.God!He's naked!Full-on naked!It's not like I haven't seen the goods before, but that was two years ago. I've tried so damn hard to eradicate the image from my brain."In the house." He tosses out the comment nonchalantly, as if it's no big deal I've been swimming around naked with him for the last half an hour.How did I not realize it sooner?Maybe because I was trying to avoid looking at him altogether?My tongue darts out to moisten my lips. They feel as dry as the Sahara."Don't be shy, Stanbury, take a good look." There is so much heat filling his voice that it could burn me alive. "I don't mind at all."It takes effort to avert my focus. "Just do the dare."I need to get this over with before something happens between us. Something I'll inevitably regret."Don't rush me, w
My attention snaps to him as I swallow down my nervousness. There's a fire burning in his bright green eyes. It kindles an answering flame deep in my core.My ankles hook around his waist, bringing me flush against his taut abdominals. Like the rest of him, they're rock solid. I'm tempted to explore the grooved musculature with my fingers, but don't dare. He stares at my mouth as his tongue darts out to lick at his lower lip.A punch of arousal slams me in the gut.All right, maybe it hits a little lower.With a pent-up breath, I wait for Beck to make the next move. Instead, he remains still, eyes focused patiently on me. Seconds tick by, and it becomes obvious that he isn't going to take control of the situation. A fresh wave of anxiety crashes over me. This is my dare, and Beck is going to force me to follow through with it.Okay. I can do this.Unsure how to proceed, I tilt my head, bringing my face closer until his breath can drift across my lips before mingling with my o
For years, I've fantasized about Mia touching my junk. Although, in my mind, it was more of a caress. Maybe there would be a little licking and sucking thrown in for good measure. In no way did I expect her to try popping them.Fuck me.My poor balls throb with a strange mixture of need spiked pain. Surprisingly, that last maneuver wasn't enough to kill the desire rampaging through my system. Although it took the edge off. All I have to do is think about Mia's curvy body pressed against mine, and I'm once again rising to the occasion.My tongue swipes across my lower lip, and a taste that is distinctly Mia explodes in my mouth. I don't want to dwell on how different the outcome would have been if Colton hadn't interrupted us.Stupid motherfucker.The moment he realized I had my hands full of the only girl I've ever wanted, he should have turned around and walked away. Fuck the chicks we're meeting up with. Instead, he took joy in pissing her off, and now I'm back to square one
August of senior year of college...I pull my Jeep over to the curb and hit the hazards before jumping out. A burst of hot air hits me as I search the thick crowd of people flowing in and out of the airport.The moment I see her blond head, I shout at the top of my lungs, "Alyssa!" There is so much noise and people that it takes a few minutes for her to notice me. "Over here!" I wave my arms like a crazy person to grab her attention.A bright smile lights up her face as she drags a pile of suitcases behind her. Alyssa doesn't understand what the concept of traveling light entails. Actually, for her, this is traveling light. I race toward her, maneuvering around weary passengers. As soon as she's within striking distance, I throw my arms around her, pulling her close and squeezing her tight. For a solid minute, we jump up and down with excitement."It's so freaking good to see you!" Unable to contain my giddiness, I hop from one foot to the other."It's good to be seen," she
I drop onto the bench after a two-hour practice under the blazing sun. I'm fucking exhausted and want to jump in the shower and wash away all the sweat and turf sticking to me. As I peel off my jersey and throw it in my locker, Colton does the same.We've been playing football together since we were kids. We know each other's quirks and tells. Half of the time, he knows which play I'm going to run before I do. I never have to seek him out on the field, he's always where I expect him to be. As far as football is concerned, we have some kind of weird mental connection.Which is exactly why the last couple of practices have been so concerning. No matter what I threw out there today, he wasn't where he was supposed to be. It's not uncommon to have an off day. We all have them. You have to stay focused and work through it. But this has turned into more of a slump and that, we can't have.Not with the season right around the corner.I've got plans this year. And they include brin
"Welcome home, bitch," I shout, attempting to be heard over the pulsing beat of techno music as we clink our shots of Fireball together and toss them back. The cinnamon-flavored liquor burns a fiery trail down my throat, killing any bacteria in its path."Holy shit, that's terrible!" I sputter, coughing as tears gather in my eyes. "No more shots. I'm tapping out."She laughs and orders another round.Alyssa is in her element, chatting with friends who have shown up to celebrate her return to Wesley. For the festivities, she bought a short sparkly silver dress that clings to every curve. Her hair has been curled and left loose so it can float around her bare shoulders. The girl looks seriously hot. And I'm not the only one who thinks so either. There's been a ton of guys sniffing around, and she's been flirting with all of them. Not that I've been keeping track, but my guess is that she's downed at least half a dozen shots. More impressive than that, she's standing upright an
Without hitting the lights, it's impossible to tell if we're in a storage closet or an office. Either way, I don't care. I need to get my hands on this girl before I explode.In my jeans."Beck-"I tug her close and seal my lips over hers. When her palms flatten against my chest, I half-expect her to push me away. Instead, her fingers dig into my shirt. My tongue sweeps over her mouth. When her lips remain sealed, I nip at her lower one. She yelps, and I plunge my tongue inside.The sound of her whimper reverberates inside my brain.It's the best fucking sound in the world.One I want to hear more of.It doesn't take long for Mia to melt. Her hands slide up my chest before wrapping around my neck and drawing me closer. I'm starving for the taste of her. For years we've been dancing around each other, and I can't take any more of it.Whether she realizes it or not, things are going to change.My hands drop from her waist to the roundness of her ass. I widen my fingers before