Just for Now (27 page)

She wanted to have sex on a beach? Hell, yes.

I slipped the straps of her dress back up her arms and covered her tits back up, then grabbed her hand and led her out deeper into the darkness. We walked until the music and laughter from the house had faded away and there was no sound other than the waves..

Amanda pushed at my chest when I tried to pull her against me, and she reached for the button on my pants. There was a wicked gleam in her eyes as she looked up at me. She got the button undone and unzipped them, then pulled down my pants and my boxer briefs. I slipped off my shoes and stepped out of them. My girl wanted me naked, so I was going to oblige her.

She placed both her hands on my thighs and stuck out her tongue and took a swipe at my dick. Holy shit.

“Manda, baby . . . Ohgod.” She wrapped a hand around the base of my cock, then covered it with her mouth.

“Baby, AH, you . . . OH, Manda, God, that feels incredible.” I gave up trying to stop her. I couldn’t form words. I reached down and buried my hands in her hair, and watched in delirious pleasure as she slid my dick in and out of her mouth like it was a damn Popsicle and she couldn’t get enough.

“Holy . . . fuck. UH, yeah. That’s it. So good.” She sucked harder when I praised her. If I wasn’t about to explode, I’d keep on talking, but I needed to get her sweet, hot little mouth off my cock and get inside her.

I reached down and pulled her up. The popping noise her mouth made when my dick sprang free might go down as one of the hottest sounds ever.

“I don’t want to stop,” she said with a pout, trying to go back down on her knees.

“I was about to lose it right there in your sexy-as-hell mouth, and I didn’t want to do that. I wanted to lose it in you.”

Amanda made a cute little O with her mouth, and I reached under her dress to rid her of her panties. I threw them aside, and she laughed at yet another torn pair of her little sexy underwear. I was going to go buy her some more tomorrow. We were gonna need them.

I slipped a finger into her, thinking I needed to get her ready, when my hand met wet heat. “You liked giving me head, didn’t you?” I asked in wonder as she trembled against my hand, more than wet enough for me. “That’s so damn hot,” I whispered, lowering my mouth to capture hers. She was turned on and ready for me just by sucking my damn cock. Shit. This woman owned me. I’d be her slave for life. I just couldn’t lose her again.

Amanda

Preston unzipped my dress and let it drop to the sand below us, and I kicked it aside. He reached for his pants and pulled out his wallet and a small foil packet. I watched as he tore it open with his teeth then slid the condom down over himself. His white teeth bit into his bottom lip as he worked to get the protection in place.

“I’m gonna lie down, and I want you to get on top of me. Just like you rode me on the couch.” He pulled his shirt off, then lay down on the sand, and I stepped over him and lowered myself on him.

“Ah, damn, I’m not gonna last,” he breathed as I placed my hands on his chest and let him guide his erection into me. I was more than ready for him. As soon as he had it in place, I sank down on him and we both cried out from the pleasure of it. I’d missed him so much. This time knowing he loved me. It changed everything.

We dusted the sand off the best we could and fixed each other’s hair before we headed back to the house. We could see people piling out of the front doors as we approached. We’d made it back just in time.

“You want to go in first so your mom doesn’t see us?”

No. I didn’t. I wanted to walk in there holding Preston Drake’s hand and daring her to say anything about it. Was she really going to tell everyone about his past? Because I wasn’t going to leave him, so they’d all know that her daughter was dating a former gigolo. I wasn’t so sure my mom was that self-destructive. Her social circle would eat that information up. Also, she’d have to rat the mayor’s wife out, and that would cause all kinds of drama.

“I want to walk in there holding your hand. I’m tired of hiding things because I’m scared of my mom’s reaction. She is going to be against this, but I don’t care. She’ll learn to live with it. And once she’s around you for any amount of time, she’s going to be charmed. You have that way about you. It is impossible for a female to not like you.”

Preston pulled me up against his chest and cupped my face in his hands. “I love you. I love you so damn much it consumes me. I don’t deserve you, but I’m gonna become the man who does deserve you. I promise you. I’ll make you proud of me.”

I reached up and ran my thumb over his lips. “I am and will always be proud of you. I want the world to know you’re mine.”

About the Author

Abbi Glines is the author of The Vincent Boys and The Vincent Brothers in addition to several other YA novels. A devoted booklover, Abbi lives with her family in Alabama. She maintains a Twitter addiction
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Also by Abbi Glines

The Vincent Boys

The Vincent Brothers

Because of Low

While It Lasts

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