I make sure that Pixy is all set, and then we head out the back. “I hope Ava is good for your mom and dad. She gets a little excited about stuff and could wear a person out real quick.”
“You’ve met me, right? My dad? Mom says I’ve always been moving. My dad’s the same way. He may sit, but he’s up and down a lot. She’ll be fine, and they’ll be fine.” I kiss her and then we head toward the beach.
We find the perfect spot, and I drop the bag and the bodyboard. I lay both of our towels out and when I turn to Laken I freeze. Her tank top is off, revealing a tiny red bikini top. She shimmies her shorts down and kicks them to the side.
Please don’t get a boner, please don’t get a boner. Her body is sick—she’s lean, curvy, and soft all at once. Laken does not look like someone who has had a baby.
She must feel me staring because she turns toward me. “Do I look okay?” Laken’s hands fidget like she’s trying not to cover herself up.
I stand to my full height and move to her. “Baby, you’re so fucking sexy I’m afraid I’m going to get a boner right here in front of everyone.”
Laken smiles up at me. “We can’t have that.” Her phone dings, and she picks it up, swiping at the screen. She turns it toward me. “They just got there.” It’s a selfie of my parents and Ava in my dad’s arms.
She sticks her phone in her bag. We quickly put sunscreen on and yes, I take my time rubbing it into her back. Laken returns the favor, and by the time she’s done my dick is at half-staff.
I scoop her up over my shoulder and jog toward the water with her laughter filling the air around us as I fling her into the water. Laken flies out of the water, taking me down. We come up, and she wraps her legs around my waist.
She kisses me, and my dick hardens immediately. We let the water guide us as we rock together. In two moves I could be balls deep inside her, but we can’t do that here. The first time I have her needs to be in a bed where I can take my time, coaxing multiple orgasms out of her.
“You’re a little temptress,” I whisper against her lips. “Come on, let’s get the bodyboard.”
We take turns body surfing the waves. She tries to outdo me every time, and we’ve got some fierce competition going on. Laken gives up first. “Oh my God, I’m tired.” She makes her way toward our towels and collapses.
“Are you alright?”
She nods. “Yeah, I’m just a little out of breath.” It takes a lot of will power not to look at her body.
I lay down on the towel next to her. “That was a lot of fun.”
“Yeah,” she whispers, smiling and closes her eyes.
Chapter Thirteen
Laken
I snuggle into my beach towel and feel his eyes on me. “The sun feels amazing today.”
I look at this gorgeous, sweet man lying next to me and want to jump his bones. It’s very clear he loves his family based on the stories he’s shared, and that makes him even more attractive. “You better stop looking at me like that,” Chance says quietly.
I’m poking the bear, but I can’t help it. “Like what?” I say innocently, rolling to my back. I close my eyes and feel my nipples harden.
The moment he gets close I smell his spicy, clean scent. My lady parts start to tingle, and as his hand slides across my stomach, I swear my bottoms get a little damp. I whimper as he kisses my neck. Chance continues his assault on my overheated skin, and his large palm rests below my belly button.
He nips at the skin where my neck meets my shoulder, and his pinky finger slips under the waistband of my bikini bottoms. “Let’s head back to the house.” Chance’s suggestion is laced with sexual tension.
I’ve lost the ability to speak, so I nod. He helps me stand, and I quickly don my clothes. Chance practically drags me back to his parents’ house. Is this it? Are we going to finally have sex?
The minute we’re inside I’m being lifted. I wrap my legs around his waist, and his hands grip my ass. He carries me into what I’m assuming is his room.
He crawls onto the bed with me wrapped around his waist, hands in his hair. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
I nod. “I am. I-I just don’t want you to be disappointed that I’m not very good at it.”
Chance smiles down at me. “I highly doubt that I’m going to be disappointed. Baby, you react beautifully anytime I touch you. I have no doubt you’re going to be phenomenal.”
He kisses me forcefully and digs his fingers into my hair. I moan into Chance’s mouth as he rocks against me. Shit, he feels large; is he going to fit?
“Chance! Laken!” We both freeze. It’s his sister, Bree. “Hello?” She’s close, and I push up on him.
He quickly hops off of me and he goes to the door, opening it a crack. “What?” Irritation laces his tone.
“Oh shit, is Laken in there with you?”
Chance doesn’t answer her, but I can bet he’s giving her a look.
“Okay, okay I’m sorry. I thought you guys might want to go to the beach.”
He sighs. “We were already there.”
“Sorry, I’ll be out of here in a few minutes. Sorry, Laken,” Bree calls out, but I don’t answer; instead, I bury my face in my pillow and laugh.
Chance climbs on the bed, lying down next to me. “My sister’s a cock blocker.” He throws his arm over his eyes and starts to laugh. I wrap my arm around his waist and kiss every inch of his tattoo—from his shoulder, to his chest, and down to his wrist.
His moans of
