Something Wet: Beach House Nights Book 2 Read Online Free Page A

the heat of his mouth on her
nipple, the wet lash of his tongue.
    “Someone is going to see us,” she warned,
sighing with pleasure, unsure if she wanted him to stop or keep
going.
    “So what?” he growled. “We’re all adults
here.” He took her shorts and the bottom of her bathing suit down
to the ground.
    Logan released one foot, took it and wrapped
it around his waist. He unzipped his shorts, reached inside and
freed the hard pulse of his arousal. Digging into his pocket, he
found a condom and tore it open with his teeth, all the while
smiling at her. Only seconds passed before he buried himself deep
inside her.
    Violet moaned with pleasure as he filled her,
stretched her, and she moved against him, hot, wet, abandoned. A
rough, agonized masculine groan tore from him. It made her walls
clench and shudder around him. Gripping her butt, he moved with
fine, subtle, circling movements. Before long they became fast and
frantic as he drove himself inside her dripping wetness. She held
on to his massive arms, her nails biting into the hard, springy
muscles. Her head thunked back on the fence as his tortuous
mouth raked over her exposed throat.
    “Lo…gan,” she stammered.
    “Damn, I love it when you say my name,” he
admitted before he reached between their connected bodies and
pressed his thumb on her clit.
    She cried out, coming on a broken sob, wild
spasms of pleasure ricocheting through every pinpoint of her body,
wrenching Logan’s name from her throat over and over.
    “Hell yeah,” he said through clenched teeth.
“Say it again.”
    “Logan.” She thrust her hips at him, and he
pushed back, again and again, faster and harder, until he climaxed,
shuddering violently, clutching her thighs in his hands.
    Neither of them moved for several minutes. To
calm her system, she concentrated on the gentle gurgling of the
pool, the soft sound of music coming from somewhere inside the
house, the bright sparkle of the stars shimmering in the sky.
    More minutes passed before he slid out of her
and lowered her leg. Their eyes met.
    “It’s your fault,” he said. “You shouldn’t be
so goddamn sexy.
    Violet averted her face, but what he said
made her smile inside. He cupped her chin and brought his lips down
to meet hers and gave her a slow, lingering kiss that made her toes
curl. She didn’t look at him when he lifted her foot and put it
back through the hole of her bathing suit and shorts. He glided
them back over her hips and snapped the button back in place.
    “Come on.” He reached down and caught her
hand, bringing her knuckles to his lips. “I think I can leave you
alone long enough for you to shower and eat.” His mouth curved in a
slow sensuous smile. “But I’m warning you. My self-control is not
going to last long.”
    At that she had to laugh. “Understood.”

    They moved through the house. The cool air
made chill bumps pop out on her skin. Thank goodness no one was
sitting in the living area that led out to the pool. If they had,
they’d have witnessed a fantastic erotic show between her and
Logan.
    Voices filtered out of the game room. It
sounded as if they were playing the Wii. The beach house was
perfect for adults and families. Enough room to sleep over twenty
people, it had a large kitchen, two living areas, plus the game
room set up for billiards, TV watching, lounging and playing
cards.
    At the top of the steps he leaned forward and
kissed her, a tender kiss that had her aching for more. “I’ll see
you back down in the kitchen in a few minutes.”
    “Okay,” she agreed, and walked down the hall
to her room.
    In the Jack-and-Jill bathroom she shared with
her friend, Harper, she turned on the shower and disrobed, pealing
her clothes off her still damp body.
    Violet saw it in her eyes the moment she
dared to look at herself in the mirror. She was falling for
him.
    Stupid .
    What the heck was wrong with her? The moment
he’d walked in the door today, she’d had a mission. Seduce