Page 52 of Wreck Me

I splash water in his direction, spraying his face with mist. “Yeah, it is.”

We spend the next few hours surfing, and to my surprise, Carter is actually really good. As I watch him ride his last wave, swim to shore, and walk up the beach to our spot, I realize I haven’t had this much fun in years—maybe longer—and I don’twant this to ever end. I’m prepared to give up everything for a chance with Carter. I need to tell him how I feel, come clean about everything, and make a plan for returning to Washington to take on my dad. I can do this. Carter’s worth it all.

After riding my last wave of the day, I join Carter on the beach, collapsing on the towel he’s laid out next to him as he pushes a sports drink into my hand.

“Thanks.”

“You weren’t too bad out there.”

“Is that a compliment? What have you done with Carter Hayes?” I mock gasp.

“Oh, shut up. Take it or leave it, you may not get another one.”

“Oh, I know I will. You dish out praise and compliments like your life depends on it when your cock is down my throat.” Carter chokes on his drink, which makes me laugh. He leans into my space to smack me, but I grab his wrist before he can make contact, pulling him hard into me. I’m lying on my back, Carter lying next to me, resting on his elbow and hovering slightly above me. I look up at him as his smile fades away, his expression morphing as his eyes become heavily lidded, lust taking over.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper as I brush the dark, wet strands of his hair out of his face. “I’m so obsessed with you.”

The corner of his lip lifts on the left side, just enough to tell me he liked my words. I don’t expect any more, but he surprises me as he leans in and drops a chaste kiss against the corner of my lips.

“What was that thing you did the night after the beach?”

“What thing?” I play innocent, even though I know exactly what he’s referring to. It was hot as fuck and something I’ve always wanted to try.

“By the stairs, when you put our dicks together and jerkedus off like a twisted mix of a Chinese finger trap and a water wiggler.”

I can’t help it, I burst out laughing. A deep belly roll laugh that I haven’t felt in years.

“Goddamn, what a visual you just gave me.”

“It’s true! What the hell was that man?”

“Docking. You liked it?”

“I want to do it again.”

“That good, huh?”

“You blew my mind.”

I roll closer to him so that we’re blocked from anyone seeing anything inappropriate, grabbing his dick quickly through his pants and finding him already hard.

“You want it, lover? Want me to sheath your dick while I jerk us until we both blow?”

Carter’s breathing picks up, and I love how responsive he is to me. He leans in, nipping at my bottom lip, making me hiss.

“Let’s get you home then, and I’ll take care of us.”

I’m on cloud nine as Carter and I put the beach stuff away. I haven’t had this much fun in so long, and I’ve never been able to be so openly affectionate with another person. Carter is still figuring out who he is and understanding his sexuality, but he’s surprisingly open to everything we’ve done.

“I’m going to go make a phone call and check on things before I jump in the shower. Movie night and burgers?” he asks.

“Sounds good to me. I’ll go take a quick shower and order us some food.”

Carter heads to the other bedroom for some privacy, and I head to mine with a smile on my face.

Walking into my bedroom, I have to do a quick double-take to understand the sight in front of me. Bleach blonde hair flows across one of the pillows, her face buried in her arm, naked body on full display from the back, a plump ass completely bare right in front of me.

“What the fuck?” I practically snarl. The woman sits up, grabbing the sheet and holding it to her full breasts, confirming what I already suspected.

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