Page 67 of Nights at Seaside
“I always do.” She slid her hands into his back pockets. “But now I’m ready for a little Sawyer fun.”
Her voice was soft and sensual and sent a ripple of awareness through him.
“I should help them put all the chairs away, then…” He pressed her in tighter against him. “Then I’m going to…” He felt himself getting aroused and decided to keep his thoughts to himself.
“Going to?” She pressed her lips to his chest. “Tell me what you’re going to do to me, Sawyer.”
Powerless to stop the words from spilling from his mouth, he said in a near growl, “I’m going to start with those luscious lips of yours and kiss you agonizingly slowly to pay you back for this. I’m going to kiss your neck and every inch of you, loving you the way you like it.” He pressed his hand to her back, holding her against him, feeling her breathing go shallow. “I’m going to love you until you’re so turned on that you can’t remember your name.”
Her hands fisted in his shirt, eyes dark with desire. “And then?” Her voice was shaky, hardly audible.
“Oh, my sweet summer Sky, you are a sensual girl.”
She tightened her grip on his shirt and pressed her body unbearably closer. “Tell me,” she urged.
“And then I’m going to make love to you until it takes everything you have just to remember how to breathe.”So much for not getting aroused.
“Hurry,” she urged.
Chapter Eighteen
SKY THOUGHT SHE was dreaming, that the harsh whispers were tangled voices of her subconscious. Sawyer had kept his promises and had made love to her until they both lay on the mattress boneless and sated, and she’d fallen right to sleep…until now.
“Sky!”
“It’s time!”
Her eyes took a minute to adjust to the dark, and her brain took another moment to register that the voices coming through her open bedroom window belonged to Bella and Amy. She slid quietly off the bed and peeked behind the curtains.
“Geez! We’ve been calling you for ten minutes!” Bella snapped. She, Amy, and Jenna were each wrapped in a towel, with their hair pinned up messily with clips. Even in the dark Sky could see that Jenna’s red towel matched her hair clip, which matched her flip-flops,of course.
“Hold on. Give me one sec to wash up and grab a towel.” She dropped the curtain and tiptoed into the bathroom, where she donned a towel and a hair clip of her own.
She slid the glass doors open quietly and stepped out onto the deck.
“I forgot my flip-flops.” She reached for the door again.
“Shh.” Bella grabbed her arm, pulled her toward the grass, and headed for the pool. “Too bad,” she whispered. “It’s already two in the morning, and Caden has to be up at four for his shift. He got a call at midnight and had to run out, and he just got back a little while ago. I want to get in the water before he wakes up and notices I’m gone.”
“Pete went out around then, too. He said Grayson’s motorcycle broke down and he had to give him a ride.” Jenna handed the pool key to Bella. “I can’t see a darn thing. Amy, why didn’t you leave the lights on by your deck?”
“I thought I did.” Amy grabbed Sky’s arm. “Sorry, Jenna. At least I remembered the eggless cookie dough from the health food store!”
“It’s the little things,” Sky teased.
The heavy metal chain clanked against the gate, and they all shushed Bella.
“I’m trying,” Bella snapped. “The lock is being fussy. Hold the chain so it doesn’t wake up Theresa. She’s got supersonic hearing.” The pool was closed after eight o’clock, and Theresa took her job as the property manager seriously. She was a stickler for rules.
“How long did it take strummer boy to fall asleep?” Jenna whispered to Sky.
“I don’t know! I was too nervous to pay attention. I kept thinking that you guys were going to show up at the window right in the middle of…you know. And then I got too into it to care.”
The lock clicked open and they scrambled through the gate.
“I didn’t think Caden was ever going to fall asleep,” Bella said, closing the gate quietly behind them.
Jenna dropped her towel and ran naked across the pool deck toward the steps at the far end.
