arm free and grabbed for the hair at the nape of her neck when she faltered. He brought her down for a kiss, hungry and bruising in its intensity. He wanted her to the point he barely cared about anything else, anything but this. She pulled his bottom lip with her teeth, but he didn’t stop until she actually bit him.
She removed his hand and then took both of his in hers and pushed them up over his head. “This is hard for me too, but we’re not having sex.”
“Babe, hard for you is an understatement.” He arched into her, trying to soothe himself with the only friction she had on offer.
“You’re not the only one struggling. I’m dying to know just how big your cock is.” She rocked along the length of him. “My mouth is watering just thinking about it.”
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” They rocked against each other, the rhythm picking up with each pass. “If you’re this good with your clothes on, I can’t wait to get them off.”
“But you will wait.” She lowered her head and kissed his neck, her tongue playing with the sensitive skin where his beard faded. Had she been serious when she told him to shave earlier? Was that only this morning?
“I’ll shave tomorrow.” His breathing was ragged, his nostrils flaring with each rough breath.
“Good idea.” She gave a quiet laugh, her breasts jiggling against his chest. Her breath came in choked gasps and she circled her hips twice more and then stilled.
“Holly?”
She let go of his hands and sat up, still straddling him. “Yes?” Her cheeks were flushed, her chest and ears wearing a matching blush.
“Did you just…”
“Use you like a sex toy? Kind of.” She rolled off and then stood. “If you ask me after I wrap the shoot, I might change my mind.”
He stayed on his back, staring at the starry sky. “This is a first.”
“Aw, that’s sweet. I’m glad I could be your first dry hump. In America, that’s how we spend high school.” She held out a hand for him and he let her pull him up.
“I went to high school in New York. There was a name for girls like you.”
“Cock tease, I remember it well. I don’t sleep around. And I told you before any of this started that I wasn’t putting out.”
He wrapped his arm over her shoulders and started them back up the path. “True, but you didn’t mention that I would be.”
Chapter Ten
Holly stepped out on the lanai and held up her cell phone. She breathed a sigh of relief as the bars lit up on the display. Her interlude with Harm on the beach had put her behind schedule and she couldn’t afford to be without her phone. She dialed up her voicemail and turned to look at the house.
Most of the lights were off, allowing the stars to reflect off the glass facade. But the upper corner glowed like a beacon. The sight drew her eye and her breath. Unaware of his audience stood Harm, enjoying a shower for the world to see.
Not that there would be many looking. With the rocky outcroppings along his shoreline, no boats would get close enough, and his villa was higher than the house beside his or the collection of bungalows he owned. Right now she was the only one enjoying the view.
What she wouldn’t give for a pair of binoculars so she could study his muscled physique. Water sluiced down his honed body, the showerheads attached to an interior wall. The muscles of his ass flexed as he moved, his back rippling as he pushed water from his hair.
“Come on, turn around.” Holly blinked at the sound of her own voice, unaware she’d spoken. She slipped her phone into her pocket, then looked up to find Harm had done as she wished.
“Oh my.” She pressed her hand to the base of her throat and stared.
She’d known he was long and thick from their time in the sand, but she hadn’t imagined this. The fat head of his hard cock hovered at his belly button. No wonder he wore his shorts so low, he had to have room for all of that.
She tried to tell herself to turn away, but
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