The Bad Boy's Seduction (Bedding the Bad Boy Book 2) by Lili Valente, Jessie Evans Read Free Book Online Page B

subconscious, clearly having no reservations surrounding fantasizing about Colt, barely waited for her to hit her REM phase before clicking over to the Colton Brody Naked and Sexy channel.
    “Get over here,” Colt said, blue eyes flashing as he crooked his finger her way. He was lying beside a crystal blue swimming pool, stretched out on a towel in the sun, wearing nothing but a pair of tiny swim trunks that showcased every inch of his incredible body.
    Well, almost every inch…
    But she would be seeing those other inches before too long. Right after she finished teasing Colton for his questionable fashion choices.
    “I would,” she said, leaning against the doorway of the pool house, crossing her arms over her bikini-clad chest. “But I’m too busy admiring this outfit. Nineteen eighty-two called. It wants its shorts back.”
    “Don’t pretend these don’t make you hot,” he said, propping up on his elbows and bending one knee. “I know you have Magnum P.I. fantasies. You used to watch those reruns, see Tom Selleck’s long, hairy legs hanging out, and wonder why it was suddenly so hard not to squirm in your chair.”
    Olivia’s cheeks went molten hot. “Oh my God. I did not!”
    “You blush when you lie,” he said, grinning wickedly. “Did you know that about yourself, Olivia? You blush when you come, too. Your breasts get all pink and it’s all I can do not to bite them.”
    “You’re a bad man, Mr. Brody,” she said, biting her lip, amazed that he could get her humming with just a few naughty words and a smile.
    “That’s what you like best about me.” He stood and prowled across the pool deck toward her. “Now it’s time to show you a trick I’m very proud of.”
    She tilted her head back, gazing into his eyes as he stopped close enough for her to smell the addictive scent of sunscreen and Colton mingling on his skin. “What’s that?”
    He took her by the shoulders, turning her around and pressing a kiss to where her suit was tied behind her neck, making her shiver. “How fast I can get your bikini off using only my teeth.”
    Before she could tell him that they couldn’t get naked outside—what if someone showed up for a swim—her bathing suit top was on the ground and her breasts were in Colton’s big warm hands. He captured her nipples between his fingertips, rolling them with the perfect pressure, sending waves of arousal coursing through her, melting her from the inside out.
    “I’ve been dreaming about your tits all day,” he whispered against her neck, pulling her back against him until she could feel the thick ridge of his arousal nudging insistently against her ass. “Thinking about how I wanted to spread suntan oil all over these beautiful breasts and slide my cock between them while I play with your pretty little nipples. But now that I’ve got you here all I want is your pussy.”
    “Yes, please.” Her head fell back against his shoulder as she arched into his touch. She was already dizzy, drunk with wanting him and he’d barely had his hands on her thirty seconds. “I want that. I want you so much.”
    “How much?” he asked, pulsing his cock against her, sending a rush of heat out to dampen the crotch of her bathing suit bottom.
    “So, so much.” Her hands came to cover his as he continued to tease her nipples. “Please, Colt. Don’t make me wait. I’m so wet for you already.”
    “I won’t make you wait, baby,” he said, his voice husky. “I’ll give it to you right now, but I’m going to need something from you in return.”
    “Anything,” she said, squirming as the ache between her legs grew even more intense.
    “I’m going to need you to say my Magnum P.I. shorts are sexy.”
    “Your Magnum P.I. shorts are so sexy,” she said without a beat of hesitation. “The only thing sexier will be the moment you take them off and I can see your cock hard and ready to take me.”
    He cursed beneath his breath. “Your dirty talk is getting so much