Ash preferred his beach bum disguise. One that made him perfect pickings for a fast and casual vacation romance. But never a man a woman would want to settle down with. That was the point. In his disguise and in his laid-back ways, no one would ever know his family owned half the fucking East Coast.
Which meant he could fuck with no-strings attached and get away without a woman becoming clingy to his wallet.
He walked up to the Cabana, but when he saw Kallie, his mouth went dry. She was dressed in a tight metallic gold dress that clung to every fucking curve her body had to offer. And his hands began to shake again. The halter-topped dress exposed the expanse of her back and her smooth skin glistened in the pale moonlight. She was in a pair of flip-flops with her hair billowing in the wind, causing the veins in his groin to throb.
Fuck.
She looked like a million damn bucks.
She turned to smile at him and he instantly found himself smitten. He grinned as he walked up to her, then offered his hand and gave her a small twirl. The toned muscles of her back twitched and his pelvis began to ache.
What he wouldn’t give to see her naked body riding his cock.
“Pretty Kallie, I think we’ve upgraded,” Ash said.
She giggled and shook her head as a smile slid across her face.
“To what?” she asked curiously.
“How about ... Elegant Kallie?”
“Doesn’t roll off the tongue like the other one does.”
“And we do like tongues, right?” he asked with a wink.
He loved watched that beautiful tint roll across her skin.
“So where’s this awesome bonfire you were talking about?” she asked.
“We could go to that. It’s there. Or...?”
“What are you about to get me into, Wild Child?”
Ash’s eyes widened at the nickname as Kallie threw her head back and laughed.
“If you have a nickname for me, then I have one for you,” she said.
“I like it. So, if I’m the wild child, then we’re definitely going to the other place.”
“And what other place is this?”
“You’ll see,” he said.
The club was hopping and the base was thumping. Women in bikinis and bikini tops were dancing on tables and swiveling their hips. Black lights illuminated the room and people were grinding against one another, and the bumping of the crowd kept pushing them together.
“Are they supposed to be the choppy waves of the ocean?” Kallie asked over the music.
“You could think of it like that, sure. In which case, I’ll need to help steady you on your board.”
Ash moved behind her and his hands fell to her hips. Her bare back was pressed against his shirt and he cursed himself for not unbuttoning it. Her body was hot against his and his hands swirled her hips, her thick ass rubbing up against his groin.
Her body was damn near making him hard.
The music was loud and her body was fluid. She moved with a grace that could only be attributed to the most wonderful of women. Her knees weren’t locked and her hands were in the air, and Ash found his lips pressed closely against her ear.
“The waves would have nothing on you,” he said.
Kallie giggled as she pressed her head closer to his lips.