Summer Love in the City (Summer Instalove)

“There you are,” I said. “No more visual input. No more planning perfect shots, and

analyzing colors.”

I was studying her carefully, ready to release her if she seemed nervous. But from the faint

flush across her cheeks and throat, I could tell that she was as aroused as I was.

“Since you led me down an alley,” I breathed softly into her ear, “Will you forgive me if I

behave like a bad man?” She nodded, her head tipping up to mine.

“Keep your eyes closed,” I commanded, not even knowing where this dark tone was

coming from. She nodded slightly, as my thumb ran along her cheekbone, taking hold of her

chin and tipping her mouth up further.

Brushing my lips against hers, she tasted like sunshine and sweetness and everything I’d

ever dreamed of. The tiniest sigh escaped her lips as they parted, as my hands gripped her

hip, pulling her against me.

Her eyes stayed closed as her hands reached up to find my shoulders. Holding her more

tightly against my chest, I turned my hips slightly so that she didn’t feel my erection

thickening between us.

Damn, she was so sexy that I needed to tear her cute little sundress off right here. Her soft

moan as my tongue melted together with hers drove me completely insane. From the way

she wriggled in my arms, our kiss growing deeper and deeper, I sensed that she wanted it to go further as well.

A deep voice from directly behind me completely destroyed the magic. “Excuse me, you

two will have to move along.”

I spun, slipping an arm around her as I pulled her into my shoulder protectively. “Jesus

Christ, Todd, you don’t interrupt a guy like that.”

The man, in a dark blue uniform, instantly laughed. “Devin? Oh shit, man, I’m sorry.”

I let go of Kim to reach out to shake his hand. “Kim, this is Todd. We both worked as

bouncers several years ago at a couple of huge clubs.”

Todd shook her hand gently, then stepped back. “Nice to meet you, Kim. Sorry to interrupt,

but there’s a film crew coming in, and I need to clear this area.”

“No problem,” I said, taking Kim’s hand again. “We’ll take off. But good for you for getting a

respectable job.”

“Just like you,” he said, looking up and down at my suit. “Mister fancy man with his official–”