Her sister is there, but Danielle isn’t. Diana thinks Danielle left to look for me, which means we probably just missed each other. This resort is huge, and each bar is on different ends. If I walk back, there’s a chance we’ll miss each other all over again.
I hang around the tiki bar with the bridesmaids for a bit, waiting to see if Danielle comes back. Ten minutes later, I head out to look for her, feeling drawn to the water for some reason.
I’m halfway to the other bar, walking outside, when I look out at the water. Danielle is standing on the shore, long hair blowing in the breeze behind her.
“Danielle,” I say, coming up behind her. She turns, and a smile breaks out on her face. I can’t get to her fast enough.
“Hey,” she says, turning. Her arms are crossed tightly over her chest, and goosebumps cover her arms. There’s a good chance things will be weird now that the moment has come and past.
“Are you cold?”
“Just a little chilled.”
I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close to my body. “Does this help?”
“Yeah, it does. Thank you.” She shuffles closer, resting her head against my chest. My eyes fall shut, and I rest my head against hers.
“I have your phone. I didn’t realize I still did until I went to call you.”
“I remembered after I frantically looked in my purse for it.” Her arms are pulled in, sandwiched between her body and mine, trying to stay warm.
“How are you cold?” I ask with a laugh. “It’s still hot outside.”
“The breeze coming in over the ocean is cool, but I like watching the waves at night. It’s hypnotic.”
“It is.” I run my hands up and down her arms, warming up her skin. Then I take her hand, lead her away from the damp sand, and sit on the beach. She sits between my legs, with her back to my chest. I wrap my arms around her, and she leans back, resting her head against me.
“This is nice,” she says quietly, tipping her head up to mine.
It’s better than nice. It’s perfect. Running my fingertips along her arm, I look down at her pretty face.
“The ocean’s so big.” Her voice is quiet, and her eyes are set on the dark water. “I know that sounds like an obvious statement, but when you think about it, it’s almost hard to fathom. It’s so big across and then so deep at the same time. It’s weird to think how we’re just up here on the surface and so much is going on deep below, isn’t it?”
“I’ve never really thought about it like that, but yeah, it is. There’s so much unknown in the ocean.”
“Right! That’s why it freaks me out,” she says with a laugh. “But I do kind of wish we had time to go snorkeling. Seems pretty safe.”
“I think so. We’ll add it to the list of things we want to do when we come back.”
She puts her hand over mine. “I’d like that.”
“Maybe we should just stay. Extend our vacation another week.”
“Or two.” She twists in my arms, looking into my eyes. “Can you imagine the fit Owen would throw if he found out we decided to just stay here a bit longer?”
I laugh. “I can because I’ve seen him throw a fit like that. And now staying is even more tempting.” I bring my head down, unable to help myself any longer. My lips got to her neck, and a soft moan escapes Danielle’s lips.
“It’s really…tempting.”
“Should we resist temptation?”
She spins in my arms, breaking out of my embrace. Brows furrowing, she locks eyes with me. I swallow hard, heart in my throat. We shared one epic kiss earlier, and I refuse to let that be our one and only. Each kiss will be better than the last.
My hands settle on her waist, directing her back to me. I straighten my legs and urge her forward. Danielle’s breath leaves in a huff as she straddles me, dress bunching up around her tight little ass.
Cock jumping from the feel of her on top of me, I push her hair back and cup her face in my hands.
“No,” she breathes. “We shouldn’t resist it.”Chapter 21DanielleEverything hums inside of me. Every nerve in my body. Every inch of flesh. I’m straddling Logan, feeling his cock harden against me. I rock my hips, and just the fabric of his pants rubbing against me sends a jolt through me.
My face is cupped by both his large hands, and when he inches those long fingers along my cheek, I can’t help but quiver. Because I know without a doubt those long fingers are going to be exploring more of my body tonight.
“Logan,” I breathe, but don’t get any more words out. He puts his mouth to mine and moves his hand to the back of my head, taking a tangle of hair in his grasp. I widen my legs, pressing myself down against his lap. His cock is getting harder, and—holy shit—it feels huge.