The Two Week Stand (Sizzling Beach 1)

Dillon, however, really cannot take a loss.

She’s been complaining the whole way back to my villa about it.

Turns out, there was a crab in the shell, and no, it wasn’t dead because she made the host check.

And, no, I’m not kidding.

Then, she said that the crab was faulty somehow.

A faulty crab. I know, right?

It took everything in me not to laugh at that. But I figured if I laughed, there would be zero chance I’d be getting laid tonight. And I really want to get laid tonight because she’s looking hot as fuck in the white dress she’s wearing. It has total virginal vibes going on. It’s begging to be dirtied up.

Also, it was my fault she lost because she picked the number fourteen because of me.

You know, because of the orgasms I’ve given her. Somehow, the making of the number became not as important at that point.

It’s honestly funny though because her complaining isn’t irritating me or bugging me. It’s actually cute as fuck.

I walk up the steps to my villa with Dillon trailing behind me.

“I mean, they all moved, except for mine. That’s fucked up, right?”

“Uh-huh,” I answer as I unlock the door to my villa, planning to shut her up with my tongue in her mouth the moment we’re inside. I push the door open and stand aside to let her in first.

“I bet they put a few lazy bastard crabs in there, you know, so people couldn’t win,” she grumbles as she walks past me into the villa.

I follow her in and shut the door. “But someone did win.”

Why, West? You had her inside and could have shut her up with your tongue and then been inside of her a few minutes later. But no. Instead, you decide to open your mouth and tip her over the edge.

Nice going, jackass.

She stops, turns, and glares at me. Her hands go to her hips. Her eyes are like lasers on mine.

My balls literally shrivel up and start to climb up inside my body.

But weirdly, my dick gets hard.

I guess he likes a pissed off Dillon.

“Yes,” she retorts. “An old couple. Like, the only old couple here. Whose fortieth wedding anniversary it is, might I add. I mean, that’s a total noncoincidence. They might as well have given the prize to the only kid there. Which would have been weird because what would a kid do with a prize like that anyway? Suppose his parents could have used it. But whatever! I mean, really, what the fuck are two old people going to do on a private island anyway? Knit? Play Scrabble?”

Hide from your complaining probably.

Of course, I don’t say that.

“Well, I’m guessing they’ll fuck in between the knitting and Scrabble playing.”

“Ew, dude!” She screws up her nose. “Don’t say that!”

“You do know that old people have sex too, Double D?” I say in a jokey, conspiratorial whisper.

Her eyes narrow. She crosses her arms over her chest, and the action pushes those gorgeous tits up. Of course, my eyes instantly go straight to them, and now, her tits are the only thought in my mind.

“Yes, I know that. I just don’t need to know that right now.”

Well, that makes no sense. But who am I to question her?

Actually, I just don’t want to question anything because my dick is painfully hard, and all I want is her mouth on mine and my dick in her pussy and my hands on those tits of hers.

I slide my arms around her waist and pull her hips to meet mine. Her eyes flare at the contact as she realizes what’s waiting for her once she stops moaning about that fucking crab race and starts moaning my name instead.

“You do remember that you have an island trip in five days and that we’re going on it together, right? And we’re gonna spend the whole time there fucking, and I’m going to spend an inordinate amount of that time finding outrageous ways to make you come.”

Her tense body goes lax. A flush creeps over the swell of her breasts. Her arms unfold, and her dainty hands press against my chest. “Outrageous?” she whispers.

I lean in and press my nose to her temple, inhaling the berry scent of her shampoo and the floral scent of her perfume. I slide it down her cheek and press a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Outrageous.” My hand moves up her waist, and my finger traces a path along the base of her tit. “Scandalous.” I drag my finger up her cleavage. “And dirty as fuck.” I pinch one of her nipples and then swallow her breathy gasp with my mouth.

She opens instantly for me, and I take full advantage and shove my tongue inside.

Fuck. I love the way she tastes and responds to me. It’s addictive as fuck. So is the feel of that tight pussy of hers. I can’t get enough of her at the moment.