The
man’s shadow fell over her as he bent down. She peered up into his face and her
breath caught in her throat. Something in his manner exacerbated her hunger for
hot, mind-blowing sex.
“Are you
going to give me a tour from the front seat of your car?” He chuckled. “I
promise not to bite.” He smiled secretively, and then whispered almost beyond
earshot. “Too hard.”
She
stared at him opened-mouthed. “Excuse me?”
“Nothing. Just wondering if you’re planning on exiting your vehicle
in the near future?”
“I’m
just getting my camera and phone. You should be enjoying the view.”
“Trust
me, from this vantage point, I am. The sights are more than alluring.”
What was he talking about? His gaze hadn’t left her face or body. Her fingers trembled, knowing he waited to trek over the sugary sand toward the water’s edge. Hazardous for her given the lunar timing. She was coming undone alright. Her spine snapped to attention as a pulling sensation stretched across her skin in all directions. She scratched her neck, fighting the urge to rub her back against the seat.
What was he talking about? His gaze hadn’t left her face or body. Her fingers trembled, knowing he waited to trek over the sugary sand toward the water’s edge. Hazardous for her given the lunar timing. She was coming undone alright. Her spine snapped to attention as a pulling sensation stretched across her skin in all directions. She scratched her neck, fighting the urge to rub her back against the seat.
The skin
under her waistband burned from unseen etchings. If she pushed down her skirt,
she’d find faint ridges of topical scales appearing over her skin. Same sequence
every month, minus one tempting man-candy. She imagined tasting Wyatt’s lickable
body.
Marissa
pulled at the cuffs of her shirt and stammered. In the rearview mirror, she
studied his vehicle parked behind her. “Are you sure about your car? I-I think
your car is sticking out. It’s rather large.”
He
returned her gaze with an arched brow. His heated stare was too much, and she
lowered her gaze down his body, stopping at the bulge in his pants. A quiver
released between her shoulder blades. Wyatt’s manly equipment had her
salivating. She swallowed, afraid any second she’d become a drooling fool. Her
client had no idea her psyche verged on shattering by his mere proximity. In
this state, her sense of smell and hearing were out-of-control.
She
muttered, “Some clients are rather select about their packages… I mean
vehicles.”
“Darling, that vehicle is the least of my worries. It’s now or never,
sugar. The shore isn’t about to come to us, so I guess we’d better get a move
on.”
“Are you
sure you don’t want to go down by the shore alone? To get a sense of the site. I
can wait up here at the boardwalk.”
“Miss
Silverpointe, I’d bet the view around here changes rapidly depending upon
a state of relaxation. Doesn’t it, sweetheart? Besides, you gave me your word.
It’s you and me. Undivided. Shall I get a lasso to keep you near me?”
She
ignored his comments. To feed into his teasing would unhinge her further. “That
goes hand in hand with any ocean-front property. I imagine you’ve learned to
plan for all sorts of contingencies. After developing into what is it now, 24 or
25 beachfront residences, you, more than anyone, would know how volatile the
ocean can become.”
“I’ve
got immense respect for Mother Nature. I also understand how to harness and
stabilize wild forces and untamed energy. All it takes is a steady, firm hand.
And patience. I’ve got both. The only thing I’m missing at the moment is a
realtor.”
“Duly
noted,” she muttered softly to herself, unable to stall him any
longer.
He held
out a large palm to her, wicked humor spilling out in his tone. “Well, either we
can dance or sit on the sidelines? I want you with me now and in the future. You
signed on for this deal. I expect your opinion on all issues. Twenty-four-seven.
You promised, mi vida.”
His deep
voice, tinged by a seductive drawl, jolted her. She was dumbfounded again by his
clear blue eyes, mirroring the cloudless sky above his head. He took hold of her
hand, tugging her out of the car. “Let’s go, baby doll. The sea’s
a-calling.”
“I guess
I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” She grabbed her oversized purse and swung her
feet onto the pavement. His intense gaze pierced to the quick. She felt a thump
in her chest as her heart kicked up in response. Jesus, just standing near
the man was utter insanity.
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