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Strong arms wrap around me. Had they not I would be over the railing and in the dark, swirling waters below.
“Oh, God, I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to. Are you okay?” I ask stupidly. As if anyone my size could hurt a brick wall.
My gaze travels from the opened buttons of a white shirt revealing a hint of chest hair to a set of black eyes peering back at me from behind a mask equally as dark.
With his arms still around me, I take a deep breath.
“Oh.” A familiar scent caresses over my senses and my heart quivers deep within my chest.
“It’s you, isn’t it?” I ask breathlessly.
My mystery man doesn’t say anything, only stares down at me as if he’s trying to decide something important.
But his hands on my back are doing a whole lot of talking. They’ve found the small cut-outs crisscrossing my back. Roughened fingers tease the edges of the soft material, barely brushing over flesh, causing my back to bow into him slightly.
And just when my heart starts to get wobbly and my knees threaten to give, he speaks in a voice smooth as melted chocolate.
“I think you’ve been looking for me.” Fire sparks in those dark eyes and I’m equally scared as I am turned on. Who wouldn’t be, right? I mean, he’s the very essence of sex appeal and his cologne. Damn. I have a very real addiction to the way a man smells. And the one sharing body heat with me right now…Lord help me.
I push to the tips of my toes and brush a kiss over his smooth jawline.
What the hell am I doing? Oh God, I’m such an idiot.
“Thank you,” I manage, without a nervous stutter. “I would have fallen overboard had you not caught me.”
My savior runs his knuckles down my cheek. A move I suspect to calm me, but my heart is still racing. This is wrong. I know it and so do all the people watching, I bet.
“You have me at a disadvantage.” I touch the edges of his mask.
“Better this way, don’t you think?”
Did I? I know where this is going and deep down thisiswhat I want. Right? A hot one-night stand, no names or numbers. Just hot, kinky sex and memories.
“I’ve had lovers before. Actually, one lover. Terrible memories.” I take my eyes off his chest and level them on his. “I want new ones. Can you do that?”
I don’t know why I’m saying this. What makes me want to divulge my life story to a man whose whole face I can’t see. Maybe it’s the allure of knowing I won’t see him again. Or it’s the good Catholic girl inside me looking to be punished.
He doesn’t speak, just holds my body to his as he backs me up until there's a wall at my back and him at my front. I guess he's made his mind up about something because the questions I saw lingering behind thick lashes seconds ago no longer shine through.
Just pure lust is there now.
His lips crush mine and I moan into his mouth. He tastes like expensive tequila and all those memories I spoke about and damn if I don’t want more.
Wide shoulders and a broad chest block me from view. I can only guess there are no onlookers given how silent it has grown, but something deep inside me doesn’t care one way or the other. I start to let go, let my body mold into his. I get a deep growl of appreciation in return.
I break our kiss. “What are you going to do to me?”
I raise my lips and caress the tip of my tongue over the cleft dip in his chin.
“Fuck,” he growls savagely.
I roll my hips and that’s when I feel him. Damn, he’s so hard against me, just feeling him has me clenching with need. Feeling braver than I should, I reach between us and stroke a hand up his shaft, sending a flood of sticky girl-cum to wet my thong.
Rough hands yank my tight dress over the globe of my ass and I gasp when he palms either side and pulls me up his body.
Instinct has my legs around his thick waist and I whimper when the hard length of his cock grinds into my pussy.
Pressed against the wall, I gasp when strong fingers clench around my throat as his other hand gathers the long lengths of my hair. With full control over me, my stranger tilts my head up, taking my mouth in a crushing kiss. With so much of my life dictated and scheduled out to the last minute, I want to lose control like this. Shed the persona my father wants me to be, and let my passionate side out.
