Dirty: The Complete Series (Secret Baby Romance Love Story) (185 page)

CHAPTER
FIVE

SUMMER

I stood there millimeters away from this
guy, trying to ignore the burning in my chest that started as a fire in my core
as soon as he touched me. My senses were all completely overwhelmed and I tried
to keep the mantra going in my head that says,
you can’t have this guy
, over and over again, but the smell of the
ocean was mixed with his clean, masculine scent. His breath smelled like mint
and it was warm and sexy on my face. His words were ringing in my ears. He
thought I was pretty. This guy is so incredibly hot that he could grace the
covers of magazines in the supermarket and he thinks I’m pretty. How the hell
was I supposed to make myself walk away? This is an opportunity I should have
never had and would never have again.

I told myself to snap out of it. I was
being ridiculous. There are so many reasons why I can’t have this guy and I
need to make myself believe that. I opened my eyes to tell him he needed to
back up, but that was a huge mistake. Those blue eyes were focused on my lips
and God help me, I’m just not that strong. When he pulled me into him this
time, my cold chest and hard nipples molded up against his hard as steel one,
and I completely lost any resolve I had left. I wanted him and I didn’t want to
care that I was not supposed to have him.

He slowly and seductively slid one hand
down my back as he brought his lips back down towards me. I parted them so he
could slide his warm tongue inside and seek mine out. He tasted even better
than I imagined he would. As they played against each other, I felt one of his
hands continue to slide down and he grabbed a firm handful of my ass. I reached
up and twisted my fingers up in those sexy, messy dark curls and he let out a
long, deep moan. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard and it turned my
insides into hot, molten lava. I forgot who I was or that I came from nowhere.
I forgot that he was everything I’d never be and I melded into him and that
kiss and I completely gave myself over to him.

We kissed forever and when he pulled back
so we could come up for air, he took my hand without saying a word and led me
to where the waves were breaking into the shore. I didn’t question it. I just
went with him, knowing that this was the man I wanted to be my first. I wasn’t
sure how he would feel about that, but at this point, I would not be denied.
The tide was coming in and we only took a few short steps before we were waist
deep in the cold water. I was not sure about him, but what I was feeling inside
was enough to keep me warm even as the frigid waves rolled into me.

His hands went to the bottom of my shirt
and he pulled it back off of me. I had a fleeting second of sanity – that’s my
only shirt. I would be mortified if I didn’t have anything to wear home…back to
the cave. I took it out of his hand and pitched it as far out into the sand as
I could so the tide wouldn’t take it back out. My bikini top was still on the
sand where I’d dropped it when he kissed me the first time. His hands went to
the button on my shorts, and I felt myself boldly caress his hard cock through
the front of his shorts. I’d felt one before, Bennie’s, but Drake’s felt a lot
bigger and thicker. I felt a twinge of nerves in my belly, but then he groaned
or maybe it was a grunt…whatever it was sent electric shocks shooting down my
spine. That emboldened me even more, and I let my hand slide over his sexy flat
abs and slide it down into the front of his shorts. I found what I was looking
for and let my hand wrap around it. I heard him suck a breath in through his
teeth. I was holding mine. I’d never touched a naked one before. It felt hard
and soft at the same time, and it was hot. I could actually feel it throb in my
hand and that fascinated me, but the best part was when I stroked my hand up
and down it and Drake flexed his hips into me and made happy sounds.

He fumbled with my button and zipper and
stripped my wet shorts down past my hips. I reluctantly let go of him and used
both hands to push them and my bikini bottoms the rest of the way off and toss
them over with my t-shirt. His hand immediately went down between my legs, and
the stars in the sky didn’t even come close to rivaling what exploded in my
head when he touched me.

His fingers were like his cock, rough and
soft at the same time. He ran them over the outside lips gently at first and
then he separated them and let his fingers skim across my swollen and throbbing
clit. I was the one moaning now and flexing my hips into him. I could feel how
wet I was, even in the water. My wetness was warm and thick, and Drake used
that moisture to draw circles against my clit with his thumb. It felt like
absolutely nothing I’d ever felt before…and then he slipped a finger up inside
of me and I felt him hesitate. Before he could say anything, I reached up, put
my hand on the back of his neck, and pulled him back down into another hot
kiss. He was gentle, but he didn’t stop. He worked one finger into me and then
two, and then I ground down against his hand and the barrier was gone and I was
ready for him. The cold water must have numbed it or something because I didn’t
feel any pain. The only thing I felt was a hot, driving need to have this man
inside of me. He pulled his hand away and looked at my face again with those
crystal blue eyes as he untied and released the Velcro on his board shorts and
pulled them down. He pitched them over where my clothes lay in the sand before
he reached down and wrapped both of his arms around me to lift me up out of the
water.

Drake wrapped his full lips around one of my
nipples and began to suck and lick and nibble at it. The rockets were going off
in my head again and I was making crazy, animalistic sounds. Luckily, those
seemed to spur him on rather than turn him off. While he switched breasts and
began to torment the other, I felt him slowly lowering my body against his.
When his hard cock was pressing against my opening he stopped, pulled back, and
looked at my face again. I nodded and he loosened his grip. I held onto his
shoulders and lowered myself down…slowly. It took a few minutes for my body to
stretch and mold to accommodate him and once he was all the way inside of me,
he held himself there for several long seconds, just letting me get used to
him. I felt him grip my ass cheeks tightly in his hands then and as the waves
rolled in and out and the water rocked against us, we rocked into each other.

I let my hands slide down from his
shoulders to his nice firm biceps, and I gripped them as I leaned forward so I
could put my mouth on his long, sexy neck. I began to kiss and lick and suck
it, and his thrusting in and out of me became faster and more urgent. I was
rocking up and down and he was pulling in and out and suddenly, I felt an
orgasm like nothing I’d ever caused during my self-explorations begin to build
in my toes. It worked its way up into my core and fire exploded in my belly. I
cried out as I came and dug my fingernails into his arms. Seconds later, he
followed me, and I felt his hands grip onto me so tightly as he came that I
thought I’d surely have his handprints on my ass by morning. I didn’t care. As
he rocked gently into me and held me like he never wanted to let me go…, my
world tipped on its axis and I knew that nothing would ever be the same again.
Drake leaned his face into mine and in a winded, raspy voice he said,

 
“Un-fucking-believable Summer… That’s what
that was, un-fucking-believable.”

Drake was right; it was
“un-fucking-believable.” But now what? Shit! I’d obviously never done this
before so I had no idea how to act now. I’m smart enough to know that I’m not
this guy’s girlfriend now or even his main squeeze. Do I just walk away and
never see him again? Why the hell does my chest hurt when I have that thought?
Before I could think of anything to say I shivered, hard.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he wrapped me up in his
big arms and literally picked me up and carried me out of the water. “I have a
towel in my duffel bag.” He sat me down gently and went over to get the towel.
The whole two seconds he was gone, I continued to try and think of something to
say, but nothing came to me. He brought the towel back and wrapped it around my
shoulders. He was touching me so gently and being so sweet that I could almost
let myself believe that there could be more for us…almost. “Stay with me
tonight, Summer.”

“What?” I felt like I just woke up from a
dream…or was I still in one?

“Stay with me, at my place tonight.”

“Um…” I was actually thinking about it. A
real bed, a hot guy, a hot shower… Jesus, I was thinking of this guy in terms
of room and board. “No…thank you, no.”

He cupped my chin in his hand and tipped
my face up towards his. God he’s beautiful. Why would this beautiful man be put
directly in my path when there is no way I can have him? “Why?”

Summoning every ounce of strength in my
body, I stepped back and took the towel off my shoulders. I handed it to him
and forced myself to look him directly into those ice blue eyes and I said,
“Because I don’t want to, but thank you. Thank you for tonight.” I turned and
started collecting my clothing and shaking the sand out of them. I could feel
him staring at me while I was putting them on. He was still standing rooted to
his spot – naked and hot in the moonlight. I was shaking all over and didn’t
know if it was from the cold, the sex, or anxiety over this whole situation I
let myself get into. When I got my clothes on, I reached down for my old board
and that was when he broke his silence and said,

“Take the new one, it’s yours. I’ll be
here tomorrow morning after nine. I’d like to help you get better before the contest.”

“Why?”

“I meant what I said before. I just want
to help.” He touched my face again and made me look at him. “What just happened
between us wasn’t what I was after when I said I wanted to help you. I wanted
it very badly, but I didn’t expect it and I promise you that if it never
happens again…I’ll hate that, but I’ll still want to help.”

CHAPTER
SIX

DRAKE

Summer had given me her virginity. I could
see how badly she wanted me, but I could also see how scared she was. I’ve
never been poor. I’ve never been homeless, and I’ve certainly never been a hot
girl who had to survive on the streets. I can’t begin to pretend that I know
what she’s been through, but I’ve seen the way the college guys and even the
high school guys around here treat these girls. I saw them teasing that little
brunette on the beach yesterday and telling her they’d give her money if she
“did things” with them.

First and foremost, I want Summer to be
sure that I’m not one of those guys. I didn’t expect anything from her, but I
was damned grateful she gave it to me. Second of all, I really did want to
help. I’d been struggling lately with what I want to do with my life. I’m sure
I don’t want to live at the top of an ivory tower the way my parents and my
sister do, looking down on everything and everyone below me. The key here is
going to be convincing her. She was standing two feet away from me with her
hands on her hips and that suspicious look she wore so well back on her face.

“I’m going to leave it at that, Summer.
The offer to stay with me tonight is still on the table, too…”

“No,” she said. It was a flat, decisive
no. She wasn’t willing to consider it.

“Okay, but let me help you win your
contest. That money will help you out a lot, right?”

She nodded. “And, what will it do for you?”

I sighed. “It’ll make me feel like I’m
doing something worthwhile using the only real talent I have. I’m not just a
good surfer, Summer…I’m great.”

“And so humble.”

I laughed. “There’s no room for being
humble when you’re shooting to be the best. I’ve been shooting for that since I
stepped up on my first surfboard when I was eight years old. It didn’t come
easy. I worked my ass off for it and now I am the best. I’d like to share that.
As a matter of fact, I’ve been thinking about my future a lot lately and I was
really leaning towards being a surfing instructor.”

She smirked. “Because you’re the best?”

I grinned. “Exactly.”

Shaking her head, she dropped the old beat
up board and picked up the new one. “I really have to go,” she said. That was it;
she took off walking in the direction of the cliffs. I gathered up my things,
struggled back into my wet, sandy clothes and chased after her. I caught up to
her just as she reached the path that led back up towards the cove. I didn’t
say anything, I just walked along beside her as we made the mile and half trek.
When we got to the end of the trail, she finally looked up at me and said,
“I’ll be here in the morning. I can’t pay you and I won’t sleep with you while
you teach me, I’m not exchanging sex for anything…”

“I wouldn’t ask you to, Summer. But don’t
get me wrong here, I still want you. I want you even more now that I’ve had
you. So, when I finish teaching you and it doesn’t feel like you’re exchanging
sex for something, I hope like hell you’ll re-consider the no-sleeping
together0 rule.” I wasn’t sure, it was dark and she was so good at controlling
her facial features, but I think I saw the traces of a smile. That’s all I got,
though, before she turned away from me again and walked away. This was definitely
going to be the hardest I’ve ever worked to get a girl…but something about
Summer tells me that she’s worth it.