Dirty: The Complete Series (Secret Baby Romance Love Story) (86 page)

“You look like you’re having fun.” His
face didn’t look like he thought me having “fun” was a good thing. It kind of
pissed me off, so I smiled and said,

“Yeah, actually the most fun I’ve had in a
long time-”

“What are you doing, Summer?” His tone was
as if he was talking to a child and that pissed me off even more.

“Not that it’s really your business,
Bennie, but I’m trying to get better at this so I can win that contest…and the
money.”

“It’s not my business? You’re my…we’re
friends. You can’t even tell me where you’re going-”

“So you follow me?”

“I wanted to make sure you were okay.
You’ve been really…different lately. Distracted or something. Now I see you
with this guy and you’re making moony faces at him-”

I laughed, “Moony faces?”

“Yeah, you should see the way you look at
him, Summer.” Bennie looked like he was nauseous at the thought. Then he went
on to say, “This guy is not like us. He lives in a big fucking mansion on the
water and his father owns one of the oldest and most successful businesses in
town. His mother and sister are society queens. He’s a championship surfer with
a different woman on his arm in every picture one of the surf magazines snaps
of him. Do you really think he wants anything from you other than a piece of
ass from a hot girl who thinks she owes him something? He’s no better than
those men that proposition you on the street.”

“So, my body is all I have going for me,
Bennie, is that what you’re telling me? There is surely no chance at all that
he actually likes me-”

“Of course not, you have a lot to offer to
the right person. I’m just telling you that this guy is not him.”

“And you know that because?”

“He’s not like us, Summer. He’s not one of
us. You shouldn’t trust him.”

“Why is that, Bennie, because he’s rich?
I’m not good enough for a rich guy, so you think that surely he’s only using
me? How do you know so much about him, anyways? I don’t even know where he
lives or what his father does.” It was a little bit unnerving to think that
Bennie had been running around checking up on Drake.

“I was worried about you spending time
with him out here alone. I’ve known you for a while now and I’ve never known
you to trust someone so easily.”

“Maybe it’s because he’s different. Maybe
it’s because he’s the first man I’ve met in a long time who actually wants to
do something nice for me and doesn’t expect anything in return.”

Bennie laughed, but it was obviously not
because he was happy for me. “Oh, right, like that little naked time the two of
you spent in the water the other night.”

“You sick mother-fucker! You were watching
us?”

“No, I mean… I saw you and anyone else
that came along could have seen you, too. Things like that are so out of
character for you, Summer.”

“Yeah, anyone else who followed me out to
a deserted beach in the middle of the night could have seen me. I can’t believe
you watched us, Bennie! That’s creepy!”

“Damn it, Summer! It’s not like that.” His
voice got higher and louder as he said, “You took off and I woke up worried
about you. You were out here on this deserted strip of beach with a guy you
didn’t even know. Anything could have happened and that you do know. We look
out for each other, we always have. Living like we do is dangerous, and I know
you know that, too. Hell, I haven’t even told you half of the things I’ve seen
out here…the young girls like you that I’ve watched men hurt and abuse, take
advantage of…” He stopped ranting and I saw his eyes go up over my shoulder. I
knew Drake must be standing there before I heard him say,

“You need to back off.” His voice was low
and controlled, but definitely serious.

“You’re the one that needs to back off.
I’m not going to let you take advantage of her.”

Drake raised an eyebrow and said, “The way
you do?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?
Summer is my friend and I care about her. I’m not the one looking for a piece-”

“Stop it! Both of you just stop it! The
only person who should have any say about what I do or who I do it with is me.
Neither of you dick-wads is my father, my husband, nor my boyfriend, so just
knock your testosterone-fueled posturing bullshit off right now!” They were
both silent, but continued glaring at each other. I wasn’t going to stand by
and just listen while these two debated what I should or shouldn’t be doing. I
turned towards Drake and said, “Give us a minute, please.”

He didn’t look like he wanted to and he
never took his pretty blue eyes off of Bennie’s face, but he finally nodded and
went back over where our things were. I turned back to Bennie, who was still
glaring.

“Bennie.” I softened my tone and said,
“Drake is a nice guy. He may be rich, but he’s not like the dick-heads we’re
used to around here. He doesn’t treat me any differently than he would anyone
else and it’s not about the sex. He agreed to teach me and he also agreed to do
that after I told him I wasn’t going to exchange sex for the lessons. I believe
he’s really doing this out of the goodness of his heart. But, with that being
said, I am an adult and if I want to have sex with a man, that’s my choice. You
might be the leader of our little group and make decisions about where we sleep
and what we buy with our almost non-existent cash, but you do not decide what I
do with my own body or who I choose to do it with. I took care of myself for
three years before I met you, Bennie, and I did just fine. I haven’t lost the
ability to do that.”

He looked like he wanted to be sick and I
braced myself. I was sure he had a lot more to say. He didn’t say it, though.
Instead he said, “Be careful, Summer, that’s all I’m asking.”

“Trust me, Bennie, that’s all I’m asking.”
He looked over at Drake one last time and then back at me.

“I trust you, Summer. I trust you with my
life. It’s him I’m not so sure about.”

“Then trust my instincts. They haven’t
done me wrong yet.”

He nodded and shoved his hands in the
pockets of his dirty jeans. “Okay. I’ll see you later?” It was a question. He
was wondering if I was suddenly going to move in with the rich guy.

“Yes, I’ll see you later.” I watched him
walk all the way back to where the trail started and led back up to the top of
the cliff before he disappeared into the trees. My guess is that’s where he
watched me and Drake from the other night. I shivered at the thought – it was
kind of creepy. I went back over to where Drake sat. He looked up at me and
then over towards where Bennie had just disappeared.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, it will be.”

He continued to stare at the trees like he
was waiting for Bennie to reappear. “That guy wants you for himself, Summer.
You can see that, right?”

“Like I said, who I want is entirely up to
me regardless of what anyone else thinks or feels. Bennie is my friend; he just
needs to understand that’s all we are. He’ll come around to it eventually.”

Drake looked like he wasn’t so sure about
that, but he let it go and changed the subject. “You want to get some lunch?”

“You don’t have to buy me lunch every
day.”

He shrugged. “Okay, I won’t buy it. Come
to my loft with me and I’ll make you lunch.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You cook?”

“Not really, but I can make a hell of a
grilled cheese and soup.”

I knew it wasn’t a good idea to be alone
with him in a place that was private and had a bed…or a couch…or a floor… My
suddenly dirty mind listed out all of the possibilities. I had told him I
wouldn’t exchange sex for the lessons, but while I was telling Bennie that I
was an adult and allowed to have sex when and with whom I want, I realized that
I really, really wanted to have sex with Drake again.

“I like grilled cheese,” I told him. He
grinned and stood up. I watched him brush the sand off his shorts and gather up
his stuff. I picked up my board so my hands would be full and it would be
easier to resist the urge once again to touch him.

CHAPTER
TEN

DRAKE

I opened the door to my loft and let
Summer step in first. I tried not to be a pervert and look at her ass, but
damn, what an ass she has. She was standing there looking around as I stepped
in behind her and closed the door. I saw her flinch a little bit at that. I
didn’t like wondering if she was scared of me.

I side-stepped past her, resisting every
fiber in my body telling me to touch her as I said, “I’ll get started on that
lunch. You can have a seat, if you want. Do you want something to drink?”

She was still standing close to the front
door and suddenly, I was worried she was going to bolt. She turned towards me
and smiled instead. God, she’s beautiful.

“Am I making you nervous, Drake?”

I laughed. “No, why would you think that?”

“You’re talking really fast and trying to
put distance between us…” She was flirting with me. Even that first night when
we had sex, she hadn’t done that. Was it possible she came back here because
she wanted to have sex? She’s so hard to read, unlike the other women I’ve been
with. Maybe it’s because I’ve been basically choosing the same woman over and
over again since the first time I had sex in high school. They were all in the
same social class as me or someone who had been raised and trained to climb the
social ladder. In other words, they were mostly superficial and transparent.
There was nothing about either of those words that described Summer.

I grinned and said, “I didn’t want to give
you a reason to call me a horn dog again.”

Her voice had a sexy little tremor to it as
she said, “If I promise not to call you any nasty names, will you kiss me?”

I didn’t answer her with words. I covered
the space between us in a step and took her pretty face in my hands. I bent
down and she rose up on her toes and I kissed her – it was a hard, deep,
tongue-tangling kiss and I loved the way she responded with her entire body. I
pulled back after a while to suck in a breath and the look of her swollen red
lips and the glow in her pretty green eyes ignited the fuse already smoldering
in my core. I grabbed her and not gently, I pushed her back into the wall. I
stepped into her and kissed her again, this time letting my hands slide down
her sides and land on her hips. Then I moved them back up underneath her shirt,
feeling her soft, warm skin. My hands were shaking, which was new for me. When
they landed on the front of that little bikini top and I felt her nipples
harden underneath my palms, I had to touch them. I pushed up that bikini and
found one of the hard little nubs with my fingers. I began to twist and roll it
around and she leaned into me harder and moaned into my mouth. I could actually
feel the goosebumps rising on her soft skin as I slid my hands back down and
walked her backwards down the hall. I went slowly, still possessing her sexy
mouth, but giving her time to resist the trip to the bedroom. Instead, she had
her arms wrapped up tightly around my shoulders as she matched me step for
step.

Once we were in the bedroom, I grabbed
that little t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. The bikini top was next. I
wanted to rip it off, but I suspected it was her only one, and I really didn’t
want to piss her off. I untied it at her neck and behind her smooth back and as
soon as it fell off, my mouth found one of those sexy, gorgeous breasts. I
loved the sound of her heavy breathing as I licked and sucked and nibbled. I
started walking us backwards again towards the bed while I sucked and she
wiggled and rubbed her crotch into my leg. So fucking sexy.

When I felt her stop and I knew her legs
had come into contact with the bed, I practically pushed the poor thing down. I
didn’t realize she already had her hands on the Velcro of my board shorts and
as soon as she pulled them open, I pushed them down so my throbbing cock could
fall out with an almost audible sigh. Every nerve in my body was tingling and
electricity was zinging through my body as she took me into her soft little
hands and started rubbing them up and down. I had to take a deep breath and
pray for control – I wanted her so fucking bad. I bent over and unbuttoned her
shorts. Without letting go of my cock, she lifted her sexy hips up and I
unzipped the shorts and pulled them off with her panties in one swift motion.

Looking at her sitting naked on my bed
gave me a dull, empty ache in the deepest place in my core. I didn’t just want
her…I needed her. Adrenaline was surging through my veins. My blood was hot as
I lifted her up and positioned her further back on the bed. I lie down next to
her and put my lips on her neck and my fingers between her legs. She moved her
thighs apart for me and sighed as I played across the moisture on her outer
lips. I could only take that for a few minutes though before some part of me
absolutely had to be inside of her. I slipped one finger in and she squeaked
out a sexy little sound against my lips. When I put the second one in, she
thrust her hips up off the bed and pulled back so she could moan out loud. I
started moving them, crooking one so that I could try and engage her G-spot. I
think it worked because she was writhing all over the place. I put one hand on
her belly to hold her still and then I preceded to finger fuck her. I could
almost cum watching the ecstasy in her face as I moved them in and out, not
gently – I was banging her, and she loved it.