Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 (18 page)

     Issy walked over to the bathroom. “Oh, Nadezhda. This
bathroom is huge. Come see the tub and shower, and it has two sinks.” She
walked in further and I heard her voice yell out excitedly. “There’s a huge
closet in here too with shelves and cupboards.”

     I turned and gave Seth a suffering look. “I can already
tell they are going to be spoiled after this weekend.”

     Seth had apparently moved closer as I’d watched Issy look
around, and he took another step bringing him within a foot of me. I looked up
at him a bit startled and instantly stirred by his proximity, my blood heated
lightening fast. I made to take a step back but his hand came up cupping my
shoulder.

     Actually, he was barely touching it, but to me the
light contact was akin to him holding me in place. His hand drifted down my arm,
fingers grazing faintly over my skin. It might have tickled if I wasn’t so
completely turned on by it. Unaccountably, my muscles clenched and yielded as
he browsed my bare skin.

     “Will you become spoiled?” He asked staring down at me;
the blue of his eyes seemed to forage into mine.

     My throat seemed to have dried up and I swallowed licking
my lips to bring some moisture to them. Seth’s gaze tracked the movement and I
watched in fascinated excitement as his pupils flared and the blue of his
irises darkened. “I…” That came out kind of croaky so I cleared my throat
slightly. “I’m a realist. I don’t live on dreams.”

     “This isn’t a dream.” He stated emphatically caressing ever
so softly over my wrist.

     What did he mean by that? And why was his light touch
so potent. “Today may not be, but to dream of more is folly. I live in the here
and now, not what might be.” I stated huskily.

     “The ‘what might be’s’ are what makes life worth
living. You have them for your brother and sister. That’s why you gamble. Don’t
you have them for yourself?” His forceful gaze held mine trapped.

     We’d bypassed this weekend and seemed to be talking
about personal hopes and dreams. “I don’t have time for me right now. Luka and
Issy are what are important.” I uttered softly.

     A frown appeared between Seth’s eyes.

     “Nadia, you have to come see this.”

     Issy’s presence and words had me stepping back
automatically. I suddenly became aware that my heart was thumping madly and my
breathing was erratic. Seth stared at me heatedly for another second before
turning to Issy with a smile.

     “I’ll let you show your sister what you found, but
don’t take too long because you want to go down to the beach, right?”

     Issy smiled eagerly. “Right.”

     Those blue eyes came back to me. “I’ll see you
downstairs.” Walking through the door he shut it behind him.

     My breath escaped with a whoosh.
Blin(
damn
)
!
That man was…enthralling.

     I allowed Issy to give me a quick tour of the bathroom
before we both changed into our bathing suits putting our cloths back on over
them. Luka and Seth were waiting in the hallway in their swim shorts and
t-shirts and I avoided all eye contact with Seth as we followed him back
downstairs to an enormous veranda. The deck had a partial roof and contained that
luxurious patio furniture with the cushions. It also had a really fancy grill,
fire place, hot tub, sauna, an exercise pool, and large swimming pool.  

     A pool on the beach? That seemed kind of redundant.

     “It’s heated so you can swim all year round.” Seth said
next to my ear causing a shiver to race down my spine.

     I looked at him in surprise.

     “I saw the look on your face. It was very telling.” He
grinned mischievously and I continued to stare at him in astonishment. The man
was lethal when he smiled. And my expressions were not telling!

     Fortunately, Issy pulled on my arm dragging my
attention away or I might have either goggled at him for hours, or snapped at
him for his comment.  

     “I want to go swimming, Nadia.” Issy exclaim
impatiently pulling me toward the steps that led down to the sand. Next to the
steps was a wooden boardwalk built out to the water that housed a yacht, a speedboat,
and the Jet Ski’s. This was all too surreal.

     “Yeah, let’s hit the water.” Noah walked out of the
house tugging off his shirt. Then he scooped up Amanda who screamed at him to
let her go as he ran down the steps toward the water. Nic did the same to Carrie
who just smiled wrapping her arms around his neck looking completely happy to
be dragged anywhere by him.   

     Everyone was already in their suits and they just
whipped off shirts and shorts, and I found out that Landon’s tattoo was indeed
a Dragon going up one arm, over the back of both shoulders to his other arm,
and it came down over each pectoral. It was arrestingly impressive.

     Evan had a tattoo as well, on his upper bicep. It was some
kind of design that either meant something to him, or he’d just thought it was
pretty. I grinned at that thought and how he’d take it when I told him that.   

     I threw a tube of sunscreen at Luka before he headed
off and he gave me an exasperated look for my efforts.            

     “Your funeral.” I stated. He was old enough to make the
decision on whether he wanted to suffer a night with sunburn. Neither he nor
Issy were as bad as me, but an entire day in the sun would be felt by anyone.

     After Issy took off her shorts and shirt I knelt down
to lather her up and then gave her a slap on butt telling her I’d be down in a
minute. Luka had taken my advice and put some on as well and he went with her.

     Rising I became frozenly stunned to find Seth standing
there putting sunscreen on. His shirt off…chest naked…muscles flexing…I might
be drooling.

     He had to have the most beautiful upper torso I’d ever
seen; extremely broad shoulders, beefy biceps, well-defined muscular pectorals
with a light spattering of hair over them, and a six-pack waist that called out
to stroked. He had no need of any decoration to make that display any more
marvelous.

     My hand actually twitched before I caught myself.

     “You need some of this?” He asked holding out the tube.

     I laughed hoarsely. “Uh, yeah, like the whole thing.”

     He grinned. “Burn easily, do you?”

     “To a crisp.”

     He waved his hand. “Come on then…strip.” His eyes
burned into mine. “I’ll get your back.”

     Ohh, this was so not good.  

Chapter Twelve

SETH

     I waited impatiently for Nadia to take off her clothes.
Yes, this might make me your typical guy, but I wasn’t ashamed to admit it. In
truth, I couldn’t wait to see what she had on under those shorts and tee, and
it wasn’t just to find out if it was a one or a two piece?

     She looked self-conscious for a moment which I thought
was endearing, surprising, and ludicrous. It was ludicrous because she had
nothing to be embarrassed about. Her body was perfect, something I could tell
with her cloths on. It was surprising because she rarely looked self-conscious.
The confidence she wore was like a mantle around her most of the time, but
that’s why it was also endearing.

     Nadia unfastened her shorts and wiggled them down those
long legs of hers and I got a glimpse of alabaster thighs and black fabric. My
thighs clenched reflexively and I fisted my hands to control myself. With
another hooded glance in my direction she pulled her pink top off and I was
treated to the sight of Nadia in a black bikini. It was your average plain
black bikini, but on her it was anything but plain…or average.

     My first thought was that I was right about Nadia’s
breasts. They were a perfect firm B+cup, the perfect size for my hands. Her
waist was trim and toned, her thighs smooth and taut, her legs long and lean,
and the black material of the suit against her skin made it glow radiantly. She
was a mouth-watering sight.

     “Are you blinded yet?” She asked.

     I dragged my gaze up to her face. “Yes.” My answer was
automatic, because I was…blinded by her beauty.

    Her mouth dropped open in astonishment, and then she
punched me in the shoulder with a laugh. “Shut up! I know I’m ghost white, but
you’re not supposed to agree with me, jerk.”

     Oh, is that what she meant. She
was
pale, but if
she thought it was unattractive she was utterly mistaken. She was what I would
call…pearly. She was stunning.

     And I had a noticeable boner to corroborate it.

     “Let me get your back.” I squirted a glob in my hand
and handed her the tube so she could do her front.

     When I placed my hands on Nadia’s back my dick voiced
its instant approval, pulsing rhythmically with each stroke of my hand. In
agony I smoothed the lotion over her skin, skin that felt like the softest silk.
Moving upward I lifted her feathery-light hair out of the way so I could get
her neckline, and then cupping my hands I smoothed them over each of her
shoulders. I continued down her spin and across her lower back making sure to
get under her bikini waist band so the sun wouldn’t leave a line burn. My hands
were slowly caressing up her silky sides when I came out of my sexually induced
stupor noticing that I had moved closer and was nearly pressed to her back, and
that Nadia was quivering uncontrollably under my administrations, her breaths coming
out erratically.

     Shit! Was she getting as aroused as I was? That would
be saying a lot, because I was so fucking aroused I was ready to hoist her over
my shoulder and take her back upstairs.

     Knowing that was just a dream…at the moment…I leaned forward
and growled. “You’re not cold, are you?” There was no way she was. It was
ninety degrees out. I was sweating from both the heat of the day and the heat
of desire.

     She let out a full body quake before going stationary
and shaking her head. “Yes…I mean no. You were just hitting all my ticklish
spots.” She croaked out huskily. Skittering away from me she avoided my eyes.

     My gaze tracked her body hungrily observing the
positive confirmation of her arousal. “You sure you’re not cold?”

     “No.” Nadia declared more firmly with a glance my way
revealing flushed cheeks and effervescent aquamarine eyes still swirling with
heat.

     I looked pointedly down at her chest and her gaze tracked
mine to light upon nipples that poked out prominently.

     She gaped, blushed, and spun away. “Being tickled can
do that.” She snapped. Opening the tub of sunscreen she vigorously rubbed it
into her skin.  

     I held back my grin of delight at knowing she was
affected by me. Normally she was always so cool and collected it was hard to
get a read on her, but every now and then she’d give me a look, or her body
would react in a certain way reassuring me that I wasn’t reading her entirely
wrong.

     She
was
attracted to me, but see she was
fighting it, and I wasn’t sure why.

     I thought about the comment she’d made upstairs about
not dreaming for herself. It had hit me hard when those words had come out of
her mouth. Nadia had gone into her career because of necessity so she would be
able to take care of her brother and sister, something that would yield quick
results because living with her father’s relative had not been working out. It
was an especially noble thing for her to do and revealed how damn exceptional
she was…and how completely wrong I’d been about her. Everything she did seemed
to revolve around making certain Luka and Issy were happy and well cared for.

     Nadia had told me she’d made a promise to her mother to
watch out for them and she was certainly taking it seriously.

     But was she taking it to the extent that she was giving
up on her own dreams.

     I was slowly becoming distracted from my ruminations as
Nadia rubbed sunscreen on her legs. She lifted one then the other onto a patio
chair bending over slightly to reach her calves. This move showcased those long
svelte legs as well as her magnificent ass…an ass that her hands were now
smoothing lotion into.

     My cock was standing straight up in attention lifting
my nylon shorts in a way that couldn’t be missed. I couldn’t walk down to the
beach with a cockstand. Shit, there was a kid down there, as well as a brother.

     Spinning around I dove into the pool. The water wasn’t
entirely cold enough, but it was cool enough to calm most of my raging
hormones. Coming up from under the water I did a fast lap to the opposite end
of the pool before turning around. When I reached the side I’d jumped in at I
raised my head to see Nadia standing there watching me with interest, and she’d
put a damn wicker cowboy hat on her head that made her look ten times more
sexy.

     I groaned and grabbed the side of the pool lip hauling
myself up and out. Nadia’s eyes widened, flaring with awareness as she took me
in, and I stood unmoving letting her look, wanting her to want me. I could feel
the heat of her gaze as it flowed over my dripping chest and wet shorts that
now outlined the swollen member that had ascended again at her admiring and
intense stare.

     Her pink lips parted and I could hear her breathing
accelerate as she stared hotly at my body. My cock answered with a jerk and I
groaned again at the sensations that ripped through me as I thought about those
lips around my dick sucking, her tongue licking and stroking.