Page 20 of Riptide

“How are you feeling?” he managed, attempting to act nonchalant.

“I uh, feel fine,” she said, her voice breathy.

“Kaimana, I…you, me—” Seth’s hand slid over her shoulder until he cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing a long lock from her eyes. Kaimana reached for him, her palm resting on his bare chest and his cock stood at attention.

His eyes fell to her lips as thick sexual tension hung in the air. Seth knew he was about to make things complicated but fuck if he could resist her. “I don’t know about this. And it’s probably not a good idea, but then again…”

He leaned toward her, and gently brushed his lips against hers. Kaimana stirred in response and moaned into his kiss.

Seth wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body flush with his. His cock rushed with blood, her hips gyrating against him. He kissed her, their tongues intertwined, exploring, tasting. His hand reached beneath her t-shirt, sliding up her stomach until he cupped her supple breast. She moaned in response to him, her hand moving from his chest to his hip.

Like a drug he couldn’t resist, he devoured her mouth. Seth’s pulse raced, the taste of her dancing on his lips. A hint of trepidation lingered in his mind, but he soon forgot as her leg wrapped around his.

Just one small taste. He shoved up her shirt, and his mouth dipped to her breast. She moaned, clutching his head as he latched onto her nipple, teasing it, flicking his tongue over the taut tip.

“Seth,” she cried, clutching the back of his head. “Oh God.”

His other hand slid down her stomach. Fucking no underwear. His cock throbbed with arousal as his fingers slid through her wet folds.

“Fucking yes,” he grunted, sliding a finger inside her tight pussy.

“Seth,” she breathed. “That feels…”

He lapped at her breast, sucking and kissing her, alternating between her fleshy peaks. His cock throbbed with desire.

“Yes. Please,” she begged, her hips gyrating onto his hand as he fucked her pussy with his fingers. “I want you in me.”

“Kaimana—” He should have said no. He was about to say no. But as her hand slipped into his pajamas and her fingers wrapped around his hard cock, he lost control.

“Just like that. Oh my God I—” Kaimana gasped as Seth increased the pace, plunging a third finger inside her pussy. His thumb circled her bead, sending her over the edge. “Seth.”

Seth sucked her nipple, his teeth gently biting it as she shook with orgasm. Her fingers tightened around his shaft, pumping him in her hand. His body rippled with arousal, his orgasm on the edge.

“Kaimana.” His lips crushed onto hers.

“Seth, please. I need you in me,” she breathed into his lips.

“Fuck yes,” he grunted.

A piercing alarm sounded from the security panel in his room, shaking him straight. “Fuck, no.”

“Oh my God, what is it?” she asked, attempting to catch her breath.

He looked to the time. “Shit.”

“What?”

“It’s almost seven o’clock. Garrett’s here.” Seth jumped from bed, his half-hard cock straining against the fabric of his pajamas. He strode to the door and turned back to her. “This isn’t over.”

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‘This isn’t over?’ Seth shook his head at his words. It shouldn’t have even started let alone telling her it’s not over. Yes, it is fucking over. But is it really? “Jesus, you’re an idiot.”

Seth shook his head as he made his way toward the foyer. He stopped at the main security console and switched on the cameras at the gate. Garrett sat in the front seat of a black SUV. Seth unlocked the gate and temporarily lifted the alarms.

What was he going to tell Garrett? That he’d almost fucked the woman who rescued him, then kidnapped him…who he was now protecting in his house? Oh and yeah, by the way Garrett, she thinks Evan is alive. That one was sure to go over well.

An audible sigh escaped him as he unlocked the front door. Garrett parked the car, threw open the door and headed toward him.