Tell Me Your Secrets(7)

The room temperature had dropped a few degrees since he’d been there. She quickly spotted her shirt and bra and put them back on. There was no way to know what room Dorian rented. She didn’t even know his last name, so calling the front desk was out. Her gaze went to the phone on the night stand, hoping to see the message light blinking, but it wasn’t.

She plopped down into the chair at the desk and sighed. So what if he hadn’t come back? He’d given her one hell of an orgasm. She could run with that and call it good. So why did she feel tightness in her chest if that was true?

“Aaaghh.” She stood and started to pace the room. She couldn’t develop feelings for this guy. Definitely not this quickly. She went to the window and pulled back the drapes. A full moon brightened the night sky. Now that her sexual frustrations had been taken care of, she really needed to go back to chasing her muse. Her editor wanted a story sometime soon.

Movement down on the beach caught her eye. She focused on the large, solid form as it walked toward the shore. She knew those shoulders. What the hell was Dorian doing down on the beach at this hour? Maybe he had come by and she hadn’t heard him. Well, whether he did or didn’t, she knew where he was now.

She moved quickly, slipping her feet into a pair of sandals and making her way to the door. A quick pat of her back pocket assured her that her key card was still there. She bypassed the lift and headed for the stairs, wanting to get outside.

Jesenia hoped he’d still be there when she reached the shore. As she made her way outside and toward the beach, she started to wonder if this was such a good idea. The wolf could damn sure be out here still. Her gaze panned the area, but she didn’t see anything unusual. Hopefully the wild beast would stay away.

Once again she saw the familiar outline of Dorian’s body. She swallowed hard as she realized he was nude and striding into the water. Her body warmed as she watched the muscles of his back and ass flex as he waded into the shallows. She’d never been skinny-dipping before, and she couldn’t think of a better partner to do it with.

His back remained to her as she came upon the shore. She kicked her sandals off and the small pebbles bit into the soles of her feet. It wasn’t bad for her uninjured foot, but the other one stung. This beach wasn’t like the sandy one in Florida, but it sure as hell offered a better view. As she reached for the hem of her shirt, Dorian turned, now waist deep in the water.

“Jesenia? What are you doing here?”

She pulled her shirt free and reached back to unclasp her bra. “Isn’t it obvious?”

He groaned. “Why don’t you go back to the hotel? I was about to come that way myself.”

She shucked her pants and panties and started toward the water. “This sounds like more fun.”

“You look good in moonlight,” he said, a husky quality lacing his words.

Her feet touched the water and her jaw dropped. “Shit, that’s colder than I thought it’d be.”

Dorian chuckled, then disappeared beneath the water, resurfacing quickly, running his hands back over his face and hair to clear them of excess water. Her nipples hardened, partly because of the cold and partly because of the sexy view in front of her.

She waded in waist deep and Dorian closed the gap between them. Her body molded to his, her nipples sliding against his chest. She sighed in pleasure.

His lips hovered above hers as his hands slipped down her body and cupped her ass, pulling her more firmly into him. “Such a temptation,” he whispered.

His hard cock pressed into her belly and she wiggled against him. He nipped her lower lip and she gasped, loving the erotic slide of his teeth.

Dorian squeezed her ass, lifting her against him until his cock was even with her pelvis. “I shouldn’t want you this much, Jesenia.”

“I know what you mean. I barely know you.” She shivered.

“You’re covered in gooseflesh. We can swim some other time. I know a way to warm you up. Wrap your legs around me.”

They both moaned as she did as he asked. Her lower lips glided along his thick, large erection. He walked them out of the water and then proceeded to carry her toward the cliffs. She clung to his neck and locked her ankles behind his back.

“Does the ground not hurt your feet?”

He smiled. “No.”

His mouth crashed down on hers and she opened wide for his seeking tongue. Each step bounced her just enough against his cock to tease her clit. She moaned, digging her fingers into his strong shoulders. The waves crashed and rolled, and the sound grew louder as they neared the cliffs.

The erotic slide of his tongue made her ache to feel his cock sliding inside her pussy. He was definitely bigger in size than any of her former lovers. It would be a tight fit, but she didn’t care. Wetness coated his shaft, making the glide of his cock against her pussy even more pleasurable.