Beginning tonight.
She swallowed hard, gazing at his chest in rapt fascination. “I already told you about my bucket list. This one’s like that. Only…for sex,” she whispered, a faint blush crawling up her neck.
“You have anyone in mind?” Gently tipping up her chin.
Glazed eyes. Dark dilated pupils. Flushed face.
Hell yeah. She wanted him.
He held his breath as he waited for her response, his gut tightening at the thought of some other guy making all her sexual fantasies a reality.
“You.”
He’d planned to slowly ease her into a sexual relationship with him. Make certain he didn’t take anything from her she didn’t want to give.
Her naughty list was his kind of kink. No pain. No humiliation. Only white-hot pleasure.
Three hurdles removed. Nothing stood in his way.
He palmed the back of her neck and dipped his head to finally take a taste of her sweetness, only to have her hand cover his mouth and stop him.
“Wait, I wasn’t done speaking,” she said. “I’ve wanted you all week, but if you hadn’t found that list, I don’t think I would’ve ever asked you for it. Now that it’s the last night and we’re not going to see each other again, I feel like I can try the items. Only you have to promise me if we ever run into each other in the future, we’ll pretend it never happened.”
Just like that she’d replaced a hurdle with a solid brick roadblock.
“Are you saying if we lived in the same city, you wouldn’t have sex with me?”
“I guess.” She shrugged. “It would make me…uncomfortable. As long as it’s one night only, I’m in.” Throwing her arms around his neck, she moved in for the kill, rubbing the stiff tips of her breasts on his chest, her firm thighs bumping his legs.
Maybe it made him an asshole, but he no longer had the willpower to walk away. “You got yourself a deal.” He crushed his mouth over hers. The tastes of rum, lime, and mint exploded on his tongue.
One night. Not enough but he’d take it for now.
Then he’d use everything in his arsenal to prove to her how good it could be between them and convince her to give them a chance at forever.
Chapter Three
“What are we doing up here?” Allie asked as Drake led her outside to the hotel rooftop, his fingers entwined with hers.
He hadn’t let go of her for a second since the panty-melting kiss, and if it weren’t for the room of onlookers, she had a feeling he would’ve taken her right there on top of the bar. While she wasn’t into exhibitionism, she probably wouldn’t have stopped him. Luckily for her, Drake had hung on to his self-control.
She peered over the edge and down at the vacant courtyard. The storms had passed, leaving behind a clear night sky lit by a full moon and the brightest stars she’d ever seen. Other than the faint sound of crickets chirping, their breaths, and the hammering of her heart, it was completely silent.
“Let’s talk more about your list,” he murmured, cradling her face in his large palms.
“Do we have to? Couldn’t we just…do it?”
“Oh no doubt about it, we’ll work our way down your list tonight, which is why I brought you up here.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, retrieved her list from his pocket, and leaned their backs against the ledge. “Number three. Public sex. Tell me what you imagined when you wrote this.”
“I didn’t imagine anything.”
He shot her a look of disbelief.
“Fine.” She buried her face on his chest. “I don’t mean I want to have sex while other people watch. It’s the idea of doing it out in the open where we could get caught that excites me.” She paused, waiting for him to respond. She couldn’t look at him and when he didn’t speak, she wrenched her hand away and pushed off the wall to head to the stairs. “You think I’m perverted, don’t you? Forget the list. It was silly, and I—”
He nabbed the back of her jean skirt and yanked her into the hard plane of his chest, then twisted her around. Without giving her a chance to protest, he kissed her hard, easing her fear she’d offended him with her naughty list. The moment she relaxed in his arms, he receded from the kiss, leaving her breathless.
With his thumb, he caressed the skin under her ear. “I think it’s fucking hot. Maybe it makes you perverted, but honey, you’re my kind of perverted. There’s nothing wrong with consenting adults having sex, even if the sex is considered unconventional by society’s standards. It’s not as if we’re breaking any laws.”
“Actually, public sex is illegal.”
His hands slid down her spine to rest right above her skirt. He leaned in, nipping her earlobe before he whispered, “I think it’s worth the risk, don’t you?”