Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“What about you?”
“A friend—” I catch myself. If I say Binnie’s name, the footage will be cut, which ordinarily I wouldn’t care about, but Quinn’s here for a reason. She needs to have her face on TV to increase interest in her sanctuary. I’d be selfish as hell to ruin this show for her. “A friend suggested it. I sold my business and haven’t been doing too much. She thought it’d be good for me.”
“Is it?”
I stare at her face, the outline of her jaw, the slope of her nose, the curve of her forehead. She’s so beautiful it almost hurts to look at her. “Yeah. It is.”
I reach out and cup her cheek. She turns slightly, and her soft lips brush against the palm of my hand. Electric shocks spark all the way down my arm and stop at my heart. It’s the most erotic sensation I’ve ever experienced. My cock hardens, and the urge to drag her into my lap and kiss her senseless is crazy strong. If I keep sitting here, cradling her soft skin, I’m probably going to make this show an R-rated one. “Hold that thought, kitten.”
I jump up to my feet and wade into the ocean until the chilly water reaches my waist.
“Is it cold?” Quinn yells from the beach.
“Not cold enough.” I glance down and glare at my uncooperative cock. He’s still hard. You should drag her in, my inner voice whispers. She’d look so good wet.
As if she could hear me, she rises to her feet. It’s too cold for her here, though. I raise my hand. “Don’t.”
But she doesn’t listen or hear me. She runs forward, releasing a scream of shock. “It’s freezing!”
I wade through the sand and water until I reach her. “Let’s get you out of the water.”
I grab for her, but she slips and falls, her head going under. I lunge forward and pluck her out of the water, but as she breaks the surface, her top slips down. She lets out a yelp.
“Oh my God.” Her hands fly to her chest. I swing her around so the cameras can only see my back. Earlier in the day, they had drones out, but there isn’t one around right now.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yes, but my whole top is gone.” She sinks down until her shoulders are covered. “And I’m freezing so actually, no, not okay.”
The fact that she’s tits out and two inches away from me is not missed by my cock. It’s a good thing it’s dark, or she’d be in a staring match with the one-eyed monster.
“I’m going to shore, and I’ll get you a shirt or towel. Hold on.”
“Okay.” There’s a little quaver in her voice.
I mentally slap myself in the face. She’s naked and in distress. Stop fantasizing about how you’d like to squeeze her tits together and rub your cock between her sweet flesh until you paint her with a five-gallon load of cum. I trudge through the water with a massive hard-on. One of the camera crew gasps when I reach the shore. “You gonna put this on film?” I growl as I flip a towel over my shoulder.
No one says a word, but the camera seems focused on my upper face and torso. Thank fuck for small favors. I doubt this dating show is for kids, but I don’t need a close-up of my junk all over the internet.
I turn around and wade back into the water. By the time I reach Quinn, her teeth are chattering, and she’s holding her shoulders in each hand. “Swing around so your back is to me and then stand up. It’ll keep most of the towel dry.”
“I should’ve known the water would be cold. This is the ocean.”
“And I should’ve told you to stay out.” I wrap the towel around her shoulders. She immediately catches the sides and closes the ends around her.
“I would’ve come in anyway. It’s beautiful out here.”
“That’s because you’re here. Not because of the water. Hang on.” I pick her up and clutch her to my chest. The cameras track every movement, following me as I carry Quinn along the beach toward her tent. “I’m staying with you tonight,” I tell her.
“Don’t we already share a tent?”
“I meant bed.”
CHAPTER 12
QUINN
“Is that so?” I laugh.
Leo keeps me tucked close as he heads back to our tent. When I peek over his shoulder, I don’t miss the camera crew that’s following us. Along with Penelope, Christina, and Hudson all watching us not make our way back over to the party area.
“You’re freezing. How else will I keep you warm?” So many thoughts run through my mind of exactly how he could warm me up, but I keep my lips zipped tight.
“I could put on dry clothes?” I suggest. “Oh shit,” I whisper, my mouth next to Leo’s ear, trying to be as discreet as possible.