STORY EXCERPT

Dani

As I make my way to solid ground I’m jolted forward with a hard slap to my ass. I spin around and heel-kick the douchebag in his balls and he falls to his knees.

“What the hell, Dani!” Corey squeals.

“Looks like no one ever taught you to keep your hands to yourself. There’s your lesson, Corey,” I tell him and start walking again.

I spot Dakota leaning against a tree with his muscular arms crossed over his broad chest. His brown wavy hair blows in the breeze as he observes the scene with his blue eyes burning like the hottest of fires.

“You walk around in that bathing suit with your ass hanging out and you think no one’s going to wanna hit that. You’re just asking for it, you little bitch!” Corey spews from his knees.

Dakota laughs as he pushes off the tree and marches toward Corey. “Looks like you’re the little bitch,” Dakota tells Corey when he reaches him.

Dakota’s large frame towers over the much smaller man.

“A woman has the right to wear whatever the fuck she wants and you have zero right to lay hands on her. Touch her again and I’ll teach you your last lesson, fucker,” Dakota informs him as he stares him down with a curled lip.

“I’m sorry, Dak. It was a joke. I didn’t know you were there,” Corey says with a smirk.

“Does Danielle look fucking amused? Whether I’m around or not, keep your scummy hands off of her, you little shit. If I hear word around town that you’ve been having trouble with that, I’ll end you,” Dakota says before going back to his tree.

“Do you know who my dad is, Dakota? You think he’ll let that happen?” Corey says with a snort.

“Try me, Corey. I’ll end you and your weasel father before you get off your knees,” Dakota tells him, lifting his chin.

I leave Corey rolling in the sand on the beach’s edge and go to Dakota, stopping mere inches from his large body.

“Personal space, Danielle. Respect it.” Dakota says as he motions between us.

“You’re a shit bodyguard, Dakota. You just stood there and watched that go down. I don’t know what my dad pays you for,” I say with narrowed eyes.

“Quit being so dramatic, Princess. I would have buried him if I had to. You did just fine handling the situation, Danielle,” Dakota tells me with a smile that showcases his white teeth as his blue eyes sparkle.

“I did what you taught me. Brought him straight to his knees,” I tell him with a smirk.

“You sure did. Good job, Danielle,” Dakota says with a chuckle that reaches my heart.

“I don’t want to go back down to the party. Take me for a ride on your motorcycle. Please, Dak, take me away from this chaos,” I move close enough that Dakota’s minty breath fans over my face.

“It’s your party, Danielle. You can’t just leave,” he says in a low tone.

“I can and I will. Take me for a ride,” I plead again with steepled hands.

Dakota closes his blue eyes and shakes his head. I place my hands on his bulky chest and he grasps my wrist.

“What are you up to, Danielle?” Dakota growls.

“All of my family and friends call me Dani. You never do. Why?” 

Dakota lays his massive hands on each of my shoulders and gently moves my body away from his. “I’m not your friend and I’m not your family,” he tells me coldly.

“Right. I’m just a job to you,” I say with a smirk as I enter his personal space again. I stand on my tippy toes and whisper in Dakota’s ear. “Keep telling yourself that, big man. Maybe you’ll start to believe it,” I nip his earlobe with my teeth.

Dakota hisses and places his hands on my hips. “I’m not a robot, Danielle, and I’m not immune to the effects of watching your bare ass in that bathing suit all day but that doesn’t mean you can come over here and play games,” Dakota tells me with a scowl.

“I’m not playing games, Dak. I see the way you’re always watching me.” I bite my lower lip.

“It’s my job to watch you,” Dakota says plainly.

“You want to kiss me right now, don’t you?” I ask against his ear.

Dakota spins me and cages me against the tree with his big arms. His hard cock digs into my leg as he looks down on me. My breath catches in my throat.

“I’m not one of the little boy toys you run around with, Danielle. If you spark this fire you won’t be able to contain it. I suggest you head back to the party before you do something you’ll regret,” Dakota whispers against my ear, giving me a taste of my own medicine.

ADULT EXCERPT

Dakota

A primal need consumes me as I tear at Danielle’s top and buttons fly through the air. The moonlight reveals her silky skin and lacy pink bra. I lean forward and kiss the swell of her ample breasts as I release the clasp of her bra. My tongue teases her stiff nipple as Danielle’s eyes slide shut and she squirms beneath me. Her soft moans and cries nearly madden me.

“Touch me…please…” Danielle pleads.

She pulls off her shorts and panties and then tosses them into the sand. Her sexy legs spread wide before me. I slide a finger inside her soaking-wet pussy and probe in a slow repetitive motion before adding another. “You’re… so tight…” I say between ragged breaths.

Danielle’s low sultry moans cause my rock-hard cock to leak as an onslaught of raw desire clouds my better judgment. I slide my body down her sinfully sexy one, kissing every inch until my head is between her satin thighs. I tongue her clit as my stroking fingers match the rhythm. Danielle’s head turns from side to side and her fingernails dig into my scalp as my cock throbs furiously behind my jeans.

“Dakota…” Danielle fists my hair and cries out as her pussy spasms around my fingers.

When Danielle’s orgasm subsides and her legs quit shaking I sit back on my knees and watch as she basks in the aftermath of her orgasm. Her pink, wet pussy lips glisten under the moonlight, taunting my rock-hard cock.

A fierce sense of possession momentarily takes over my body and soul, but I shake it off.

“I’ve never…my God,” Danielle whispers as she leans on her elbows.

Her bare breasts torture me and I pull a stiff nipple into my mouth. I unbuckle my belt and unbutton my jeans in a flash, intent on sinking my hard as steel cock inside her dripping pussy.

Out of nowhere a flashlight from the parking lot blinds me. “Dak, is that you?” a man shouts from the parking lot.