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to cross.

  Her heart pounded as she realized what was happening between them. I mean, what could it hurt if she let him take her mind off the things for an afternoon? As long she kept her head about it, there was no reason for it to be a big deal. She wasn’t going fall for him or anything. A little fun between best friends might be exactly the anecdote she needed to mend her broken heart.

  Amy slid her fingers under his shirt, tracing the ridges of his muscular body, every quiver of his skin tantalizing him to match her touch with one of his own. She casually unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it from his tan skin. And all reason seemed to flutter out of her mind as her fingers explored and caressed him. It was all or nothing now, as she realized that she’d been secretly fantasizing about this moment for years.

  And just like that, she stopped pretending that she wasn’t attracted to Chris. Her gaze fell upon his golden chest as she noticed for the first time how it was covered in soft brown curls, just a shade or two darker than his hair. Her fingers slipped between them, slowly trailing down until they reached the buckle of his khakis.

  “Are you sure?” he asked, leaning in to take another mouthful of her kiss. He didn’t even wait for an answer before his lips made their way down her neck.

  Amy couldn’t think of the right answer to save her life anyway. Lost in the tingling sensation of his breath on her skin, she felt herself sink into his embrace. She had all kinds of questions; about their friendship, what this meant and how they’d cope afterward, but for right now, the smoldering passion she felt within her heart and between her thighs was enough to keep her quiet as she bucked against him and gave him the green light to continue.

  His soft suckling of her skin continued as he leisurely released the clasp of her bra. Amy could feel it loosen and then fall away completely. He cupped her pert breasts, gliding his fingertips over the taut peaks of her nipples. She could feel herself tremble against his soft touch as a subconscious ‘yes’ rolled off her tongue. It seemed the answer Chris was waiting for, even though he clearly wasn’t waiting for it.

  He hovered over mouth, teasing her with cute grins and soft whispers. She bucked against him once again, following his lead as he slowly peeled the rest of her ‘swimsuit’ from its place and tossed it toward the sand. She matched his moves, slipping his pants down around his thick thighs until she removed them completely. And before she knew it, she felt nothing but his warm flesh against her skin as the waves gently lapped against their bodies.

  Friendship. The idea of it crossed her mind briefly, but it was a fleeting thought as Chris’s hands and lips explored the rising peaks of her breasts. Now they were naked, in the water; wet, warm and incredibly close, and she just couldn’t will herself to stop the momentum. It was just too easy to forget about what might happen afterward when he was making her squeal the way he did. She’d worry about that later, she reasoned. Right after she was done enjoying the slow steady rhythm of his thrusting pelvis mimicking the motion of the waves.

  Amy felt his growing erection pressed firmly against her bare thigh. She wanted him so badly now. She wanted him right now and right there, in the water. There was no need to get to the sand in order to lie down and feel the weight of his body crush against her small frame. She would never be able to wait that long. Never.

  Overwhelmed with excitement, she drew him closer to the heat between her thighs. Every nerve in her body was alive with fire as she wrapped one leg around his waist and opened herself to him, her body quivering as he slid inside to discover the secrets of her desires.

  Her gaze met his, deep and longing. “Omigod,” she breathed, giving herself to him. A soft sigh followed as she closed her eyes and felt him fill her completely.

  She traced the contours of his broad shoulders, wrapping her hands around his neck as he tightened his grip around her waist. The rhythm of the sea matched the rhythm of his hips as their bodies became one. She pulled him in closer and closer with every thrust, but no matter how near he was, she just couldn’t get enough. Her inner fire was burning hotter than the chemistry between them and for a moment, she hoped it would never end.

  Chris guided her with his strong hands, pushing her to the brink of pleasure. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she took him deep inside. Holding his erection at attention, she felt wave after wave of tingling warmth consume her as the cold water cooled her down. Her body responded with a quivering explosion, a deep groan escaping her lips.

  She instantly pulled herself to his lips, devouring him with sensual kisses as she rolled her hips over his. He mirrored her groans, each touch of his tongue darting deeper into her mouth until his breaths became shallow with excitement. She rocked her body, stroking him with purpose until she ushered him to an explosion of his own. The thrilling sensation of a powerful orgasm expressed upon his face as wave after wave of mind-blowing pleasure crashed over him and he found his release.

  Amy leaned forward, her body collapsing against Chris. She was warm and relaxed; a stark contrast to the cold water and pounding surf that consumed them. She let her fingers travel across his back, enjoying the sensation of their bodies pressed firmly together, the surf carrying them toward the shore and the warm sun on her face.

  “That was incredible,” she heard him say, followed by a deep moan and a long silence while they both searched for more words to say.

  Amy held him tight, peering over his shoulder to the distant horizon behind them. She couldn’t help but to wonder what she had just done. Had she really just slept with her best friend? Would their friendship be ruined forever? Her mind raced as she questioned just how this might change things between them. She bit her lip, watching the way the sun moved behind the clouds.

  She felt like hiding behind them too. It seemed too much to pull away and face Chris along with the reality of what had just happened. I mean, it was one thing to get swept up like the tide in the fantasy of it all. But it was something else altogether to fall under the spell of a notorious womanizer and know that you were most likely just another one of his summer flings. Not to mention the fact that it may have marked the end of a friendship she had counted on her whole life.

  Dang it! It was his kiss that had done her in. Those soft lips and that determined tongue. He’d practically melted her heart the way he’d taken her with his mouth. How was she supposed to resist? She was only human. Amy finally took a deep breath and willed herself not to let it get the best of her.

  His eyes met hers immediately as he brushed a strand of wet hair from her eyes. So many words lingered on her tongue when he caressed her face. She wanted to tell him how amazing that was, how grateful she was that he came to her rescue. Even how she didn’t intend to tie him down now just because they’d made love. A coy smile inched across her lips, the words hanging from her mouth, but as soon as his lips brushed softly over hers once again, all reason blew away with the breeze.

  She sighed. This was going to be harder than she thought.

  “Well that sure did take long enough,” he breathed, a sharp grin pressing against her cheek.

  A frown buckled over her brow and she shot him a look of confusion. “What did?”

  “Waiting for you to finally come to your senses,” he told her. “I never thought you’d get rid of that creep.”

  Amy’s eyes narrowed. She still wasn’t ready for the ration of crap yet.

  “Oh c’mon,” he teased. “I’ve got a whole stash of names I like to call him. Creep isn’t all that bad. My personal favorites are Mr. Good for Nothing, Mr. Didn’t Deserve You, and my favorite of all favorites, Mr. Next to Last.”

  Not quite understanding his sentiment, she planted her hands on her hips while a wave smashed into her, nearly knocking her over as she snapped defensively, “Oh yeah?”

  He pressed his nose to hers. “Yeah!”

  “Well, what’s that supposed to mean?”

  Chris snaked his hand behind her neck, sliding his fingers through her hair as he pulled her closer. “It means I wa
s willing to wait until you were done with him, but not an hour longer.” His voice was calm and direct as his steely gaze turned deep and expressive.

  If his kiss hadn’t melted her completely, his words just had.

  “You mean you planned this?” she asked, her frown melting into a smile as she felt an uncontrollable grin creep across her lips.

  “More like hoped,” he said, shrugging his shoulders as his smile matched hers. “I’ve been waiting for you a long time, Amy. I wasn’t about to miss my chance.”

  That was all she needed to hear. Every inch of her body tingled with fire. Amy leaned in, pressing her lips against his with passion and purpose, and gave him the chance he wanted to win her heart. It wouldn’t hurt, she reasoned as she enjoyed the feel of his warm flesh against hers, if she waited just a little longer to tell him that he’d had it all along.

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