her teeth. A tell of her being unsure. He leaned in and nipped the offending flesh then quickly smothered her tiny cry of protest with a deep kiss.
He paid the price when she caught his tongue. This was the Jo he’d fantasized about.
“You get what you give.” She ran her hand down the center of his chest.
“Be careful what you promise.” An aching hunger consumed him. He cupped her firm rear and brought her against his straining cock.
Her moan held promise.
He skimmed under the hoodie, caressing the sides of her breasts before untying her bikini top. His fingers circled her stiffening buds.
She feathered her lips along his ear. For years, he’d longed for her touch.
Ray fought his raging need to brand her as his, but he could be patient a bit longer. Still, he wanted her to know his raw desire.
He laid her on the carpet and felt her silky legs wrap around his hips.
Slowly, he worked up the sweatshirt. Bared her belly while pressing kisses against her soft skin. The glittery diamond stud in her navel had nearly driven him crazy all day. With a swirl of his tongue, he traced the jewel, imagining more wicked play. He was moving too fast, but he’d never wanted anyone or anything more than her. His heart squeezed in a vice of contradiction while his unethical dick protested as he retreated. “I’m sorry, I’m rushing this.”
She sat up and stroked his face. “It’s okay. I’m still trying to find my true North since coming home. You’re like a magnet sending my compass in all directions.”
She had him scattered most of the time, too. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me? I was starting to get a complex.” He laughed.
Her return giggle lightened his heart. They always talked best on the beach. Years of surfing bonded them. Although he wanted to take their relationship to the next level, getting physical raised the stakes.
If he fucked this up, he’d lose her for good.
* * * *
She craved him like no other previous lover. His impressive erection still wedged between her thighs made cognitive thought difficult. For years, she’d dreamt of him. Taking his hands in hers, she asked, “So, what’s the real reason you never asked me on a date? Fear of Bobby? Or being teased about seeing your best friend’s sister?”
His muscles tensed, and his mouth thinned to a line. After a deep breath, he said, “You were hands-off, Jo.”
“Huh?”
Ray groaned. “Cappy wasn’t about to let me or any other guy spoil your chances of making it big in the surfing world.”
“Dad?” He’d taken care of competition entries for surfing and arranging travel plans, but he’d never meddled in her social life. Or had he. All the first dates who never called back came into sharp focus. She’d always blamed them on her athletic endeavors. Jo’s mouth went dry and her stomach hollowed.
Ray had kept this from her. Bobby must have known, too. Why? Her head began to spin. Their betrayal was a lie by omission, but cut her deep. Nausea burned the back of her throat.
She shot him an angry glare. Her life kept upending, shaking her confidence to the core. Sick of lies and half-truths, she slipped from the truck and met him head on. “Guess my feelings never entered into the equation.”
He stepped back. “I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said lowly, holding out his hands in surrender. “I couldn’t tell you, I’m sorry.”
His apology came too late. She covered her face with her hands. “Take me back, please.”
“Cappy only wanted the best for you.”
Excuses only made her angrier. “I always believed I could trust you .”
He winced. “What else can I do, Jo? Just tell me.” He stepped closer.
“Nothing.” Turning away, she refused to let him see her tears. The ache in her chest deepened and spread. The one person besides her brother she’d never doubted and he’d kept a huge secret from her. Including his love. Loneliness threatened to swallow her whole. She opened the passenger door and