The Bikini Diaries Read Online Free PDF Page A

locally. "I grew up in Alabama, a few hours north of here, but my family came down to the beach every summer, and I always hated going back home."
    Now that he mentioned it, at moments she could hear just a hint of a Southern accent
    hidden under his usually clear and direct enunciation, and it somehow made him all the
    more sexy. "So I worked down here on summer break through college, and it only made sense to come back to stay."
    In reply, Wendy explained that she was here on business, but left it at that. Despite that she'd liked hearing a bit about his life, it seemed simpler that way
    "Hope you're not adverse to mixing your business with a little pleasure," he said with a soft, seductive grin.
    Which prompted her to motion down at her dress and be completely blunt. "What does
    this dress tell you?"
    His gaze swept appreciatively over her breasts and downward, then he gave her another
    scintillating smile as he leaned closer. "I hope it says you're a woman who likes pleasure as much as I do."
    "Very much," she assured him, a frisson of it scurrying down her inner thighs.
    A moment later, the band began playing a slow song, inviting people to dance. When
    several couples moved onto the small dance floor, her man motioned toward it. "Shall we?"
    Oh God, this was fun. Just to be with a guy so smooth and sexy. To know he wanted her
    just like she wanted him. To know she was good enough, hot enough, to snag him, even
    if only for a night. She answered by putting her hand into his as she set her drink on the bar.
    The band played Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing" as her man pulled her close and molded his hands over her hips. She didn't back away, but instead let her breasts press
    into his chest as they began to sway together. Part of her had wondered if, when it came to this part—actual physical contact with a stranger— she'd find it too weird or difficult in some way. But her hot, perfect man with the blue eyes made it incredibly easy. Her
    whole body tingled with delight.
    "I'm embarrassed," he said deeply, "that I haven't even asked your name yet."
    And for some reason, she thought fleetingly about going with her given name—
    Gwendolyn. She used it on her business cards and resume because she thought it made
    her sound more mature and serious. But then it hit her—why on earth would she want to
    sound mature and serious right now? This was a one-night thing and she was White
    Bikini Babe. That was what he wanted her to be. And that was what she wanted to be, too. "I'm Wendy," she said, thanking her lucky stars for a name frivolous enough to belong to any garden-variety stripper or porn star.
    "Brandon," he returned easily.
    When she skittered off her heel once during the dance, she quickly chose not to be embarrassed. Wanton Wendy the stripper/porn star wouldn't be. "New shoes," she said instead, managing a giggle.
    He glanced down, so she turned her foot sideways to show off her brand-new peek-toe
    pumps. "Very hot," he informed her with a heated grin, "and well worth a little stumble."
    Together they moved then, the dance creating just enough friction between their bodies
    that Wendy found herself beginning to grind slowly against him. She didn't plan it, but
    she also didn't stop the urge. And—oh my, Brandon began to grow wonderfully hard in
    front, his arousal brushing across her hip, her mound, and making her want to sigh with
    the heat it built inside her. She forgot all about her shoes and didn't stumble again.
    When the song ended, he leaned to whisper in her ear. "More sex on the beach?"
    Biting her lip, and feeling still more daring, she rose on her tiptoes to whisper silkily back into his. "The drink? Or the activity?"
    He drew back slightly, parting their bodies just enough to glance lustfully down at her
    cleavage. "Why don't we take a walk and see where it goes?"
    Oh God. It's ready, really happening now.
    "I might be a little overdressed for the beach," she said, the . words coming out saucy, sexy.
    He