The Two Week Stand: A Sizzling Beach Romance by Samantha Towle

Author:Samantha Towle [Towle, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance
Publisher: Samantha Towle Writes Ltd
Published: 2021-04-01T16:00:00+00:00

sixteen

Dillon

“Has everyone placed their bets?” the host calls through his microphone.

A chorus of yeses rings out from the crowd around us.

“I can’t believe I’m betting on a crab. Or that I’m actually excited about it.”

West’s deep chuckle brushes over my ear. He’s standing behind me, his hands resting casually against my hips, the bottle of beer he’s holding in one of his hands pleasurably cool against me in this hot air, as we stand around a circle that’s been worked into the sand, near the beach bar. A black-and-white racing stripe encircles the outside of the racetrack, and in the middle waits our competition, covered by a big, clear bowl.

“Our sources of entertainment are limited here,” he says into my ear. “Aside from us fucking, of course.”

I glance back at him. It’s early evening. The sun has set, and the light is provided from the bar just behind us and the fire lanterns situated all around in the sand. I lightly brush my lips over his. And I really like the shiver I feel in his chest when I do it.

“We do have good sex,” I whisper.

“Correction: you and I have fucking amazing sex. Wanna ditch the crab race and go back to my place and fuck instead?”

My teeth dig into my lower lip. “You have no clue how tempting that offer is. But … I really wanna see if my crab wins.”

He arches a brow. “You’re choosing a crab over my cock?”

A laugh escapes me. “Well, there’s a sentence I never thought I’d hear. And, no, my competitive need is demanding that I stay here and find out if that little crab—the one I cannot currently see, but he’s over there somewhere with the number fourteen painted on his shell—is gonna win for me. We can go have all the amazing sex right after I’m done winning.”

“You know, it’s cute that you picked number fourteen because you thought it’s how big my dick is.”

I quirk a brow. “I picked it because it’s the number of orgasms you’ve given me.”

“That’ll work too.”

I stare at him a moment, and then I put my lips to his ear and whisper, “Actually, how big is your dick?”

Him implying fourteen inches has got me thinking now. Of course I know it’s not fourteen inches like he just said because I’m pretty sure I’d be dead from impalement if it were. But his cock is the biggest I’ve ever seen in real life.

I’ve seen big cocks in porn, but it’s hard—pun intended—to compare the screen to real life, and measurements are not my thing. All I know is that a standard ruler is about twelve inches, and I don’t think it’s quite ruler-length long.

Not that I’ve seen a ruler in a long while. So, it could be, but I don’t know. And I wouldn’t even have a clue on the girth.

He turns his face to mine, dipping his chin down so his nose touches mine. “I don’t know. I’ve not measured it in a while. It might have grown since then.

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