You Rock My World (The Blackwells of Crystal Lake Book 3) by Juliana Stone

Author:Juliana Stone [Stone, Juliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Juliana Stone Publishing
Published: 2017-11-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Twenty minutes of silence was all it took to get under Travis’s skin. Well, twenty minutes of silence if you didn’t count the heavy breathing (his) the music that was supposed to be relaxing but instead grated on every single nerve he owned, (hers) and the groaning of the bed as he kept moving around trying to find that elusive sweet spot. The one that allowed him a bit of relief and a whole lot more room for the hard package between his legs that was currently crushed against the massage bed.

Ruby’s hands were now at the small of his back, and he stifled a groan as they crept a bit lower. If she got anywhere near his hips, he just might start humping the table like a damn animal. Maybe he hadn’t thought his plan through. Maybe he was as crazy as Hudson thought he was. Or maybe he was just a glutton for punishment. He held his breath and clamped his teeth together as her hands worked their way back up his body.

He hadn’t signed up for this torture.

“My goodness, you’re tense,” she said softly, her voice near his ear.

No shit, he thought.

His head was buried in the face pillow, and he grimaced, glad she couldn’t see him. “Yeah,” he managed to say without sounding too much like a candy ass. “The dock really did me in.”

“Your father’s, you said?” Again, her voice was close, throaty, sexy as hell. Her hands were insistent, and the smell of her was settled in his nostrils. God, she’d always smelled good. He kind of nodded, not trusting himself with words.

“Remember the first time we had sex?”

What the… His eyes flew open, and slowly, the floor beneath him materialized. His fingers dug into the face pillow and held on as if it were a life raft and he was drowning. He didn’t answer because he couldn’t.

“It was in your daddy’s boathouse. The last night of the summer before senior year began. Do you remember?”

Images flashed before him. Naked limbs. Long blonde hair snaked around his body. Wide blue eyes filled with trust. His hand on her stomach.

Get. Your. Shit. Together.

With a hell of a lot of effort, Travis centered himself. He needed to get in the game before Ruby scored the first goal. And damned if she wasn’t well on her way.

“You were a virgin.”

Her hands stilled.

“You were scared.”

She made a noise, like she’d unlocked something caught in her mind, and he kept going, not fighting the images anymore.

“It was raining, and we’d just come back from across the lake. Sunday barbecue at Bookers’ cottage. You were wearing that baby blue bikini, the one that was my favorite, underneath a white dress.”

“I remember that dress,” she whispered. “It belonged to my mother.”

“I knew I was in trouble the moment we tied up in the boathouse. You pulled that dress over your head and your hair got all tangled up in it. I had to help you. You were shaking. I think I told you we could wait, but you didn’t want to.

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