Break Point by Danielle LaBue

Author:Danielle LaBue
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: The Story Vault
Published: 2013-02-05T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The breeze floated through the open sliding-glass door, jarring Jake back to reality. He felt like he’d just awoken from a coma.

All he knew for sure was he had just slept with Summer Riley.

“Your heart is racing,” she whispered, her breath tickling his chest.

“Is it?”

“Don’t you feel it?”

It was amazing he could feel anything. The last time he was this debilitated he was on his back in a burn unit.

She sat up, straddling him with her long spider legs. Like a kid in a candy store, he instinctively reached out to touch her when he saw her perfect pink nipples.

She smiled. “You’re the insatiable type, aren’t you?

“Would that bother you?”

She pushed his hand away, studying his chest as she ran her fingers over him. “I’ve never seen you without your shirt before. Nice six pack.”

“Thanks.” He barely heard her. Post coital small talk drove Jake crazy. To him it was just passing time between sex and more sex. In his experience, sleeping with a woman was much better when fewer words were exchanged.

“So why not?”

“So why not, what?”

“Why haven’t I seen you without your shirt?”

He thought about it a moment, wanting a good enough answer so she’d drop it. “I don’t know. The opportunity never arose.”

Even in the darkness he could tell she didn’t buy it. She looked at him then smiled, running her index finger along a thin white scar on his arm. “You don’t have to be embarrassed, you know. They’re only a big deal if you make them that way.”

The moonlight danced in her golden hair, the silken ends tickling his hardened nipples. Everything about her entranced him. Normally by this time he was thinking about round two or heading home. But not now. Not with her. He sucked in a breath as she studied his nakedness, feeling oddly nervous about what she’d see.

He tensed when her finger found the thick purple gash just below his collar bone. “What happened here?”

“I don’t know.” he shrugged. “Something cut me.”

“Like what? Glass?”

“Summer, I went through the wind shield. Glass, metal. It could have been anything.”

She gave him a pointed look. “Now who’s the one who could use a dose of self-confidence?”

The jab caught him right in the gut, presumably right where she intended. He remembered from his research that Summer Riley was a master at mental strategy on the court, outsmarting opponents with her quick thinking. It amused him to think she was applying her skills to him.

“How long did it take for your body to heal?”

He thought about it a moment, running his hands along her thighs. “A couple of years maybe. Skin graphs, surgeries. I don’t know. I don’t think about it much anymore.”

“I think you think about it all the time.”

She caught him again. This was exactly why he trafficked in casual sex. He was spared the pop psychology. Grabbing her hips he attempted to move her on to him, but she pushed him back down, and smiled. “Sex won’t make you feel better.”

“Want to bet?”

“What about this big patch along the bottom of your stomach?”

“Summer, don’t.

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