Redeeming the Playboy by S. L. Scott

Author:S. L. Scott [Scott, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-940071-85-5
Publisher: S. L. Scott
Published: 2019-06-12T04:00:00+00:00

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MALLORY

Standing there, I watch him wax the board in a fury of motion and it makes me smile to see him so desperate to get back to the sex part, falling off a ridiculous, but funny interruption.

He turns, and demands, “Get back on the board.”

There’s no questioning, the humor has evaporated and the shack heats up instantly. I position myself on top of the board again, my hand pushing the remaining wax bar to the side. I look down at it and an idea comes fast. It’s crazy and erotic and something I’ve never done and never thought I would do. But being here with Evan, looking at the sweat glistening on his chest, his expression hungry for me, with him I want to experience everything. He makes me want to push my sexual boundaries. With a sly smile and a nod toward the wax, I ask, “Wanna play a little?”

He doesn’t hide his surprise. “Fuck, are you serious right now? You want me to use the wax on you?”

“Mmmhmm.” Just like the other times with him, I’m not nervous.

“Okay,” he whispers then turns around to pick up the wax again. “Lay back,” he instructs.

I lay down as he grabs a lighter from the counter behind him. Holding the flame under the wax, I watch it flicker as the wax begins to melt. When he moves it over my chest, his eyes connect with mine, and he says, “It’s gonna be hot, baby. Tell me if it’s too much.”

“I will.” The first drop of wax hits my skin above my right breast, stinging and shooting pain through my body. I arch up, my head falling back as I gasp before holding my breath until the pain subsides.

“Baby?” he asks, his brow furrowed in concern as he leans over me. “Too much?”

The dim light seeping into the room and the dulling pain heightens unexpectedly into pleasure. Shadows highlighting every groove of his muscular arms and shoulders as he hovers with me as his entire focus. The ache from the hot wax turns into an ache deep in my being, consuming me. “No, again, please,” I beg this time, needing him now.

When his expression changes from worry to desire, I know he’ll give me everything I crave. I hold the rails of the board as he flicks the lighter to life again. My legs squirm, waiting, but his careful concentration feels more like a calculated torture. I watch with baited anticipation as a drop finally releases, falling through the air. With a sharp unintentional intake of air, I close my eyes and respond to the blissful torment. “Ahhh.”

My eyes open when he roughly drags his fingers between my legs, bringing my attention back to him. “You’re so wet, Mallory.”

Without warning, he pushes me onto my side then drags my hips to the edge of the board. “Hold on, baby,” he warns as I feel his hardness at my entrance.

I grab the edge of the board again as his grip on my hips tightens and he slams into me, the surfboard moving in reaction with my body.

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