Waxing His Board (Filthy Dirty Summer Book 1) by Fiona Davenport

Author:Fiona Davenport [Davenport, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-17T16:00:00+00:00

7

Wilder

My alarm blared, jerking me awake. I flung my arm out to shut the damn thing off but knocked it to the floor instead.

“You are so freaking noisy in the morning,” Chloe grumbled before sticking her head under a pillow.

I chuckled as I got up to retrieve and silence the clock. “You’ll get used to it,” I quipped, smacking her on her delectable ass. Sooner rather than later.

The past couple of weeks had been amazing. Chloe spent her days with me, talking, laughing, surfing, and fucking. But most nights, she went home. It frustrated me that she wasn’t sleeping in my bed every night. She hadn’t officially moved in because she wasn’t ready to tell her parents.

I understood her trepidation to a certain point—just the fact that I was ten years older than her was enough to have her overprotective father ready to kill me—but I was reaching the end of my patience.

I wasn’t sure what she’d told them to be able to stay with me the night before the last day of her competition.

It was five thirty in the morning, and the sun was just beginning to crest over the horizon. Chloe’s time slot in the finals was in two and a half hours, and despite the fact that she was used to getting up early because that was when the best waves were, she was not a morning person.

“Time to get up, baby. You don’t want to be late, and if you stay in that bed naked for much longer, I won’t be accountable for my actions. Especially when I deserve a fucking medal for letting you sleep all night.” The other nights she’d stayed over had usually turned into a marathon fucking session as if we were making up for the nights when she was gone. Having her naked body wrapped up in mine last night had made me perpetually hard, but I’d talked myself out of sliding inside her by reminding myself that I didn’t want her to be tired the next day and perform poorly. Not just because of the competition, but surfing could be a very dangerous sport if you weren’t alert and focused.

Chloe groaned and rolled to the other edge of the bed. “I’m very impressed,” she said as she sat up, tossing me a grin over her shoulder. “I’ll have to make it up to you another time.”

I pointed at her and narrowed my eyes. “I won’t forget you said that. After we celebrate your win, I fully intend to collect my reward tonight.”

“Don’t jinx it,” she hissed as she shot to her feet and planted her hands on her hips.

Her eyes were lit with fire, and her position thrust her tits out, their hard little peaks begging for my mouth. I inhaled deeply and counted to ten, then spun on my heel and stalked to my dresser to pull out a pair of boxer briefs. “Sorry. I’m going to make you some breakfast. After you eat, you can go outside and throw salt over your shoulder.

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