Page 37 of Embrace the Mall


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“I know how penises work. And erections. But even if you do have a walnut, I’m sure you can make up for it with your charming personality,” I teased, circling him. “Oh, wait. On second thought, maybe weshouldwait for warmer weather.”

“You…” He halfheartedly kicked some water at me.

The fine mist speckled my chest.

Shrieking, I backed away, the chill pulling at the tips of my breasts.

“I didn’t mean to,” he said, hands up. He dropped his gaze to my hardened nipples. “But I don’t regret it.”

“You’d better,” I said, shoving a wave at him.

He cackled and turned heel so the water only lapped his backside as he scrambled ashore.

“Coward,” I called, trotting after him.

“Temptress,” he hollered, luring me into a chase along the beach.

I hugged my aching boobs to my chest. “Slow down. This bra isn’t built for running.”

“Best take it off then,” he suggested.

“Angel!”

He turned and slowed. His gaze ran over me with the same delicate exploration as the droplets slipping down my legs.

Excitement pounded through my veins with each step.

I had to catch him. Feel him.

Giggling, I snared him in a hug, splatting the icy water between us. “There.”

He shuddered and wrapped his arms around me. “Fuck, that’s cold.”

“You deserve it,” I said. And so did I for being so reckless.

He traced pretty patterns on my back and rocked us in a gentle slow-dance. “Maybe I do deserve this.”

My smile faltered. How longhadhe wanted this? Us?

His pulse thundered under my cheek.

If I looked up, he might kiss me.

“My heart’s racing,” I said, my voice quavering as I dared a peek at his pretty smile.

“Mine too.” He played with the band of my bra, warming the flesh underneath.

Oh, gosh. I wanted him.

On a scale of one to ten, I’d be the red-faced, panting emoji in need of immediate care.

It could’ve been the strong drinks or the sparkling sea. But the most enchanting part of the evening was Angel holding me.

His gaze dipped to my mouth. “Maybe you aren’t as sweet as I thought.”

I unstuck my tongue from the roof of my mouth. “How will you know unless you give me a taste?”

He smirked, a flash of teeth, then swept in to kiss me.