It’s a much better idea thanI want to sink so deep inside you I leave a dent.
She nods.
Twenty minutes later, we’re at Santa Monica Beach.
We walk along the sand, and Jessie asks me about work and the Black Hawke guys I work with as she licks her caramel ice cream.
I watch her tongue way too closely.
Fuck, I want that lapping my cock.
“I like it here,” Jessie says, glancing up at me.
“LA?”
“This beach.It’s nice.I could find a place along here to live.”
“Do you have a job?”I lift a brow.
Honestly, sometimes she can be very naïve, and it irritates me.I wonder if we all protected her way too much.
She gives me a look.“Not yet,dad.I got here yesterday.”
We sit, and I lean my arms on my knees and take another long lick of my chocolate chip ice cream.A drop lands on my leg, and she slides her finger along my skin, wiping it off.
I glance over as she licks her finger.
Fucking hell.
“Jess,” I growl, making a mental note to ask Josh for double shifts this week.
“Calm down.”She rolls her eyes, but I see her secret smile as she turns away.
Classic Jessie.
She tries to break down my defenses and has for years.It’s like we play this seductive game of chess against one another.
It’s exhausting.
And at the same time, titillating.
My gaze drifts up her long sleek legs which cross at her ankles, and then out across the beach.Men are gazing at her.I don’t blame them, she’s goddamn gorgeous.
Still, I’m annoyed as I told her to wear something decent, and she walked out in this illegally short dress.Guess it was payback for theyou’re not to wear pantiescomment.
I should have known.
A frisbee, from further down the beach, goes rogue and flies our way.Jessie clambers to her feet and leaps for it—
Jesus fucking Christ!
Instead of some nice silk, lace or even goddamn cotton, I’ve greeted with flesh.
Her bare fucking flesh.
I choke on my ice cream, toss it into the sand as Jessie casually throws the frisbee back and waves out when they thank you.
Angrily, I climb to my feet.
