Page 62 of Dirty Like Seth


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Shit. I so wantedher…

My hand was on my dick again, and it was all over. I had tocome.

Badly.

It was probably better that I do this anyway, so I could think straight when I saw Elletomorrow.

Maybe…

Because as the hours passed, I’d become increasingly unable to think of much at all besides her tanned skin, her gray eyes, her hesitant smile. And her tight, heart-shaped ass. Her firm tits. Her nipples… The rosy-pink color of them, glimpsed through the holes in herbikini.

And the glimpse of that bare pink pussy between herlegs…

I came, hard, clutching the overhead faucet so I wouldn’t slip and fall on the wet stone floor; the explosion, white-hot, tore through me, and I clenched my teeth to stifle thegroan.

In my head I was coming onher, in that bikini, and she was loving it… grabbing my cock to lick it off, lapping up mycome…

Fuck.Me.

I wantedElle.

I shuddered and collapsed against the showerwall.

I wanted her on her knees, sucking meoff.

I wanted her bent over, ass in the air, taking my cock up that bare pinkpussy.

I wanted her screaming on her back, begging me formore.

And as I came down from the intensity of that orgasm, the blood slowly returning to my brain… I wanted her to kissme.

I knew it was self-destructive. The last thing I should want, if I had any hope of getting back the one thing I’dalwayswanted.

But I didn’tcare…

I wanted her soft, swollen lips to brush against mine, and her tongue to fill mymouth.

I wanted to tasteher.

I wanted those steel-gray eyes looking up at me, and I wanted hersmiling.

I wanted her whispering my name against myskin.

Seth…

I wanted her… and I wanted her to wantme.

Chapter Fifteen

Elle

In the middleof the night, Summer called. Actually, it was almost morning where she was, in Vancouver, but Summer was a nocturnal creature. I could hear music and voices—a lot of them—in thebackground.

Lucky for her, I was wide awake. I hadn’t been able to sleep. I’d just been lying here on the bed, my head throbbing with the memory of Hawaiian music and Seth’s body grinding up againstmine.

“You okay?” was the first thing she said tome.

Though I doubted she could hear me when I answered, “Where the hell areyou?”