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𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨-𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝-𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚... 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙜𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜.
For one adventurous bridal party, a week away at the exclusive Hideaway Island resort is the perfect opportunity for an unforgettable bachelor-and-bachelorette celebration. And as the maid-of-honor, Rae doesn't want to cause any problems when an unexpected complication forces her out of her guest room. Bunking with the one man she can't get out of her head - the infuriatingly bossy best man - might be a temptation, but it's better than ruining the ongoing party for the bride and groom.
Daddy Dom Brian is sure of two things - one, Rae is a natural babygirl, and two, she's just as attracted to him as he is to her. So when dumb luck gives him an entire week to put both of those beliefs to the test, he readily agrees to enjoy all the secret passion and pleasure Rae is willing to share with him so he can finally prove to her they belong together.
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙... 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩.
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Brian
Since they were trying to keep Rae moving into his place a secret from everyone else, they went out the back, crossing over the beach to get her from her villa to his. Because of the way the cul-de-sac curved on the street, this gave them the least chance of being seen, as long as no one was out on the beach. Thankfully, they weren’t. The coast was completely clear, literally.
“You can just set my suitcase down— Where are you going?” The exasperation in Rae’s voice was clear as he kept walking, ignoring her because they were in the main room. She was gesturing toward the couch, as though she really thought he was going to let her sleep there.
Absolutely not.
Maybe it was old-fashioned of him, but if he was in a situation with a woman he wasn’t sharing a bed with and there was only one bed, she was absolutely going to be the one sleeping in the bed.
“I’m going to the bedroom,” he answered, even though it should be obvious. Before he could tell her that she got the bed and he’d take the couch, she was already talking again.
“Oh, so that’s how it is, huh? You offered me a room, and I’m going to pay for it with my body?”
Well, that was interesting. She didn’t sound defensive at all. In fact, she sounded like she was… flirting.
Pausing in the bedroom doorway, Brian turned around to look at her, one corner of his mouth lifting up in a smile when he met her gaze. She was standing next to the couch, hands firmly planted on her hips. The sun filtered in through the window behind her, making her dress a lot more sheer than he’d realized, and he wondered if she knew that he could see right through the fabric.
“Yes,” he said, just to see how she would respond.
“What?” Her mouth popped open, eyes widening—not in horror, but in surprise and… was that interest?
“Yes, I’m offering you a place to stay. You should repay me.” He was enjoying her shock enough to keep the joke going. Although he was starting to feel like maybe he wasn’t really joking.
After all, she was the one who had brought it up, not him.
Really? You’re going to give her another chance? Again? Have you not learned your lesson yet?
It didn’t have to be another chance, though. He already knew things weren’t going to work out between them, that she didn’t want him. It wasn’t setting himself up for rejection if he wasn’t going to put himself out there.
But if she was going to be staying here tonight, maybe they could do one more night. Just for fun. Closure of a kind. One night and then goodbye.
And this is what we call thinking with your dick instead of your brain.
His inner voice was disgusted with him because he knew he was rationalizing, and yet…
Rae lifted her chin, but he could tell from her expression she was intrigued. If this was the game she wanted to play… well, fuck, he wasn’t strong enough to resist. It was vacation, after all, and he knew the score.
Why not give in?
“Well, that’s not very gentlemanly.”
“Who said I was a gentleman?” He winked at her and turned away, heading into the bedroom. If she changed her mind, he’d just sleep out on the couch.
He wasn’t surprised when he heard her footsteps following him in. What did surprise him was when he turned around and found that she’d stripped off her dress, leaving her utterly naked.
Brian’s jaw dropped open.
“What are you doing?” he asked before he could stop himself. Obviously, he knew what she was doing, but his brain had come to a screeching halt at the sight of her bare breasts. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen boobs before, and he’d spent some time up close and personal with hers. He just hadn’t been expecting her to raise the stakes like this.
Shrugging one sassy shoulder, she ran her hands down over her body, skimming her curves, as though she thought maybe he’d missed the fact that she was naked.
“You said I have to pay for my stay, right?” A little smile flirted on her lips as she sashayed toward him. “Well, I don’t have any money on me at the moment… but…”
Sex chicken.
They were playing sex chicken and seeing who was going to blink first.
Well, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be him.
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Golden Angel is a USA Today best-selling author and self-described bibliophile with a "kinky" bent who loves to write stories for the characters in her head. If she didn't get them out, she's pretty sure she'd go just a little crazy.
She is happily married, old enough to know better but still too young to care, and a big fan of happily-ever-afters, strong heroes and heroines, and sizzling chemistry.
When she's not writing, she can often be found on the couch reading, in front of her sewing machine making a new cosplay, hanging out with her friends, or wandering the Maryland Renaissance Fair.
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