Feeling pressure from his dad, he takes time off from work to visit during 4th of July at the family’s lake house.
Maggie is a twenty-eight year old certified public accountant who’s enjoying a week of sun and fun but when Colt rides in, the attraction sends sparks.
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EXCERPT:
Standing to the side of the house, I hang my matte black Beanie helmet on the handlebars of my Harley. I just arrived at my dad and stepmother’s lake house.
I wasn’t coming this weekend, and if it wasn’t for my dad sounding disappointed when I told him I needed to work, I wouldn’t be here.
The bar I own was a complete dive when I bought it, but I’ve turned it back into its glory state. It’s slowly becoming a popular site with the locals and even the surrounding towns.
You would think my stepmother would give me recognition. I’ve done everything on my own at the young age of twenty-two, but my stepmother’s snooty ways think a bar is beneath her. Her demands of always wanting to be in high society’s social life, only eating at five-star restaurants, being at fancy country clubs, and socializing with people who care less about her have never interested me. Her son possesses many of her snooty traits.
Running my hands through my short, dark hair, the sound of someone spitting out profanity catches my attention.
I spot a set of gorgeous long, toned, and tanned legs. My eyes move up to a perfect, tight ass that makes my dick twitch, but when I scan her breast and her barely covered tits, my cock hardens.
Fuck!
Seeing her face, I realize it’s the girl from my apartment complex. Her blonde hair is up into a messy bun, displaying more of her tan skin around her slender neck.
My dick hardens to full mast, pushing against my zipper, and begging to be released.
I can still feel how it felt to have her pushed against me.
Who the hell is she? Why is she here?
I adjust my cock.
Fuck, she’s hot!
Walking out onto the back patio, I stand over her, blocking the sun. I use this moment to get a close look at her full lips and think about how badly I want to see parted as she screams while I pound into her.
Her head stretches up, trying to look up at me. She lets out a small gasp through her plump lips.
“Umm, can I help you?” Her voice comes out shaky.
She can help me with this rod in my pants.
“I’m Colt,” I announce, “And you are?”
“Maggie,” she whispers.
“Don’t I know you?” Pulling my t-shirt over my head, I don’t miss how her lips part and her nipples harden through the thin leather fabric. She has sunglasses on, but I can tell she’s enjoying the view. I see her throat work.
“I’m not sure. Can you move? You’re blocking the sun.”
“Are you sure?” I grin. “You can admit if you would rather—”
“I would rather have the sun burn my eyes out.” She makes a swiping motion with her hand.
A smirk creeps up on my face. Feisty as shit is just my type. Moving to the lounge chair beside her, I throw my shirt down and unzip my pants.
“What are you doing?
“I’m taking off my pants.” I give her a cocky grin.
“I can see that. Why?” she asks as her face reddens.
I point to the pool. “I’m going to take a swim.”
Author Bio:
Aurelia writes contemporary romance and enjoys reading it just as much! She lives in Alabama with her husband, daughter and fur babies. She spends most of her time taking care of her loved ones and plotting stories. Excited to begin this new journey, she’s looking forward to sharing her stories.
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