Free Afternoon Delight by Kayla Perrin Page A

standing there smiling down at me.
    He was about six feet tall, his eyes even more striking now that I was looking directly into them. They were hazel, I noticed. Intense. So intense that each time our gazes had met in the last two days—from across the dining hall, or across the stretch of beach—I’d looked away, too timid to engage in any flirtation.
    “My friend’s trying to arrange it right now,” I told him, wondering why now, when Dyanne and I were likely going to leave, I’d finally made contact with this very sexy man.
    “My buddy and I are transferring,” the man said, and my heart rate picked up speed. “I’m looking forward to it.”
    I flashed him a knowing smile. Topless women, naked pool games…“Oh, I bet you’re looking forward to it.”
    “You’re not?”
    I shrugged, my ego deflating. With gorgeous, half-naked competition, I might never get the chance to know this guy the way I was suddenly aching to. Something about him had my pussy throbbing, just by the way he was looking at me. Never in my life had I felt such an intense physical attraction to a man, the kind that had me thinking about getting naked with a stranger.
    “I think my friend’s a little more interested than I am,” I told him. But if you’re going …
    The man extended his hand, and I found myself checking out his arm. The way the muscles bulged without any effort. The strain of his veins against the back of his hand. He exuded strength, and I could only imagine the feel of his thick thighs between my legs.
    “I’m Trevor.”
    I swallowed. Tried to steer my thoughts back on track. I accepted his hand and shook it. “I’m Marissa.”
    Trevor’s touch electrified my skin. Damn, what was it about him? He didn’t have pretty-boy good looks, but he was attractive in a ruggedly sexy sort of way, with the kind of muscular build I loved. His skin was the color of milk chocolate and looked good enough to eat.
    Each time I’d seen him over the last couple days, I’d noticed him at the resort with another man, presumably his brother given their resemblance.
    Dyanne’s main objective on this trip was to get laid, and she was certain that’s what I needed, too. As I stared at Trevor, I couldn’t help thinking that if I were looking for a man to make me forget about home—and my problems in Chicago—he certainly could do the job.
    His eyes lingered on my face, and not only did my pussy pulse with excitement, but wetness also flowed onto my panties. My ego was restored, because I knew without a doubt that Trevor liked what he saw.
    Did he realize that I liked what I saw, too?
    “It’s all set.” The sound of Dyanne’s voice had me turning away from the sexy man in front of me to look at her. Her eyes narrowed in speculation as she eyed me and Trevor.
    “We’re transferring?” I asked, hopeful.
    Dyanne made her way over to us. “Yep. Right now.”
    “Now?” I asked.
    “Well, in an hour. We have to pack, then we’re on the bus to Temptation. I’m sorry,” Dyanne suddenly said, turning to Trevor with a sweet smile. “I’m Dyanne. You are…?”
    “Trevor. And I’m on my way to Temptation as well. With my brother.”
    Dyanne raised her eyebrows. “Oh. Interesting.” Her tone said she thought Trevor and I were making a love connection.
    Rather, a lust connection.
    Dyanne’s eyes suddenly widened with alarm. “Oh my God. Jimmy’s heading this way.” She tugged on my arm. “Sorry, Trevor. We’ve got to go.”
    “It was nice to meet you, Trevor,” I said as Dyanne ushered me in the opposite direction from where Jimmy was now approaching. “I guess I’ll see you on the bus.”
    “Oh, no doubt,” Trevor replied.
    His tone—and his hot gaze—told me that I had a whole lot to look forward to once we got to Temptation.

CHAPTER TWO

    Two hours later, Dyanne and I were changing into our bikinis in our new room at the Temptation Resort and Spa. I barely had my wrap secured around my waist before Dyanne was