Free Sand and Sin by Dani Jace Page A

again.
    Jax tipped her chin with a finger. Pressed his lips to hers. Their slight tremble excited him. The chatter and noise around them faded. Lost in the sensation of her pliant lips and sweet wine taste, he forgot about his injury, his team, and even his future.
    After a walk along the pier, they wandered inside to a gift shop. Peri searched the racks for a T-shirt for Haley while he lingered at the ceiling-to-floor aquarium. A large striped angelfish of blue and yellow trailed behind a small school of orange and white clown fish. Not of the local region’s habitat, but they made for a colorful display.
    With purchase in hand, Peri stepped next to him and tucked her arm in his.
    He liked her claiming gesture and tugged her closer. “Which is your favorite?”
    “I like to watch stingrays, but they are only at the main aquarium in Manteo. You can dive with the sharks there.” She shot him a daring look with a raised brow.
    “Oh yeah? Would you join me?” He’d love to teach her how.
    “You have to be certified to sixty feet.”
    He laughed. “Only sixty?”
    “Yes, most of us on the planet are mere mortals, SEAL boy.”
    “SEAL man.”
    “More like SEAL crazy.” She poked his ribs.
    He pinned her with a naughty stare. “You’ll regret that.”
    In a sugary tone, she drawled, “Oh, I hope so.”
    * * * *
    Jax drove the beach road for home while Peri seemed lost in the passing scenery.
    Her dress hitched higher as she reclined the seat, revealing her tanned thighs.
    He was such a horn dog, but after months in a sand box with barely a magazine for inspiration, his imagination had run as dry as the climate. After reaching over the console, he caught the slinky black material and waited for her reaction.
    “A pre-show?” A corner of her pink-glossed lips angled up.
    “Black is sexy and so are y—”
    She hooked her thumbs at the strings of her silky panties and slid them down to her ankles while tauntingly licking her lips.
    Lucky for him, the next light changed to red.
    Slowly, she inched a finger into her slickness. Her bare pussy glistened with moisture as she started making slow circles, spreading her legs for him to have a view of her clit.
    He gripped the wheel tighter, trying to ignore blue balls in his pants.
    Next, she slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress down her arms. The swell of her breasts spilled over the top.
    Knowing those sweet nipples waited for him made his mouth water. He had considerable driving skills, but would they be enough to maintain control with her in his lap?
    “Your turn.” She giggled when the light flicked to green.
    “Huh?”
    After unbuckling her seatbelt, she knelt on the seat and raised the center console that doubled as an armrest. With a flick of her wrist, she unbuttoned his slacks, and drew down the zipper.
    He’d gone commando like he’d wanted her to. His shaft sprang free. “Jesus, baby, don’t make me wreck the rental.”
    “You’re a multitasker. I’m sure you can manage.” She grasped his eager dick and began to stroke. Control shifted into the capable hands of Peri, a wildcat bartender. She leaned closer and circled her tongue over his tip, then licked her lips.
    It made him insane with need. Good God. The visual made it difficult to focus on the road. Only sheer will kept his foot on the gas. He levered his seat to the furthest position from the wheel, giving her more room, loving her brand of torture.
    Her wicked smile shot heat to his balls, making him wonder about her next trick. He didn’t have to wait long.
    Her warm lips surrounded him. Sank to the root of his cock.
    He flexed his hips, instinctively pushing a deep as possible.
    The hot, wet suction of her mouth gripped him without mercy.
    When she swallowed, the contraction had him gritting his teeth to stave his release.
    Blond curls bobbed over his lap as she pumped faster.
    Jax set the cruise control just below the thirty-five miles per hour speed limit. He poised both feet at the