Free Caught Inside by CJ Hawk Page B

a
small open deck to the ocean below. It was just a small version of
what was enclosed up above. Trey thought how if this was his place,
he wouldn't be blocking the ocean view from his patio off the back;
he would open all of it up with glass walls and some well-placed
landscaping. Then he thought quickly how the woman that owned this
place was as closed off and secluded as her house was. She was no
open book or an easy romance; she would be closed, and complicated.
All leading to eventual heartbreak, and he should know better. He
did know better; he just did not want to go that way.
    He sat down in a wooden deck chair
that was in desperate need of some sanding and stain. He looked out
to the ocean and took in a deep breath of the salty air. He scanned
to his right for her and saw only other active adults out running
or walking with their dogs. He scanned to his left and saw nothing
more but the same, but no Jennifer. He leaned back and closed his
eyes, resting his mind and letting the sounds of the waves massage
his soul. Not but a short time passed before a familiar voice made
him open his eyes, and a sexy Jennifer stood before him looking
confident and desirable in her running shorts, and sports
top.
    s"You always hang back and lounge
around half naked at friends' houses?" He listened to her voice
taunting with him flirtatiously. He would take the fact that she
called them friends, more like friends with really great benefits,
but he liked that she wasn't upset he was still here.
Alternatively, perhaps he was just hoping she had not wanted him to
slip away unnoticed. Heck, almost all his sex-charades ended that
way, a quick slip away, and then he could evade the woman if he
decided she was not worth his efforts or heartbreak, which was
often. No, standing before him was one dangerous woman, tall,
tanned, sexy as hell and her skills in the sex department put her
top of his lists of 'hey let's stay and see where this can go'. But
he knew better. He remembered her 'consenting adults' comment, yet
with the smile on her face and glow of sweat on her skin from her
recent jog; he wanted nothing more than to eat a hearty breakfast,
then eat her to a molten of sexual satisfaction.
    He decided to finally speak up with a
casual tone, or she would be able to see right through his desire
for something more. "I woke up and showered and went in search of
you, then locked the gate behind me by accident. You hungry,
because I am famished."
    I glanced over his naked chest and
then up into his eyes, and I saw that sexual lust build and a smile
creep across his face that told me I was going to have a hard time
just tossing him aside. Hell, I had a hard time keeping myself from
flirting with him. I knew how to ditch a man, especially one that
thought something more was going to come of a bootie call. There
had been a few, and they quickly learned the silent rules. It's
casual friends, sex if I offer or call and no attachment beyond
that.
    "Come on in." I directed, and then I
bolted up the last few steps and punched in the security code to
the gate. Once inside, I turned back to him walking up the steps,
and I shook my head while smiling. He looked spectacular half
naked. Just enough naked to remind myself of what he looked like
all naked, sweaty, muscles bulging for exertion. Ah, yes, he was
the type of man physically that I could never get bored with, but
on an intellectual level, we were worlds apart. What could he know
about international business, finance, marketing? What could he
possible bring to the table in a relationship that I would want so
bad, I would actually cave to the idea of a relationship or love
ever after?
    He watched her take off her running
shoes and set them off to the side of the door. She let her brown
hair out of her ponytail and fingered through it. He wanted to rub
the sweat that was glistening on her body on her naked skin. He
imagined his hands rubbing her naked skin then washing her off in
the shower. He caught