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it between them. “Get yourself off. I want you to come with me.”
    She touched herself while he watched her, and she neared her end quicker than she’d have thought. “So good. I’m close.”
    “Yeah, with me.”
    Water sloshed over the floor. She didn’t care. She kissed him again, and the desperation in her kiss had him groaning into her mouth.
    She found her climax and sucked hard on his tongue while clamping around him. He broke the kiss, swore, and ground her over him.
    “Oh yeah. All in you,” he said on a moan. “Fuck. I love this.”
    She trembled, lightheaded in lust, and scared because, for a minute, she’d thought he was going to say, “I love you.”
    And she wanted to say it back. Crazy, right?
     

Chapter Eight
     
     
    The day on the beach passed by in a blaze of sun and sand. Brad hadn’t thought she could get any sexier, but wearing a bikini that showed off her tan, and her curves, Genevieve had drawn his gaze all day. They held hands as they wandered the beach, and they swam as well.
    Unlike a lot of the women on the beach soaking up rays, Genevieve wanted to play. She liked swimming and teasing him and laughing as much as she liked napping in the sun.
    Wanting to please her, Brad let her call the shots and was pleasantly surprised when she did what he would have chosen anyway. Together on a beach blanket, he rolled her onto her back, lying over her so he could look into her eyes.
    “You like the beach or the mountains better?”
    She bit her lower lip in thought, so he leaned closer to kiss the sting away. “Oh.” She kissed him back then smiled at him. “Beach, I think.”
    “Me too. But then, I’m biased. I grew up here.”
    “I grew up outside the city, but we’d spend summers near the seashore.” She rubbed his chest and sighed. “Being here makes me miss my family. But I still don’t feel homesick.” She kissed him. “Thanks.”
    “Hey, anything I can do to keep your mind occupied, I’m your guy.”
    She laughed at him. “So where should I take everyone to dinner tonight? The bistro?”
    “You don’t have to take anyone out. We can meet for drinks. How’s that?”
    “No. Everyone helped me fix up my furniture and settle in. I owe them—you.”
    “I know how you can make it up to me.” He smiled. “We haven’t used those pearls yet.”
    She blushed. “Brad.” She wriggled under him and smirked. “Happy to see me?”
    “Honey, I’m ‘happy’ around you all the time.” Though they’d played around with him rimming her, he had yet to take her ass. Ever since she’d mentioned her pearls, he couldn’t stop thinking about it. “Well?”
    She tugged his nipple.
    “Ow.”
    “Tell you what. We’ll have a nice dinner together with my new friends.”
    “And my family.”
    “Yeah. Then we’ll go back to your place and play. That’s if you don’t get arrested for indecent exposure on the beach.”
    “Wait. What?”
    She darted out from under him and ran laughing into the water, leaving him with another hard-on to deal with. After composing himself enough that he could run into the water with her, they swam and rode the waves together. Then they left the beach and walked back to his parents’ house, where he’d parked.
    His mother and father waved at them from the back porch. Hell. He’d thought they’d gone boating with friends this weekend.
    “Brad, honey. Hi!” His mother smiled, looking from him to Genevieve with interest.
    Debating how to introduce her, he must have taken too long because Genevieve elbowed him in the side before walking forward to introduce herself.
    “Hello. I’m Genevieve St. James. Brad and I work together at the G2, and we’re currently dating.” She turned to him with a grin and raised a brow. A dare?
    He joined her and hugged her to him. “Yeah. Mom, Dad, this is my new girlfriend .” Ha. Take that. Except thinking of her in more serious terms pleased him a little too much. “Genevieve, meet Elizabeth and Colonel