Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
For as long as I could remember, I’d sworn I was in love with Brody. Then I’d met Jack, and I really had liked him. He’d been so sweet at first, and in a strange way, he’d reminded me of Brody. He’d made me forget that my heart was broken after Brody had left Seaside.
At first, things with Jack had been good. He had a sense of humor, was a charmer, and had a way of making me smile…when he wanted to. Of course, looking back now, I realized it had all been an act to get me to sleep with him. He’d probably had plans to break up with me regardless if I’d slept with him tonight or not. I’d never felt real love for Jack, only Brody. I knew that was why I wasn’t heartbroken, but simply relieved.
Of course, Brody had no idea about my feelings for him. He’d never seen me as anything other than a kid, flashing me an occasional sweet smile, or giving me a pat on the head as he said hello.
Until tonight.
Brody hadn’t come back home in over a year. When he’d walked up to the bonfire and had spotted me standing there, it was clear he no longer saw the little girl he’d remembered. His gaze had traveled down my body slowly, and I had thanked the stars above I’d worn the black shorts and tank top that Adelaide had talked me into. My body had developed a lot since the last time I’d seen Brody, and it was obvious he’d noticed. The way his eyes had taken me in sent a shiver racing through my body and had caused a feeling deep in my stomach I’d never experienced before.
“He’s an asshole, Sutton,” Brody said now. “And if you’re not ready yet, any decent guy who cares enough about you would wait.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “It’s not that I’m not ready. It’s just…I don’t want my first time to be with Jack.”
Brody stiffened next to me. “Why not?”
Turning to look at him, I worked up the courage I needed to admit my feelings. This would be the last time I’d see Brody for months. Maybe even longer. He was set to leave again soon, heading out on a ship for his first tour of duty. “Because I want my first time to be with someone I love and care for deeply.”
Under the light of the moon, I saw Brody’s eyes search my face. “You don’t love Jack?”
I slowly shook my head. “I’ve never loved him.”
Then I did something I never thought I’d do. I kissed Brody Wilson.
I fully expected him to push me away or tell me to stop. But he didn’t. Instead, he brought his hand up behind my neck and deepened the kiss.
Jack had never kissed me the way Brody did. It was powerful. Emotional. Amazing. I swore I felt that kiss to the tips of my toes.
I let out a soft moan, and Brody tugged on my hair, pulling my head back so he could take in more of me. Our tongues danced in a beautiful rhythm, and I was positive no man would ever kiss me like this again. I would remember it for the rest of my life. Even when I was an old woman in my bed, drawing in my last breath, Brody’s kiss would be seared into my memory.
When he finally pulled his mouth from mine, we were both panting.
“Sutton,” he whispered.
Before he could say another word, I quickly moved to straddle him. I knew we could be caught at any moment, but I didn’t care. This was my chance, and I was going to take it by the reins and go for everything I wanted.
I’d finally kissed Brody, and Lord above, he’d kissed me back.
“Brody, please,” I whimpered as I lowered myself onto him. I could feel he was hard, and that did all kinds of things to me, but most of all, it gave me the courage to show him…tell him what I wanted. He had always treated me like a kid sister. Now…now his body clearly said that was no longer the case. And that thrilled me.
He cupped my face in his hands and brought my mouth down to his. This time, the kiss felt different. Searing and full of want and desire, and my goodness, did my body react to it in the most amazing ways.
“What are you doing to me, Sutton?” he whispered, leaning his forehead against mine after he broke the kiss.
“I want you, Brody. Please.”
He drew back and slowly shook his head. “I’m not doing this on the beach. That’s not how your first time should be. And it should be with someone—”
I pressed my fingers to his lips to stop him from talking. “Don’t. Please don’t, Brody. I don’t think I could stand to hear you say it. Not like this, not right now.”