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“And I’m so ready for you to,” she said in a husky voice that betrayed how much she wanted him. Again. And again. She couldn’t get enough of him, and it seemed he thought the same about her.

Craig pinched one of her ass cheeks that was sore from the spanking he’d given her for being a bad girl yesterday. She’d teased him on purpose, tweaking his cock in public without permission and rubbing her ass against his groin as often as possible to make him fully erect.

She grinned while he moved down to oil her thighs and calves. It had just been another excuse to spank her and fuck her hard, and she loved it. Sometimes she’d purposefully do things to get in trouble just so he’d punish her in some erotic way. She would even climax without permission just to get in trouble again.

Craig moved back up her body, rubbing her flesh as he went and moving his hands beneath her breasts to pinch her nipples. He leaned in close and she caught his scent of sun-warmed flesh and coconut oil. She could just imagine their slick bodies sliding against one another and her breasts ached even more as he fondled them.

“Let’s go back to our room, Ms. Grayson.” He nipped her earlobe hard and she gave a little cry. “It’s time for me to punish you for not wearing any covering to the beach today and letting all the men see your gorgeous body.” She usually wore a wrap around her waist so that her naked ass couldn’t be seen since she only wore G-strings.

The ache between her thighs grew more intense. “I’m sorry, Professor. I won’t do it again.”

“Too late for that.” He tied the straps of her halter-top then pinched her sensitive ass, causing her to give a low cry. “This time I’m going to come up with a new punishment.”

Oh God.
She couldn’t wait.

Craig helped her to her feet, and his eyes were dark with arousal. With satisfaction, she caught sight of his huge erection just before he wrapped a towel around his waist.

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He shook the sand off the beach blanket and put it over his arm, along with her towel, before taking her hand and walking up the beach with her.

As her feet sank into the sand while they trudged up the beach, she looked up at Craig and met his smoldering gaze.

Oh, yeah
, she was in for a wild ride.

After they’d washed the sand off their feet at one of the stations, they walked into the hotel. It was against the rules to walk around in a G-string without a cover, and she felt absolutely wicked going against the rules. They managed to make it to the elevators without getting caught. In just a few moments the elevator dinged and they entered it and Craig pushed the button for the twenty-fifth floor.

He shocked her when he shoved her up against the wall, dropping everything he’d been carrying.

“What—”she started when he released his erection from his trunks, pulled aside the scrap of material covering her pussy, and thrust his cock into her pussy.

“Oh my God,” she cried out as he drove in and out of her, hard and fast.

“You’re a tease, aren’t you, Ms. Grayson?” he said as he fucked her.

“Yes. Oh God yes, Professor.”

The danger of being caught in the elevator made her that much closer to reaching an orgasm faster than she ever had before. He continued to pump in and out and her breathing came hard and fast as the floors passed by.

“Almost there,” she managed to get out, meaning both their floor and her orgasm.

“Come, baby,” he demanded and she climaxed on command.

Her channel clamped down on his cock as new sensations spread through her, sensations caused by the threat of getting caught.

He gave a loud grunt and she felt his cock pulse in her core, his semen pumping inside her. She shuddered and Craig pulled out of her just as the bell dinged for their floor.

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Her legs were so rubbery from the experience that she could barely stand as he gathered the towels, blanket and suntan oil. She fixed her G-string so that her pussy wasn’t showing—just in time for the door to open and an elderly couple to be standing in the doorway.

Craig grabbed her hand. “Excuse us,” he said with a nod to the couple. Jessica avoided their gazes. She knew they probably smelled like sex—of Craig’s semen and her musk. This summer they’d both been tested so that he didn’t have to wear a condom, and she was on the Pill, so the sex was better than ever.

He laughed and she giggled as they ran down the hallway to their room, him leading the way.

“What did you think of your punishment, Jessica?” he said in a low, rough voice as he pulled the keycard from the pocket of his swim trunks then opened the door with it.

He dragged her inside and threw everything down again and pinned her up against the door when it closed. He took her mouth in a hard kiss then raised his head and looked at her. “Were you afraid of getting caught?”

She licked her moist lips and nodded. “Very.”

“Good.” He pressed harder against her as he untied the halter-top and each side of the G-string, pulled the bits of cloth away from her body and tossed them on the floor.

“You’d better watch yourself or I’ll find more ways to punish you.”

Jessica nodded and he ground his erection against her belly. The man was insatiable. And so was she.

He kissed her hard and fierce, then his kiss became more sensual. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed the corner of her mouth, his lips traveling to her ear where he whispered, “I’ve got something for you.”

Her curiosity piqued, she followed him into their luxurious hotel room. To her surprise there was a bouquet of white pink-tipped roses, a bottle of champagne chilling in a silver bucket, a platter of chocolate-covered strawberries and a present. The box was about the size of a toaster and wrapped with a big pink bow.

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“What’s this all about?” she asked, a little flutter in her tummy. The cool hotel room air brushed her naked skin as she moved toward the table.

He came up behind her and grasped her by the waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. “Today’s our ten-week anniversary—from the day I found you naked in my office.”

“Craig,” she said, a lump crowding her throat. “I just can’t believe you—”

“Open it,” he said, holding her tightly around her waist.

Jessica bit her lower lip, wondering what in the world he’d gotten her to celebrate their ten-week anniversary. She pulled off the bow and tore off the wrapping paper, and lifted the lid off a white box. All she saw was tissue paper.

“Go on,” he coaxed.

She started digging through the tissue and then stopped when she came to a black velvet jeweler’s box—the size of a ring box. She stifled a cry as she lifted it from the tissue and held it in her hands that were trembling so badly she couldn’t open it.

Craig released her waist to cover her hands and helped her raise the lid.

Jessica clapped one hand over her mouth and her eyes widened. Nestled in the black velvet was at least a one-carat diamond solitaire.

“I love you.” He shifted so that he turned her in his arms and they were facing one another. “It’s only been ten weeks, but I know what I want, and it’s you, baby. We can have as long of an engagement as you want, but say you’ll marry me.”

Jessica leaned forward and pressed her face to his chest as she clutched the box. She raised her head and looked up at him. For once he looked a little unsure of himself and she found him that much more loveable.

She smiled, feeling giddy and shivery, and unbelieving. “Yes.” She reached up and pressed her lips to his. “I love you so much, Craig. I can’t say yes fast enough.”

He grinned, took the diamond and slipped it onto her ring finger before he tossed the box aside. It fell to the carpet with a muted thump. As he walked her backward to 73

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the bed, she fell onto it and almost giggled. He slid between her thighs and entered in one hard thrust.

She took him inside her, welcoming him, feeling so much love for the man she’d lusted after for months. That lust had turned to such a deep love that she felt it throughout her entire being.

He kept the pace slow, making love to her like he never had before. His eyes never left hers, and when she crested the wave of ecstasy, he followed with her.

A feeling of peace and happiness eased through Jessica as he turned her into his arms and held her like he was never letting her go.

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About the Author

USA Today Bestselling Author Cheyenne McCray has a passion for sensual romance and a happily-ever-after, but always with a twist. Among other accolades, Chey has been presented with the prestigious Romantic Times BOOKreviews Reviewers’ Choice Award for “Best Erotic Romance of the Year”. Chey is the award-winning novelist of eighteen books and nine novellas.

Chey has been writing ever since she can remember, back to her kindergarten days when she penned her first poem. She always knew one day she would write novels, hoping her readers would get lost in the worlds she created, as she did when she was lost in a good book. Cheyenne enjoys spending time with her husband and three sons, traveling, and of course writing, writing, writing.

Cheyenne welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.

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