Page 33 of Chasing Lynda

Now that I’m safe from view, it registers that Dodge’s lips are incredibly soft. When I feel him licking along the seam of my lips, demanding entrance I don’t hesitate to grant it.

I don’t know if the adrenaline rush from the danger of being discovered is enhancing my physical reaction but I’m really into Dodge’s kiss.

The way he’s exploring my mouth is dominant and possessive but not aggressive. He leaves me space to explore him too as he licks and sucks on my tongue and lips to then retreat and let me chase him.

His kiss is skilled and sexy as he uses his teeth to graze at my bottom lip from time to time.

I don’t even realize that my fingers are playing with the short blond hair at the nape of his neck as we keep devouring each other.

One of his knees is wedged between my thighs and I’m grateful for the support of the wall because I doubt that right now my legs would support my weight.

Laughter and catcalls cause him to break the kiss but he keeps me in his arms, his forehead still touching mine, his body still keeping me safely hidden against the wall.

“Fuck.” He chuckles, nipping at my bottom lip and immediately licking the same spot to soothe the slight sting he just caused. “If this is how you show your gratitude, tell me what else you need.”

I can’t help but smile back, unable to stop staring into his eyes. They aren’t blue like I thought when I saw him again just a few moments ago. They’re a stormy gray with a blue ring at the outer edge of his irises.

His closeness is affecting me so much, with his clean, totally manly scent that reminds me of sandalwood, that I almost forget why I pulled him close to begin with. Almost.

The fact that the people around us are laughing at us, induces me to think that the church group is gone and there’s only one way to know.

I look over Dodge’s shoulder, as careful as possible so as not to give away my position. I sag against his ripped chest when I spot the women’s bonnets in the distance as security is escorting the disruptive bunch off the property, encouraging them to leave the resort in favor of the public beach.

“Hey are you ok?” Dodge asks and I nod, blushing at the thought that I just jumped him.

“I’m fine, thank you.” I smile when he winks at me.

“I’m all for hot girls showing their gratitude for my help like you just did, but I think we should start over. I’m Dodge. You are?”

“That’s Lynda.” Carter interjects coming to give me a hug. “So, I see you’ve met Dodge properly now. These are Zane and Bennett; you might remember them from the other night on the beach.”

Bennett is the guy with the ice blue eyes. “Hey, Lynda.” He smiles.

“Nice to meet you, Bennett. Thank you for your help the other night.”

Bennett chuckles. “You’re very welcome. Although I’m a little disappointed that I didn’t get the same warm thank you Dodge just did.”

Heat immediately rises to my cheeks and I know I’m bright red. I open my mouth in search of something witty to say but I come up empty when I notice Zane one step behind. He’s looking at me without acknowledging me in any way.

I know I should go after how I acted last night but I don’t know where, worried about bumping into Rachel and the other people from the church.

Right now the safest place to be is here, within the cordoned area where they’ll no longer be allowed.

“Yo, number twenty-one!” Monroe hollers, before I have a chance to say anything to Zane. “Are you coming or what? If not, let me know and I’ll find a replacement. If yes, move that tight ass backstage, there’s some food there for you girls and we’re starting in twenty.”

Zane chooses that moment to finally acknowledge me. “What? You aren’t doing the wet t-shirt competition, right Lynda?”

Something in the way he says it rubs me the wrong way. “Coming!” I say, following Monroe and the other girls backstage.

I turn to look at Zane’s dark expression and while I know that I owe him an apology for how I ditched him last night, right now I’m pissed.

I’ve been told what to do my entire life and if there’s one perk to being on my own it’s that I can do whatever the fuck I want.

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