It’s been a long time since I wanted anybody this bad.

There’s just something about him that draws me in, even if I know that I’m marching straight toward my ruin.

“If you’re not trying to complicate things, then why am I out here?” I ask, my voice breathy as he leans closer to me.

“Fuck if I know,” he says, his lips brushing against mine. “But apparently, I have a thing for complications today.”

When his lips press against mine, the rest of the world fades away. Desire rushes through my body as we kiss, our mouths molding together as our tongues tangle.

I don’t know what I’m doing. This isn’t me. But for right now, I want it to be me.

Salvatore nips at my bottom lip, his hand moving down my neck to cup my breast. He massages it before he travels lower. His hands slide beneath my shirt, igniting a fire when his fingertips brush against my skin.

He groans into the kiss as I wrap my arms around his neck. He grips my ass long enough to lift me onto the railing. My legs wrap around him. I can feel the brush of his hardened cock through the thin fabric of my linen shorts. Heat pools between my legs as he breaks the kiss long enough to pull my shirt off over my head.

I slide down from the railing and pull away from the kiss, watching as Salvatore pulls his shirt off. He shudders beneath my touch as I run my hands down his torso. Our kiss deepens as we continue to strip, our clothing hitting the ground.

“This is a bad idea,” I say as Salvatore runs his fingers along my wet slit. I moan, my head tilting back slightly as he thrusts his fingers inside me. “This is a really bad idea.”

“You’re right,” he says, his voice husky. “Do you want to stop?”

I shake my head. “Not a fucking chance. Don’t you dare stop.”

He nips and sucks at my neck and breasts, teasing me as his fingers move faster. He curls his fingers, pressing them against my inner walls. My orgasm comes hard and fast, coating his fingers. He continues to thrust until my legs stop shaking.

“Turn around and bend over,” he says, his voice deep and husky.

I do as he says, arching my back as I bend. Salvatore groans, leaving me aching for more. I look over my shoulder to see him fisting his cock, stroking it as he looks at my ass.

When he looks up and meets my gaze, he grabs my hips. Salvatore thrusts into me, his hips rocking forward until his cock is buried to the hilt.

My pussy pulses around him as I push my hips back. I need more of him. He chuckles, gripping my hips harder. Salvatore holds me in place as he pulls out before slamming back into me.

As he thrusts, my hips press against the railing. Between the feeling of his cock sinking into me and the railing pressing against me, I know that I’m close to the edge. He rolls his hips as he grabs my hair, pulling my head back.

All it takes is another thrust and roll of his hips to send me over the edge.

Salvatore groans, his cock throbbing as my pussy pulses around him. He stiffens, his grip so tight I’m sure that there will be bruises in the morning.

“You’re right,” he says as he pulls out and starts getting dressed. “That was a bad idea and we’re not going to mention it ever again. Got it? I’m going to drive you home and then we are going to go our separate ways.”

“You know, it’s cute that you think there would be anything to talk about.”

I grab my clothes and pull them on, listening to him mutter to himself even though I can’t make out the words.

As we get in the truck, I know that I’m going to make it my mission to avoid Salvatore at all costs.

4

SALVATORE

When Brennan shows up at my front door the morning after I fucked Brielle in front of a waterfall, I wonder if I’m going to die.

She didn’t seem to be that concerned with the night when I dropped her off. In fact, she barely spoke to me the entire drive back to town. When she got out of the truck at the marina, she said goodbye as if nothing had happened.

I decide to play it cool as I open the door and let him in. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I have to catch a plane tonight. It’s a couple of days earlier than I thought I would be leaving.”