Katie
I was running from heartbreak when I saw him - Ian McLaren, a surfer with the hottest body I'd ever seen.
But he's a d*ck.
Sort of. After an awkward beginning and a heart-pounding follow-up, our time together became the perfect fairytale romance, with sex so hot I'm surprised we didn't set the bed on fire.
But something's wrong... I can tell. And I don't know what it is.
Ian
I'd given up on love, but that's exactly when Katie walked into my life.
At first her body drove me insane with lust - but it was her smile, her eyes, her laughter that made me fall in love.
But I've got a secret I don't dare tell her.
Because if she leaves, it'll break me. But if she stays, it might be worse.
Sex On The Beach is an erotic romance novel - magnetic bad boy romance with a heart of gold - and tons of hot, naughty sex. If you have a billionaire obsession, look no further for the hottest in erotic romance novels!
Full-length novel, HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhangers! First in the Bad Boys Club series!
He smiled. "I promise. I'm only interested in you."
My heart skipped a beat.
"... really?"
"Really."
That was when he leaned in and kissed me - softly, tenderly.
I closed my eyes and gave myself over to his kiss as he cradled my face tenderly in his hands.
I put my hands on his shoulders -
I'd forgotten how incredible his body was. I could feel every defined muscle under his taut skin.
His hands dropped from my face to my shoulders... then my sides... then to my waist...
His tongue brushed against my lips, and I opened my mouth to him.
His hand, huge and powerful, touched my breast.
With my eyes still closed I moaned into his mouth, which only emboldened him.
His thumb gently stroked my erect nipple beneath my bikini top.
Oh God, I was so wet.
I moved my hands from his massive arms to his chest, and lightly traced my fingers over his skin. I felt the bulging pecs, the deep troughs of his abs. Then I touched the fabric of his swim trunks... except there was something hard and stiff jutting up underneath them.
I hesitated - but I couldn't contain myself. I ran my fingertips down the wet fabric, felt the rock-hard stiffness beneath. He was really, really big - bigger than any guy I'd ever felt before.
His left hand reached under my ass and pulled me up. I stood halfway and struggled onto his lap -
I gasped, then came to my senses and broke off the kiss.
"Oh my God - we can't do this out here," I whispered in a panic.
He laughed. "Why not?"
"The boat - "
I looked over. The yacht was hundreds of yards away. It looked like a child's toy bobbing on the water.
"They can't see us," he whispered seductively as he nibbled my ear.
He was probably right.
"But people on the beach - "
I looked in the opposite direction. The shore was just as far away, and the sunbathers were nothing more than little specks against the yellow sand.
"They can't see us either," he said, and lowered his mouth to kiss my neck.
Warmth and pleasure cascaded down my back, and my eyes closed in a hypnotic trance.
"Unnhhh," I moaned as he bent his head to my breasts and began to suck on my nipples.
I let my head fall to his shoulder. I smelled the rich, masculine scent of his body, felt the warmth of his skin glowing against my face.
If I'd been wet before, now I was drenched.
I felt his fingers between my legs. He pulled aside my bikini bottom, which was soaked - and not from the ocean.
He stared into my eyes as he lifted me up the tiniest bit, then guided me back down.
Oh GOD.
My mouth dropped open as I felt him slowly enter me.
"Go slow - go slow," I begged.
I was running from heartbreak when I saw him - Ian McLaren, a surfer with the hottest body I'd ever seen.
But he's a d*ck.
Sort of. After an awkward beginning and a heart-pounding follow-up, our time together became the perfect fairytale romance, with sex so hot I'm surprised we didn't set the bed on fire.
But something's wrong... I can tell. And I don't know what it is.
Ian
I'd given up on love, but that's exactly when Katie walked into my life.
At first her body drove me insane with lust - but it was her smile, her eyes, her laughter that made me fall in love.
But I've got a secret I don't dare tell her.
Because if she leaves, it'll break me. But if she stays, it might be worse.
Sex On The Beach is an erotic romance novel - magnetic bad boy romance with a heart of gold - and tons of hot, naughty sex. If you have a billionaire obsession, look no further for the hottest in erotic romance novels!
Full-length novel, HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhangers! First in the Bad Boys Club series!
He smiled. "I promise. I'm only interested in you."
My heart skipped a beat.
"... really?"
"Really."
That was when he leaned in and kissed me - softly, tenderly.
I closed my eyes and gave myself over to his kiss as he cradled my face tenderly in his hands.
I put my hands on his shoulders -
I'd forgotten how incredible his body was. I could feel every defined muscle under his taut skin.
His hands dropped from my face to my shoulders... then my sides... then to my waist...
His tongue brushed against my lips, and I opened my mouth to him.
His hand, huge and powerful, touched my breast.
With my eyes still closed I moaned into his mouth, which only emboldened him.
His thumb gently stroked my erect nipple beneath my bikini top.
Oh God, I was so wet.
I moved my hands from his massive arms to his chest, and lightly traced my fingers over his skin. I felt the bulging pecs, the deep troughs of his abs. Then I touched the fabric of his swim trunks... except there was something hard and stiff jutting up underneath them.
I hesitated - but I couldn't contain myself. I ran my fingertips down the wet fabric, felt the rock-hard stiffness beneath. He was really, really big - bigger than any guy I'd ever felt before.
His left hand reached under my ass and pulled me up. I stood halfway and struggled onto his lap -
I gasped, then came to my senses and broke off the kiss.
"Oh my God - we can't do this out here," I whispered in a panic.
He laughed. "Why not?"
"The boat - "
I looked over. The yacht was hundreds of yards away. It looked like a child's toy bobbing on the water.
"They can't see us," he whispered seductively as he nibbled my ear.
He was probably right.
"But people on the beach - "
I looked in the opposite direction. The shore was just as far away, and the sunbathers were nothing more than little specks against the yellow sand.
"They can't see us either," he said, and lowered his mouth to kiss my neck.
Warmth and pleasure cascaded down my back, and my eyes closed in a hypnotic trance.
"Unnhhh," I moaned as he bent his head to my breasts and began to suck on my nipples.
I let my head fall to his shoulder. I smelled the rich, masculine scent of his body, felt the warmth of his skin glowing against my face.
If I'd been wet before, now I was drenched.
I felt his fingers between my legs. He pulled aside my bikini bottom, which was soaked - and not from the ocean.
He stared into my eyes as he lifted me up the tiniest bit, then guided me back down.
Oh GOD.
My mouth dropped open as I felt him slowly enter me.
"Go slow - go slow," I begged.
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