Chloe enjoyed the drive out of the city with Rafe. He suggested taking her to this place outside of the city so they could be together…alone.
When she had a crush on Oscar, that crush was exactly that a girlish infatuation. But when they got together, and when she met Rafe after this was authentic. This was love. She had never even admitted it to herself that she was in love with Rafe, but she was and there was no denying it anymore. Sitting with him now in the passenger seat of the car, she looked out at the water and did not resist the urge to run out to it. Piece by piece, she took off her clothes and looked back at him, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips. When Rafe chased her—which she wanted him to do—the adrenaline ran through her as she ran and dived off the board into the water.
She was in a bikini in the water, but when Rafe jumped in he was in nothing. Naked and beautiful, he swam toward her. Chloe was wet from the water, and wet between her legs. He wrapped his arms about her and kissed her, Chloe throbbed all over from his touch. From the closeness of his body. From everything of him.
Chloe wanted everything, and she was not sure how she was going to have it—Oscar, Rafe… Oscar was her man, there was no question about that. But in the water now with Rafe with the sun pouring down on them—this was her everything.
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