Fireworks: A Holiday Bad Boy Romance - Plot & Excerpts
I hated more than anything to lose a battle, and even though my actions would solidify the fact that I knew we were eventually going to end up in bed together, I was tired of moping. I was ballsy and controlling and got what the fuck I wanted out of life, too. He wasn't the only one with game. Laughter bubbled up out of me as I ripped my top off and stopped at the edge of the water to tug my bottoms down. I glanced back to see him standing there stark naked with his eyes wide. "Shit. You win; I'll give you anything you want." His voice was airy as he brushed his hand over his chest. His body was hidden by the darkness, but the bits I could make out from the shadows of the moonlight were delicious. Cut abs and thick thighs framed his large cock, which stood erect and ready for attention. "Fuck," I muttered and turned around, walking into the warmth of the lake. "Come on. I won. Guess what position I choose." I turned to watch him walk in after me, stalking me like a hungry predator might his prey.
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