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Page 259 of Top Dog

The tension in Abigail’s facelifted when we arrived at an empty beach with a few tourist lingering about, and an endless stretch of ocean water.

“It’s so beautiful out here,” she said, sighing happily. “If I could live on the beach for the rest of my life, I would.”

“It’s nice,” I agreed, and I couldn’t honestly remember the last time I ever felt even marginally content. “So, I have to know why you don’t take your Dad’s concerns to heat anymore. He does have a dangerous job.”

“He does,” Abigail said. “There’s always been threats surrounding him since I remember. I just get tired of having to be cautious all the time. It’s not a good way to live when you’re terrified of shadows chasing after you.”

“That’s a good point,” I said.

We stopped walking once we reached a private and secluded section of the beach. I scanned the tree lines out of habit but found nothing there that would cause the edge I felt. It was private, but I felt exposed in an odd sense.

Warm hands touched my shoulders. I started in surprise to see Abigail standing in front of me with a concerned frown on her face. Desire shot through me once more, but I couldn’t let it happen again. It had been a mistake the first time no matter how amazing it was.

“Abigail—” I started.

“Don’t worry so much,” she said. “I’m not going to sell you out to my Dad if you are worried about that.”

“I’m not worried about that,” I said. “I worry about other things that could be bad for the both of us here.”

“Like what exactly?”

“Like what your Dad told me this morning,” I said, seriously. “I believe him, Abi. I’ve been over there dealing with the men your Dad puts behind bars. They’ll kill you if they get a chance.”

“I understand that, but not everything in life is a mission. Is it a mission now to be here on the beach with me?”

“Of course not. I just—”

Warm lips pressed up against mine. It rendered me silent just as she knew it would. I tried desperately to fight the fire raging, but I couldn’t even if I tried. She kissed me softly for a long minute before pulling back to smile up at me.

“You need to let things go, and just relax a bit. Enjoy what you have in front of you.”

I shook my head in dismay. “That’s not what I’m here to do, Abi. I’m here to protect you.”

“From the seagulls over there?”

“That’s not what I meant,” I said in exasperation. “Plus, last night was—”

Her fingertips rested on my lips, shushing me. “Don’t say it. Don’t say it wasn’t right, and that it shouldn’t have happened. I’m a grown woman as you’ve put it before. I can make my own decisions and live with them.” She let her fingers trace down my jaw gently. “And I’m okay with what happened. In fact, I think we should do it again.”

“Right here?” I asked, shooting the tree lines another glance. It wouldn’t have been my first time to fuck in the open, but those days were supposedly past me with my tainted-ass youth. “Someone could come walking over here at any moment.”

“We better make it quick then,” Abigail said.

She stood on her tiptoes to kiss me. As much as I should have, I couldn’t find it me to resist. I wound my arms around her tightly and returned the kiss with just as much fervor I could muster. It felt so good to have her wrapped up in my arms, feeling her warm body pressed up against mine, that I was powerless to my desires rising again.

I had to have Abigail, and something told me, I wouldn’t be able to let her go even if I tried.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN - ABIGAIL

Nothing would ever feel better than Harley’s warm lips against mine, or how his strong arms cradled me close. I never felt safer than I did then on the beach with him pulling me down into the hot sand below him.

The weight of Harley’s body draped over mine brought a shiver of anticipation. Our kisses quickly grew passionate while Harley’s tongue battled mine for dominance. His lips tore away from mine with a low moan to nip his way down the side of my neck. He found a particularly sensitive spot that made me squirm in pleasure, and sucked there intently until I was arching up against him in need.

Harley’s hand clasped my right hip. “How are you feeling down there?”

“A bit sore,” I said, breathlessly. “Nothing I didn’t expect.”

“Hm.” He leaned back up to kiss me hotly for a moment. “Well, I have a solution for that if you want.”




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