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First up … Charley & Wyatt from Little White Lies.

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His hands found the buttons of her jeans, undoing them one by one. As he reached the last, he moved one hand behind her head, pulled her lips to his, and slid his other between skin and cloth.

Charley moaned in pleasure as his fingers enticed, aroused and offered satisfaction in a manner she’d only ever dreamed.

Their lips met again with a ferocity Charley had experienced once before—with the same man.

He pulled back, pushed her jeans toward the floor. She slipped from the folds of cotton as their mouths continued to tease and torment.

He lifted her to his waist. Drunk with anticipation, she wrapped her legs around him and grinned between the embraces.

More.

The water beside them sputtered as bubbles threatened to overflow.

“Skip the tub?” Wyatt asked in a breathless catch as he nipped along the edge of her lip.

Charley shook her head, kept her eyes locked on his.

Wyatt shifted to the lip of the tub, spun so they stepped in, over and within the bubbles, together. Charley rested her knees on either side of his hips, moved lower until, within the water, she and the bubbles encompassed the whole of them.

Her pleasure built to a scream, but she withheld as Wyatt tormented her with hands, lips and teeth. The passion she always dreamed of rose to the surface.

Water and bubbles dripped from a hand that found its way to her face again. Wyatt pulled her toward him, their lips touched and retreated, converging as their tongues slid against the other.

“I’ve always wanted you, Charley.” He mumbled against her.

“I’m yours, forever.”

Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into tense muscles as she levered and took all of him inside her body. Under the warmth of their liquid cover, they fit together—two pieces cut from the same picture, rejoined by a puzzle master.
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Now up …. Tripp & Lexi from Hide & Seek

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Lexi stepped out, covered only in a towel she’d tucked into a knot at her breasts. Leaving her curls to drip dry, she walked back into the [hotel] room to grab clean clothes.

Tripp stood at the edge of the balcony doors, his jeans low slung at his hips, the top button undone and his feet bare.

The muscles of his bare chest contracted. His biceps alone, so round and smooth, stirred desire in her. She wanted to run her hand along them, hold on to him and never let go.

“Nice dress.”

“Very funny.”

He walked back in as the breeze blew the sounds of the square’s nightlife up to them along with the smell of roasted corn and grilled steak. Her stomach grumbled as he hooked a finger in the top of her towel, pulling her in for a wet kiss.

“Are you hungry?” She wiggled out of his hold and over to her suitcase.

“I am, but come look at this.” He dragged her to the balcony’s edge in nothing but her towel.

The sights and sounds of excited life raged. Lights strung across the tree branches added a twinkle effect topped only by the stars themselves. A mix of musical delights streamed through as dancers whooped in a square created by the people who stood around them.

“Looks like a party,” she said.

Tripp stood behind her, swept her hair to the side, and laid a line of kisses along her neck. Lexi tightened her hold on her towel. He swayed with her to the rhythm of the Jazz band.

The kisses didn’t stop as Lexi leaned her head back against his shoulder. “We should move this inside.”

“No.”

She spun, but he caught her before she could turn to him and pushed her back into place.

“Wait, what are you—” She groaned the rest of the question as his hands teased, slipping back and forth under the cover of the towel. “Tripp, this is not the—” She withheld the squeal as he toyed with her beneath the short white cotton.

“We could do it right here on the balcony, and I’m ninety-nine percent sure no one would notice.”

“Only ninety-nine?” She tried to turn again, but he held her in place.

The temptation to stand together in an open space in front of a potential audience forced her inner desire to explode into absolute need.

“This is very naughty, Tripp.”

“Well, if you don’t want to.” He removed his fingers.

She held on to the towel’s knot, shook her hair to let it fall all around her again. “Do you want to take that chance?”

“We only have one life, Lexi. Sometimes, the risk is worth the reward.”

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