Chapter Fourteen
Garret
Lissa hardly knew me—but she remembered my birthday. I didn’t care if Tillie girl had told her less than an hour earlier. She’d offered me a happy birthday. Add in the best present ever, and I couldn’t keep from grinning.
I hadn’t planned on taking her with such force, but her voice, the pleading in her eyes when she’d begged had stripped away my control.
Groaning, my d**k twitching, I lifted her off me, cursing the loss of her warm p***y for cold water wrapping around my semi.
“You okay?” she asked, brushing my hair back.
“I just like the wet heat of your p***y over this cold salt water,” I grumbled, and she laughed. Glancing around, I caught sight of her bikini bottoms and leaned a bit to grab them. “Let me help,” I said as she reached for them.
Hands on my
