Temptations flare in the hedonistic tropics when wealthy philanthropist and professional deep sea diver, Chase Abbott, rescues a beautiful woman at sea.
Penny Travis, a big city lawyer, may have been looking for relaxation at the exclusive adults’ resort, but she soon embraces adventure, submitting to secret fantasies within the arms of her charismatic hero.
Excerpts from Solstice Burn
“So what do you do when you’re not rescuing people in the ocean?” Penny paused and took a deep breath. “I noticed you weren’t snorkeling with the rest of us.”
“Many things, but for the purposes of this trip, I’m here doing some research. Where we dove today, there’s a hole.”
“Yeah, it’s like a cliff.”
“That sounds scary.”
“All part of the fun, darlin’.”
“I’m not sure I could ever be that adventurous,” she stated. Scuba diving? No way that was ever happening, considering she’d almost killed herself by attempting to snorkel.
“You never know. Sometimes we don’t know our limits until we push them.”
“I’m not sure that’s true,” she countered.
“Today, for example. Have you ever snorkeled?” he asked.
“Well, no. But look how that turned out.” Penny reached for his raft and he smiled in response.
“Fair enough. But you came here. To an adult resort…one with a nude beach.”
“Have you ever been completely naked in front of a total stranger?”
“No,” she whispered.
“But you are now, aren’t you? And you’re talking to me. We just established a connection, discussed where we live, what we do for a living.”
“So you did push a limit…one you thought you had. It’s how we learn, grow. Hopefully, we don’t get hurt…have fun doing it. Tell me, Penny, do you have fun?”
“I don’t know. Maybe not as much as I’d like to. I want to have fun, but it’s not like I…” Penny hesitated. She was reluctant to admit the truth. “I don’t know. I guess I don’t usually have fun. I mean, there’s just not time.”
“How about now?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you having fun?”
“Yes.” Penny laughed. As she shifted on her raft, it pitched, and she fell toward him. His hand reached for her belly, steadying her.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yes, sorry. I’m such a klutz today. Geez.” The heat of his palm sizzled on her stomach and an ache grew between her legs. Her hand moved to his but he slid it away. In that moment, she wanted him. He was a total stranger, she knew, but it didn’t matter.
“Have dinner with me tonight.”
“I…I have to check with Tori.”
“Bring her, then. I’ll invite Evan.”
“Well, I don’t know if I can answer for Tori. I mean, no…yes…” Penny inwardly cringed at how inarticulate she sounded. Sweet baby Jesus, Penny, get your shit together. She took a deep breath and smiled. “I’d love to have dinner with you.”
“Pick you up at eight? What’s your room number?” he asked, like a wolf who was about to eat his prey.
“I’ll meet you there,” she countered. The tropical paradise might have stolen most of her brain cells, but her New York roots reminded her to be cautious. No matter how much her body told her ‘hell yes,’ she wanted to get to know him with her clothes on.
“The Bistro, eight o’clock. I’ll meet you at the front entrance.”
“Sounds good,” Penny agreed.
As he slid off his raft, he shot her a sexy smile that sent quivers straight through to her p*ssy. Penny sighed, watching him exit the ocean. Like a rippling Greek god, he emerged from the surf, water droplets rolling off his bronze torso. Unconsciously, her hands moved to her breast as she recalled his palm on her skin. A crashing wave jarred her thoughts, and she cursed under her breath. She toppled off her float into the sea, washing away his touch. The cool water should have put a damper on the erotic fantasies that had formed in her mind. But as she dove under, it was of little consequence. It was far too late to stifle the delicious image of his head between her legs.
Penny wondered why he hadn’t kissed her and she grew concerned that what she thought was growing between them had all been in her own head. When they reached the beach, she watched as he kicked off his shoes and rolled up his white linen pants. She began to walk toward him, her sandals filling with sand.
“Hold on,” Chase said.
When he knelt in front of her, she smiled as he gently removed her shoes and set them aside. He locked his eyes on hers and ran his hands up the back of her calves. She shivered as he grazed them upward, his strong fingers pressing against her thighs.
“You have beautiful legs,” he began.
“Thank you.” Penny laughed, embarrassed. She swiveled her head to see if anyone was looking.
“Does this make you uncomfortable?” He smiled.
She went still as his hands moved to her hips, his fingers slipping underneath the strings of her panties.
“Or are you aroused?”
“I…there could be people watching.” As he tugged her panties down her legs, she reached to steady herself on his shoulders.
“There are things you don’t know about me. The things I like. Risk…taking chances.”
“I can see that,” she giggled as he lifted each of her feet to remove her underwear.
“Is that something you might be interested in exploring with me?” he asked, stuffing them into his pocket.
“Maybe. That sounds like a commitment and we don’t have much time,” she hedged.
He stood, brushing his hands up the sides of her legs, pulling the fabric up to her hips. Her heart raced as he exposed her skin.
“Penny.” His tone grew serious. “I can’t promise you more than the time we have here together. If we lived closer…”
“Fair enough. But we just met, so who knows what the week will bring?” She placed her hands over his, and brushed them away. Reaching for her shoes, she picked them up and walked toward the surf. Penny gave him a flirty smile, going slowly enough that he’d easily catch up to her.
“True. But you’ve given me the most wonderful souvenir.”
As she released him, he clasped her wrists, bringing her into his embrace. She smiled, satisfied with her task, elated to have given him the ecstasy he’d brought her.
“You’re incredible,” he whispered, still breathless from his orgasm.
“I love being with you.” As she said the words, she thought perhaps she should restate her sentiment. But there was something refreshing about the brutal honesty of her statement that both cut and soothed her heart. It had been such a long time since she’d felt anything for any man, felt happy, and she meant what she’d said.
“You don’t need to say anything.”
“I wasn’t expecting…”
“Chase, it’s okay. I’m not sure what it is…when I’m around you…” Her gaze fell to the floor, then returned to meet his. “I just feel like a different person.”
“It’s a good thing?” he asked with a small grin.
“I think it’s a rare thing…my work.” Her expression went flat. “I’m so busy. And…I was hurt.”
“Hey,” Chase said softly. He cupped her cheek. “I’m sorry.”
“No. It’s okay. It’s just…you have to know when I say I’m not usually like this, I really mean it. I’m kind of closed. I work a lot. But when I’m down here?” She paused, a sad smile crossing her face, “I can forget it all. Asshole exes. Bullshit bosses. Working a million hours to try to advance my career.”
“We all have baggage. Stuff that holds us down.”
“Yeah, but the way you live life on a daily basis, it doesn’t seem different than vacation. Doing what you want. Even the sex. And this between us…I’m terrified, because it’s not something I do. Letting go. What I just did.” She felt her cheeks heat and she put her hand to her forehead, coming to terms with the fact that she’d just given him a blow job without even thinking twice. “And it feels good. I just…”
“Penny, it’s going to be all right. All of this. I swear it.”
Her chest constricted as he lightly kissed her lips. Never making an attempt to deepen it, he hugged her to his chest.
“I don’t know where things are going between us but you don’t need to be afraid.” He pulled away, his eyes locking onto hers. “Let’s have fun tonight. This is our second date, after all.”
“I guess.” She gave a soft laugh.
“How about we continue our sleepover? Get to know each other? Nothing you say or do is wrong. You don’t need to be ashamed. I will never judge you.” He kissed her forehead and met her eyes. “How are you feeling? Like you’re a little out of control?”
“Maybe it’s life letting you know that whatever you were doing in New York was maybe not as great as you thought it was. Sometimes we have to push way outside our comfort zone before we realize what’s really important. Listen, I don’t know what we’ll discover this week, but I promise you we’re going to have a helluva vacation. I have plans for you, mermaid.” He smiled.