Aussie: A Bad Boy Second Chance Romance Read Free Page A

but man, he was a good kisser. Maybe I was just that hard up.
    He raked his fingers through my hair with one hand, while the other dropped lower to my ass. Pressed together, our heated kiss drew on. Two aroused strangers, sharing a moment. Come morning, neither would remember, but at least for the time being, it was hot. I’d never done anything so risky. Normally, I’d keep a friend nearby. It’s not like we were alone, but at the time we were the only two people that mattered. I wasn’t going home with the guy, but a few sexy kisses might help my self-esteem. Lately, I was starting to wonder what was wrong with me. First the dancer at the club, now this, it was a nice little boost that I needed. Okay, shallow, I know, but I’m not going to lie. It felt nice to be picked out immediately and wanted. Undesirable seemed to be my middle name these days.
    The stranger’s tongue explored my mouth. My head tingled, dizzy with lust. Electricity made a slow path through my body. I melted into his arms. One more kiss, just one more, and I’d break free. I knew it was foolish to move so quickly, especially when I had no intention of following through. And then one more kiss became another, then another. We were grinding our hips, pressing, feeling, our hands playing with one another.
    He turned me so my back was to the wall and pinned his hips to mine. Drawing my hands up over me, he lowered his mouth. His soft lips and warm breath on my neck sent shivers through me. I tilted my head to the side, soaking in the pleasure he was offering. I wanted more. Needed more.
    When he lifted me up, his hands cupping my ass, I wrapped my thighs around him. Still pressed to the wall, he held me there, my back on the wall, and omigod, his fingers were moving dangerously close to where I needed them to be.
    I probably should have stopped him, but I didn’t. His hand slipped beneath my skirt, and then to the elastic of my panties. His fingers worked from behind. He held me fast, using the wall to help keep me in place. My lips were swollen, and when he slid a finger along the length of them, I exhaled deeply, then let out a groan.
    I mashed my mouth to his and kissed him deeply. I was so turned on, it was embarrassing. And yet, I didn’t care. I didn’t care who saw us, or what he was doing, because my body was tingling. I wanted him to keep going, to take me along the trail he was leading.
    His hand stroked and caressed my dampness. I was soaked. He groaned into my mouth, discovering my secret. He pressed a finger into me. I tightened my thighs around him, and shifted my hips, wanting to get off. Selfish, maybe, but he seemed to be enjoying himself, too.
    He fingered me first with one, then with two fingers, moving them within me, stretching me, faster, deeper, harder. I let out a yelp into his mouth, and seized up. As the wave rushed through me, I rode it for all it was worth, twisting and moving until the orgasm overtook me.
    My body relaxed like a rag doll against him. He slowly lowered me to the ground. I looked up at him, wondering who this daring stranger was. He didn’t ask for more. He didn’t take me home. With a smile, he turned away. I stood and watched him blend into the crowd, still weak in the knees.
    My little secret. It’s not like Scott and I were a couple, anyway. He didn’t need to know. Fuck. I hope none of the others noticed. My lips were sealed.

Chapter 3 – Luke
     
    I hadn’t been back in Los Angeles long, but last night was definitely one of the better nights I could remember. Honestly, I’d been so busy trying to earn some extra money, I almost forgot to stop and play once in a while. And play I did.
    Damn. It seems I rarely got out anymore. I had more flexibility before coming back out, but home is home. Well, LA is home these days. I haven’t been back to Australia since I was a kid. I’d been staying with a friend for a few weeks, and was scrambling to get my own place. It was cool of him to offer, but