Who she really was? Screw that. Jinx yanked his shirt over his head. “I don’t like having conversations where we’re twenty feet apart.” His hands went to his jeans. Shoved them down even as he kicked off his shoes. Damn. His precious kicks were gonna be covered in sand.
He strode into the water.
Even as he approached, he could see that her eyes had widened. “Jinx.”
The waves crashed into his legs. “Sorry, but I didn’t bother with underwear today. Hope you don’t mind.”
The water was warm as it swirled around him. A wave was rolling his way, so Jinx dove expertly through it and swam toward Ali. He broke the surface and immediately reached for her. She was sleek and gorgeous, and her mouth gaped as she told him, “You’re naked!”
“Your observational skills…” He lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss to her neck before he finished, “are on point.”
He took her deeper into the water. He could still touch with his feet, and they slid over the sandy bottom. The bright blue water was so transparent. He could see right through to her tight, thrusting nipples. Her wet bra did little to hide the tempting sight from him.
“Jinx.” Her hands clamped around his arms.
“You asked me to join you.” He curled his hands around her hips. Lifted her higher so he could continue kissing a hot path down her neck. “Wasn’t this what you had in mind?”
“I-I said swim!”
“Are you sure…” He lightly nibbled on her skin. “You didn’t say sex?”
She moaned. Then pushed at him. “Stop.”
Immediately, he did. She had to feel his thick, heavy cock shoving against her. He locked his jaw and stared down at her.
“You…you still want me?” Ali whispered.
Still want her? “Baby, that will never stop.” How could she even ask that? “Don’t you feel the giant dick that’s bobbing in the water?”
Her lips started to curl, but Ali seemed to catch herself. She blinked water from her eyes.
Wait…is that water from the waves…or tears?
It had better not be fucking tears.
“I’m not the woman you thought. I’m the criminal, Jinx. You’re already paid for someone else’s sins, and I don’t want you to feel that—”
He kissed her. Took her lips and drove his tongue right into the hot heaven of her mouth. He loved the way she tasted. Loved the way her mouth moved on his. Loved the way she gave a little moan in the back of her throat.
And he damn well loved the way her legs lifted to wrap around his hips.
He savored her. Explored her and got greedy for more. Jinx forced his head to rise. “I’ve always known exactly who you are.”
Her lashes lifted.
“You’re mine,” he said simply. Her past was over. Dead and buried. Yes, he’d get the full story about what had happened when she was seventeen, but he knew Ali. She was good. Fierce. Strong. She’d risked her life on missions again and again. She wasn’t some cold-blooded criminal.
She was the woman he wanted. The woman who’d taken his heart and didn’t even realize it.
He’d been playing his game so carefully. Trying to draw Ali to him. Trying to keep things light and easy because in the past, light and easy had worked for him.
The smile had worked. It had made him seem less threatening. The jokes had disarmed. The casual, easy attitude had made him seem charming.
Screw all of that.
He wasn’t playing any longer. Ali was his. He’d long since broken one of those rules she’d set out for him.
Good sex doesn’t equal love. So no falling in love.
Hell, truth be told, he’d been in love with her even before they’d had sex. So maybe he hadn’t technically broken the rule. The sex had been fantastic, but he’d been lost in Ali long before the first time he’d taken her body.
His hand snaked between them. Slid under the wet fabric of her panties. He dipped into her sex. Made her moan again. Made her arch eagerly against him. His thumb rubbed over her clit. The waves were hitting them, rocking their bodies over and over again. It would be so easy to shove the crotch of her panties to the side and to drive into her. He could fuck her right there, and it would be fantastic.
He pushed a second finger into her.
“Jinx!” She breathed his name into his ear, then her mouth sensually tugged on his earlobe. Damn. The woman was driving him crazy.
She was tight and hot around his fingers. He wanted to pound deep into her and explode.
His thumb rubbed faster over her clit because he knew what she liked. He knew exactly how to give her the pleasure she craved.
“I want you to make love to me.” Her words were husky. Sensual. “I want you in me.”
“No condom, baby, can’t put one on while we are—”
She pulled back—moved her upper body just enough so that she could look into his eyes. “I’m protected. I don’t have any STDs or anything like that.”
His heart slammed into his chest. “I don’t either.”
“Then…make love to me.”
The sun beat down on them. The waves were warm and soft around them. When he kissed her, she tasted of the sea and sin.
The best kind of sin.
His fingers slipped out of her, but only so he could shove the crotch of her panties to the side. He fit his cock to her opening and sank into her.
It will be a miracle if we both don’t drown.
That was the last coherent thought Jinx had because he was in her, she was heaven, and his control shattered. He was in her—freaking bare—in her, and there was no slowing down or stopping. There was just an avalanche of need that consumed everything else. He couldn’t be careful. Couldn’t be gentle. He was taking and taking, and Ali was with him.
He felt her come around his cock. Felt the sensual contractions of her sex around him as her thighs tightened around his hips.
She was beautiful when she came. Gorgeous. He stared at her and saw every single flash of pleasure on her face.
And he followed—followed her right into oblivion as his own climax ripped through him. Jinx emptied into her and held her with a fierce grip. Ali…His Ali.
***
He didn’t have a clear shot at them. They were too freaking far away and the waves kept shifting their position.
What in the hell were they doing in the water?
Why the fuck had they decided to go for a swim right then?
He’d been taking aim. He’d had them in his scope. Then Ali had stripped off her clothes and dove into the water. Dammit. He’d been sure she would come back out in moments.
She hadn’t. Instead, he’d been treated to a bare-assed view of Jinx as he followed her into the surf. A fast dive from him, too, and Jinx had slipped from the shooter’s sights.
The waves were tossing them about. Ali and Jinx kept drifting under, coming up.
Sweat slipped down his spine.
His phone rang.
He gave a little jerk. Sonofabitch. He should not be disturbed right now. Not when he was on a job.
But the ringtone told him it was the boss. The guy paying the big bucks. So he reached for his phone with one hand and kept his eye to the scope.
“Is it done?” the boss demanded.
More sweat. “Not yet.”
“Why the hell not?”