What To Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection Part Two Read Online Free Page A

“Let’s be realistic, that man would have found you anywhere I hid you. The way he looked at you made me wet!”
    I threw a pillow at her. “You are insane … what doesn’t make you horny, woman?” We both laughed and then devoured everything on the cart.

    By the time we made our way down to the beach the sun was scorching hot. My headache subsided as I swam in the crystal clear water and reveled in the feel of the soft sand between my toes. I relished the feeling of the sun drying each droplet of water as I relaxed into my lounge chair listening to the ocean waves lightly crashing on to the shore. The rhythm of the surf eventually lulled me to sleep as I lay on my stomach listening to the tranquil sound.
    I moaned as I woke to the luxurious feel of the big hands massaging my back. I was groggy and it felt so good. My muscles relaxed under the pressure of the skilled fingers. My sleepy haze drifted, reality seeped into my fantasy, and I jumped as I realized that I was at the beach and had no idea who was touching me. Jack’s strong hands gently but firmly held me down on my stomach in the cushioned lounge chair as I attempted to jump up. His words were low, but there was no mistaking his sexy voice. “Don’t get up, Jill, I untied your top to rub in the sunscreen and you’ll give the whole beach a good show.”
    “You scared the shit out of me! Do you make a habit of rubbing down strangers as they sleep?”
    He leaned down close to my ear, his front pressed firmly against my back. His voice was low and velvety. “Do you really want to waste one of your ten questions on my habits for rubbing down strangers?”
    Shit. Though I didn’t want to be, I was instantly aroused. His voice, his confident words, and his bare chest pressed up against my back, sent my body into a frenzy. My heart rate sped up and my breathing became more labored. God damn it, control yourself, Sydney. “You scared me half to death.” I was hoping that he would believe that my reaction was from being scared and not to being near him.
    “I’m sorry, baby.” His voice sounded sincere and I was surprised that the man apologized for anything. “Now, if you want, I’ll tie that string you call a top back on and you can get up, or we can both take a few more minutes to enjoy me rubbing your back some more.”
    I didn’t want his hands off of me. I sighed, pretending it was a sacrifice. “Keep rubbing.”
    I heard a devious chuckle before he sat back up and continued to rub my back until I was completely relaxed again. Then he tied my top back on so that I could sit up.
    I righted myself in the oversized lounger and caught the first glimpse of him of the day. I had a picture of him in my head as he was rubbing me, but the picture didn’t come close to the real thing. His shirtless body was even more delectable than I imagined. He had strong, square shoulders, toned pecs and a six pack, which I thought only really existed in air-brushed magazines. His dark plaid swimsuit hung low on his waist, revealing a deep v that pointed to what I imagined was probably also perfect down below. Jack stood and held out his hand to help me up.
    I stood and he smiled a sexy devilish grin. “My turn.” He slowly looked me up and down, taking his time to admire all my girl parts. He leaned down to my ear. “Even better than I fantasized, baby.”
    I laughed and then went up on my tippy toes to whisper back in his ear. “You took the words right out of my mouth.”
    He growled, literally growled at me. Then he scooped me up and started walking toward the water.
    “I can walk you know.” I pretended to be annoyed, but did a lousy job since I was smiling the whole time.
    “I know you can, but I’m going to take care of you the way a woman like you deserves to be taken care of this week baby.”
    I think my heart skipped a beat for a minute at his words. Or maybe it just started beating again finally.

    I leaned back in my lounge chair and took a deep,