Page 57 of Sin for You

Bull leaned over the side, scooped my fish out of the water when it got close to the surface, and lifted it over the side of the boat.

“He’s a monster all right,” Bull said, holding up the net.

My fish was tiny. “What the hell? It’s a freaking baby.”

Bull pulled it from the net and carefully removed the hook. Even with his head dipped I could see he was grinning huge.

“I think we’ll throw this baby back,” he said, laughter in his voice. “He’d barely feed a cat.”

“Are you laughing at me, Logan Calero?”

He shook his head even as he started chuckling and tossed my fish back in the lake.

I planted my hands on my hips. “I was so sure it was big.”

Bull’s chuckles turned into a deep rumbling laugh that sent pleasurable tingles dancing across my skin.

I slapped his arm, laughing as well. “Hey, I was looking forward to trout for dinner. Grilled cheese isn’t nearly as tasty.”

Still chuckling, he looked down at me. “I’ve got two. After we pick up your car, you could follow me out to my place, I’ll cook you dinner.”

Oh man, I wanted that. I wanted to go home with Bull, eat the food he cooked for me then climb into his bed with him and repeat what we did last night all over again. But I couldn’t. Plus, that was a hell of a lot more than just sex. This was more than just sex. “I probably shouldn’t.” I tucked my hair behind my ear. “I mean, Mason might wonder where I am. He might…come looking for me,” I said, regret clear in my voice even though I knew it was the right thing to do.

Bull’s face dropped and his cheeks colored a bit. “Of course, yeah. I didn’t…ah, think it through. I should probably get you back, anyway.”

There was no way to miss his disappointment, his embarrassment, and God, I hated it. He turned away from me and started packing everything up.

“Rain check?”

His big shoulders heaved up and down. “Yeah, sounds good.”

I moved behind him. “I had a really great time today…and last night.”

He turned. “Me, too.”

“I’m looking forward to doing it again,” I said.

His chocolate eyes darkened. “Me, too.”

Wow, his voice had grown deeper and there was this hungry look in his eyes. I loved that I had that effect on him and found it unbelievable at the same time. I still couldn’t believe he wanted me back.

“You think anyone can see us out here?” I whispered.

“No,” he rumbled.

“Good.” I pulled off my gloves and reached for the front of his pants, popping open the button and lowering the zipper.

His nostrils flared, like a…well, like a bull. It was sexy. Everything about Bull was sexy.

“What are you doing?” he said.

“Giving you something to remember me by.” I massaged his already hard cock though his boxers.

“Fuck, Quinn…”

“I want to give you something nice to think about when you’re alone in your bed tonight.”

He growled softly as I took his hard length in my hand and squeezed. “Has anyone ever sucked your beautiful cock out here on this boat?”