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Samantha Bennett expects a hotel room to herself on senior spring break, not a tall, quietly confident stranger with a key to her door. She has a boyfriend back home, but the sight of Jake—broad shoulders, lean waist, arms that look like they could lift her—makes her wet with anticipation she's never felt before. Letting him stay is a bad idea, but giving in to the heat between them is the only thing that makes sense.
Sam steps out of the bathroom, skin still damp, the hotel towel wrapped tight and short against her thighs, and freezes—a guy with broad shoulders and dark hair is already inside, his duffel bag on the bed, his key card still in his hand. He stops mid-stride, hazel eyes traveling down her body and back up with a slow, unhurried appreciation that makes her stomach drop. 'Front desk said the room was empty,' he says, and his voice is low, easy, not apologetic. She should tell him to leave, should call down and sort out the mistake, but her fingers stay pressed to the towel's knot, and she doesn't move toward the phone.
Jake tries to keep things fun and social, enjoying time with Sam and his friends.
Spring break continues. Sam needs to tell Tyler what’s happened, and that she’s not willing to stop. Jake and Chris stay in the hotel room with Sam, and now Maddie, but Sam is also interested in more cock, from others.
Boundaries have been broken. Completely. Sam is now just starting to explore. Jake turns a bit more dominant, which ignites a fire in Sam, Maddie and Chris. Jake can’t help but tease Tyler too.
Their emotional dynamics begin to take place. Their love is real, but the future looms.