You can't help who you fall in love with.
Hope's whole world is turned upside down when she's forced to live with her estranged father, who she hasn't seen in years. To make matters worse, she's warned to stay away from the handsome young man living out back in the pool house.
Chance is running from his past; a past that would cause any father to judge. As sparks fly between him and Hope, they begin sneaking around to be together.
When their secret is discovered, Chance is sent away and Hope is left with a broken heart.
What happens when absence makes the heart grow fonder?
Find out in this hot romance brought to you from the
Best Selling Author of The Mitchell Family Series
This title is based on the story formally known as Hope's Chance. Some character names and information has been changed/updated.
Contains some adult content **
Being with him like this was so erotic. We were exposed in the woods. It was private, but not really. I pulled Chance’s shirt over his head, while hearing a car go by on the road we’d came in on.
We felt the raindrops hitting us, but did nothing until they became heavier. We should have stopped, but the more the rain hit Chance’s body, the more I wanted him. His chest was so slick when my palms glided over it. I leaned forward, lapping up the drops of water off of his skin. The sounds of our bodies slapping together echoed off the trees, along with our matched bout of moans. I reached up, taking a handful of his wet hair and pulled his lips into mine. Our slippery mouths played together, each kiss intensifying with our steady pace. Chance pushed me back, allowing my body to lie flat on the car. He ran his hand over my slick breast, circling my nipple with the wetness from the downpour. Thunder rumbled in the distance, sending chills all over me. This wasn’t just crazy, it was dangerous, making it the hottest sex I’d ever experienced.
I savored Chance’s lips again, sucking the water off of them, and then licking them dry. He teased me with his tongue, pulling away when I leaned in, and with no warning he picked up his rhythm. Chance pumped into me so hard that I cried out each time our skin smacked together. My toes curled as I felt myself losing control of my muscles. As I clung to him overwhelmed with passion, he tightened up, closing his eyes, drawing his ending out. He held me tight against him, and let the rain continue to fall down on us.
We were two people, naked, in the middle of the woods, too caught up in each other to care about anything else.
I pulled my hands away from her butt and hugged her. Her mouth tasted salty from being under the water. My lips found the nape of her neck and then her shoulder, and as I kissed them she moaned. She kept her legs around me, but let the rest of her body hover. I held onto her back as she fell back in the water. My eyes focused her chest popping out of that suit. Her breasts were the only part of her floating above water, and the air was causing her nipples to harden.
“Mmm, you’re just teasing me now,” I groaned.
I took one of my hands and ran it across her wet stomach, stopping right before I got to her floating devices. She gave me a smile and sat back up against my body. “If there weren’t all these people around I would suggest we get busy out here.”
“They wouldn’t know anyway. You know I’m game.” I gave an eager nod.
“Chance! There’s no way. They would see our faces. I can’t keep a straight expression when you’re doing that to me.”
“You have got to stop saying shit like that. I’m getting hard as we speak,” I confessed.
She pushed herself away from me and began backstroking. I swam toward her and watched as she caught a wave and made her way into shore, only turning back to give me that tantalizing smile she knew made me crazy.
I had to stay in the water for a few extra minutes to get myself calmed down, but finally met her on the beach. She was holding the tanning oil, waiting for me to apply it. “Do you want to put this on me, or will it make you hard in front of all these people?” She teased, looking around to add to her game.
“Touching you in anyway makes me hard, Hope, but, you already know that,” I confessed
“Take me home and be with me. As much as I love being here like this with you, I’d rather be in your bed, making love.”
I pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. Without another word, I climbed down and waited to feel her jump in my arms. We gathered our things and walked hand in hand to the motorcycle.
She held me so tight on the way home that I thought she was trying to squeeze me to death. I welcomed it though, in fact I didn’t want her to ever let go. I felt like driving us far away so that we never had to be apart again.
The ride home seemed like it took forever, but I knew it was because of her request. There was nothing on this earth that I wanted to do more than make love to her. I wanted to kiss every inch of her body, to hold her in my arms, and to give her unending satisfaction until we collapsed in a pool of combined sweat.
I wanted to give her all of me, everything I could give her, and then more.
Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She's best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.
She is married with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart.