Chapter 8

Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back on the palm tree. Trying to slow her heavy breathing, she just wanted one moment for him to touch her and relieve the grown need, but the southern bell side of her with her mother's voice in her head rang loud and clear.

“Good girls don’t let men take advantage of them. A proper man courts a lady and she requires his utter respect. Don’t just jump into a man's bed without a ring on your finger, young lady.”

Shaking her head from the voices of her mother's old-fashioned ways, she let her eyes lull open to find his hand resting on his chest.

Slowly, his hand made its way down his chest straight to his thick cock in long slow strokes saying, “And I guess you’re a prude, too.”

“Please stop that.”

“Mmm. Fuck, that feels good. I was just about to rub one out when you came sneaking up to my bungalow. Why would I stop now while I can look at your sexy ass while I’m doing it? Or would you rather help me out? I could use an extra hand, anyway. It’s