Chapter 23
Kurt jerked open the door to his beach hut and stamped inside. Trinity glanced up at him, her forehead wrinkled.
“Where have you been?” she asked, setting the book she’d been reading on the bed.
“Walking.” He slammed the door and plodded over to stand by the bed.
“At this time of the night?” Trinity asked.
“It’s not that late.” His eyes lowered to her. Her nightwear was a flimsy negligee, barely reaching the midpoint of her thighs. Between his legs, the erection that Farida had inspired, grew and thickened.
Fumbling with his trousers, he knelt on the bed. With one hand, he grabbed Trinity’s breast.
“Baby, it’s late...”
“Sssh.” Kurt whispered. Hot blood surged through his veins. He needed this. Right now.
His hands tugged her negligee upward. She was naked underneath. Gr
