Picture Perfect
A Second Chance Secret Baby Romance
Krista Carleson
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Epilogue
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1
Jessica
* * *
The waves crashed against the shore—it was a beautiful noise I could listen to forever. Even at this time of the morning, the beach was crowded, which was no wonder since it was one of the most popular beaches in the area. I wished I didn’t have to go back home in a few days.
I was freelancing as a photographer and traveling all around the world doing just that. I loved the freedom of traveling and experiencing different cultures and people. Surfing was one of my favorite sports, so when I thought about my next vacation destination, Australia was a no-brainer.
The conditions were perfect for surfing and the waves were high, so unsurprisingly, there were many surfers beside me chasing them.
I glanced at the girl closest to me in a suit similar to mine and started swimming, finding the temperature of the water just the way I liked it. The adrenaline kicked in and I propelled myself up on the board and rode my first wave, feeling invincible. There was nothing better than riding something as unpredictable as a wave while doing your best to keep balance.
I toppled over into the water near the beach, feeling a giddy excitement that had increased with each new wave I rode, my body buzzing with energy.
I lost count of time, high on energy until I got tired, which was my cue to get out of the water. Just when I was chasing my last wave, I almost crashed into another surfer, and I lost my balance, the high, thick wall of water swallowing me whole and pushing me underneath the surface.
For a moment, panic gripped me in its hard fist, but then my instincts kicked in and my body took over. This happened to me numerous times, so there was no need for fear. I swam to the beach, led by a determination that pushed me forward.
I burst into laughter when I got out of the water. That was crazy!
“Are you okay?” someone asked in a deep voice behind me.
The retort on my lips died when I spotted a very handsome man in a black wetsuit. Wow. He was damn hot.
This guy was made of muscle, tall and with a face one could not forget easily. It was so amazingly defined, that I wished I could run my fingers over his angular jaw and straight nose, which were now covered with droplets of water. His hazel eyes showed concern and something akin to desire as they traveled over my body, and even though I wore a suit that covered me completely like the one he wore, I felt naked.
“We crashed into each other back there,” he said, pointing at the place.
Ah, right. I should give him some answer. “I’m fine. It’s nothing that hasn’t happened before.” And I could crash into you all the time, my naughty mind piped in.
He took a step toward me, his arm flexing around his board. “So you often bump into people while surfing?”
A chuckle escaped my lips. “Not really. I often lose balance and miss the wave.”
“It happens to all of us. By the way, I’m Noah.” He took a step closer to me, and we shook hands. I was impressed by his strong grip, my skin tingling where we were touching.
“I’m Jessica, but you can call me Jess. It’s nice to meet you.” His hand held mine for a few lingering moments, and my heart pumped faster. He was really nice to look at.
“It’s nice to meet you too. I’m sorry for bumping into you.” He retracted his hand, and I felt like I was missing his touch. My insides stirred with the thought of that hand touching me elsewhere…
“No, don’t be.” We headed further away from the water.
“Do you often go surfing?”
“Yeah. I love it. Surfing is one of the major reasons why I love visiting Australia. The waves here are amazing. How about you?”
He flashed me a megawatt smile, his pearly white teeth a sharp contrast to his sun-kissed skin. “Same here. I’m a bit of an adrenaline junkie, you might say. Surfing, mountain climbing, riding bikes—-that’s my drug of choice. That, and traveling are what I love most.”
I was starting to like this guy a lot. “Me too!” I replied in an enthusiastic voice, curious to know more about him. “I’m a sucker for traveling and adventure.”
He smirked. He was looking at me like he was seeing all of me, his confidence oozing out of him. “You seem like an interesting person, Jess. I’d like to know more about you. Do you feel like catching a bite of dinner with me?”
I didn’t even need to think twice about it. “Sure. I’d love that.”
* * *
This vacation was getting better and better. Noah and I were sitting across the table in a small, cozy seafood restaurant that served the best fish in the area. I was having the time of my life! Noah was witty, had seen a lot of the world, and was so attractive that I often found myself ogling him.
“So you’re a freelance photographer?” he asked me and took a sip of his white wine.
“Yeah.”
“What does that mean exactly?”
“It means that I can work wherever I want. I’ve been traveling around the world doing various gigs, but my favorites are beach weddings. There is something magical about professing eternal love for your partner with the sea and the clear blue sky as your companions.”
“That sounds nice, yes. You’re lucky to have a job that you love.”
“True. I always loved traveling. Actually, I traveled a lot since childhood.”
“Really? Why?”
“My mother is from the U.S., but my father is from Spain. He’s a diplomat, so I often went with him on his business trips.”
“You had a cool childhood.”
“I guess I did. How about you? What do you do for a living?”
He looked away from me, not responding right away. He took another sip of his drink.
“Let’s just say I’m a free-spirit like you. I’m still trying to find myself when it comes to my career choices.”
“I see. That’s perfectly understandable. I’ve always been passionate about photography, so I knew from the start what I wanted to do, but I know it’s not always that easy.”
“No, it’s not,” he said seriously, but then he blinked, and a huge smile spread across his face. “You know…” He covered my hand with his, and just like that, a bolt of sizzling heat coursed through all of me. “I’m having a great time with you. How about we go for a walk somewhere?”
Breathing became a difficult task. I knew exactly what he was thinking about, and I wanted it as badly as he seemed to want it.
“That sounds like a good idea.”
* * *
The wind was blowing gently as Noah and I walked down the deserted beach, the moon’s reflection on the water surface created a romantic setting just for us. Only inches separated our bodies, our hands occasionally brushing against each other, and my senses were in a mess. My core was throbbing with need, and I was getting impatient with each passing second.
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p; However, he didn’t touch me as he talked about one of his past trips. I could hardly focus on his words, hyperaware of him. The wine had done its magic, and my body vibrated with desire. I never wanted anyone like I wanted him.
We reached the rocky area, and he stopped and turned to face me, turning silent.
“You’re beautiful, Jess,” he told me, his voice husky. My toes curled in my sandals, my heart fluttering against my chest.
“Thank you,” I whispered, unable to look away from his darkened eyes. I felt a strong pull that sent me inches closer to him, and then he was drawing me in for a kiss.
I moaned when our lips met, hit by his exquisite taste mixed with wine, and the world started spinning. His arms wound around my waist, pressing me against him, and I could feel his erection against my pussy. I couldn’t resist rubbing against him, lost in the sensation of his hardness against my softness.
“Mmm, you taste so good,” he muttered into my lips and dug his fingers into my butt. “I wonder how you taste down there.”
I let out a low moan, arching my neck to allow him access when his lips descended down my jaw. “You can find out in my room. My hotel is really close to this beach.”
He left a line of wet kisses over the column of my neck, his hands never still. I didn’t want him to stop, but there were a few people nearby, so we couldn’t do anything here.
With a growl, he pulled away from me and took me by my hand. “Lead the way.”
* * *
I barely had the time to turn the lights on in my room, when Noah pressed me against the wall and kissed the back of my neck. I put my palms against the wall to steady myself, squirming against his hold. I felt hot all over, feverish and needy, wanting him deep inside of me badly.
“You’re so sexy,” he said, unzipping my dress. His hand trailed the uncovered skin, his touch searing me. I let him remove the straps of my dress and slide the dress down, leaving it pooled around my feet. “Look at that hot ass.”
He caressed my butt once, twice, and then he spanked it, which sent a twinge of pain and pleasure through me.
“Noah,” I moaned his name and bit into my lip.
“Don’t move,” he ordered me and began tracing my waist, lowering his hands… “Fuck. I bet you’re all wet and ready for me.”
He went down to his knees, cupping my ass before he buried his head in it. He nuzzled my ass crack over my lace panties, and I felt like I was going to combust with heat any moment.
I fisted my hands on the wall, pushing my hips toward him when I felt his lips kissing my pussy over the practically non-existent material.
“Yes…,” I cried out, arching my back.
“Just as I thought. You’re so wet that you ruined your panties. You don’t need them anymore.”
He ripped them off me and pressed his face into my pussy.
“Noah!”
I was in heaven. I was in absolute heaven because there was no other way to describe the sensations I got from his lips on my mound. He had five o’clock shadow, which made everything even better, and I could feel myself dripping with juices.
“Yes, Noah. That feels amazing. Just like that.”
His lips latched onto my clit and pulled hard, and a scream tore out of my mouth. I was shuddering, hardly able to continue standing under this addictive and overwhelming pleasure.
“So. Fucking. Tasty,” he growled into my pussy, the vibrations of his voice against my super sensitive flesh creating a coil of tension in me that threatened to explode any moment.
And then he inserted his fingers into my tight cleft, and it was all I needed to climax. Two thrusts of his long fingers and flicks of his tongue against my clit, and I was falling apart calling his name repeatedly.
He scooped me up in his arms and lay me down on my bed, his face taut with lust. His clothes were off in a few quick seconds, and for a moment all I could do was admire his chest, torso, legs… And damn, that cock… He was big. His hot-looking tattoos decorated his arms and a part of his chest, adding to his “bad boy” look.
“Enjoying the view?” he asked, a cocky smile plastered to his face.
“Immensely.”
The next moment, he was on me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth at the same time as his fingers filled me. I grabbed his shoulders and returned his kiss with an urgency that erased all reason. He pumped me fast, and more juices poured out of me. Sitting on his haunches in between my legs, he removed my bra with his other hand.
“Perfect. You’re just perfect.”
He lowered his head and put his mouth around my nipple, his fingers pounding into me continuously. I let out a guttural moan, my nipple turning into a hard pebble under his wet assault. I was losing myself quickly once more. Before I could come, he positioned my legs over his shoulders and penetrated me, his rigid cock ripping through my walls.
I cried out in ecstasy, our gazes fixed on each other. He began a hard tempo, leaning further toward me, which left me even more exposed to him. He entered me deeper, hitting my cervix, fucking me faster and faster…
“Oh, yes… I’m going to come… I’m going to come… Yes!” I dug my nails into his skin, throwing my head backward, and came with intensity that left me in daze.
He never stopped moving, ramming into me wildly. I was enthralled by the animalistic look in his eyes. A couple of thrusts later, he shouted my name and spilled his seed deep into me, claiming my lips in a moment I never wanted to end.
2
Noah
* * *
I woke up in the middle of the night, my cock granite-hard. I turned to look at Jessica, who was sleeping on her stomach with her ass fully exposed to me. I couldn’t get over how sexy she was.
When I saw her at the beach, her small but curvy body tightly packed in her surfing suit, I wanted to have her right then and there. Her long red hair was braided, and I wanted to destroy it and move my fingers through those wet, silky strands. And those beautiful deep green eyes…
I knew I had to have her, determined to make her mine. The dinner was just a bonus. It turned out that she had the whole package—she was beautiful, smart, and charming. If I’d met her under any other circumstances, maybe I would have dated her.
And her pussy… Fuck, her pussy was so tight and wet. I liked how responsive she was, soaking wet no matter what I did. I wasn’t even nearly satiated.
I moved so that I was on my knees behind her and separated her legs. She didn’t even stir. The moon provided enough light for me to see her sweet, pink pussy. I ran my fingers over her puffy lips and inserted two digits into her.
She moaned in her sleep, rocking her hips. I kissed her ass cheek and began fingering her in a slow rhythm. Her juices coated my fingers right away, allowing me to penetrate her easily. My cock twitched, and my precum poured out of my tip. I needed to be inside of her. But not before I saw her come again. She was too fucking hot when she was coming, and her taste… It was too delicious.
I shifted on my knees so that I could place my arm under her. I raised her, gently sliding my fingers into her, and she jerked awake.
“Noah…”
“I want you to come on my fingers,” I growled and added another finger. Her pussy swallowed them all, just like my massive cock earlier, and I felt my control slipping away. I just needed to be inside of her.
“Yes, oh yes, Noah. Keep doing that…”
I loved the sound of my name on her lips. I loved when she moaned and screamed right before her body would convulse and she orgasmed. Finding her g-spot, I curled my fingers against it. She screamed, a stream of juices flowing out of her pussy.
“Noah!”
I did this a few more times, each time faster, captivated by her. Each part of her body was delectable, and the sounds she made… I just wanted to bury myself in her wet pussy and rip her apart.
She screamed and climaxed, a stream of juices splashing my hand. My cock was now aching for her. I moved her to all fours and stood on my knees behind her. Grabbing
her ass, I rammed into her warm wetness. Her pussy gripped me hard, taking all of me with ease, which spurred me to move faster.
I grabbed a strand of her hair and wrapped it around my fist, pulling her up to me. I placed my other arm around her waist to keep her against me, cupping her breast with my hand.
“You feel amazing, baby. The way you clench that pussy when I’m inside of you… I just want to fuck your brains out!”
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded in a hoarse voice, moving her hips to meet mine.
“You bet I won’t stop.”
I continued drilling into her, knowing very well this wasn’t enough. I already planned to take her again in the bathroom, wanting her mouth around my cock. With each hard thrust, the pleasure in me grew higher, until I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to cum. Her orgasm triggered mine, and I let out a grunt, pulling out of her.
“Jess!” I came all over her ass, my cock twitching violently after each thick spurt of my cum. I tilted my head back and groaned, shaking from the intensity of my release.
This was amazing. She was amazing.
“Baby, you’re so good,” I told her and leaned in to kiss her.
Her lips were soft and sweet. She was kissing me with her all, and I felt my cock hardening again.
“Come here,” I said and took her hand to lead her to the shower. This night was far from over.
* * *
I finished dressing and turned around to look at Jessica. She was in her bathrobe, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching me dress. I had an early morning flight back home, so I had to rush to catch it. She looked so good wearing that bathrobe and nothing else, and I felt sorry for not having time for another round.
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