DECEPTION vol.1: A promise made A promise broken (Turbulent Desire Series) by Ericka Santana

tree, waiting for me. Madison said a quick goodbye and I walked over to JC, who was leaning casually against his motorcycle. His arms were crossed over his chest, showing his ripped muscles, those worn out jeans— Oh, only he can make them look so sexy! His gaze swept me from head to toe. My white two-piece swimsuit under my crocheted white mini-skirt left little to the imagination, and I suddenly felt shy.
    When I was just a few feet away from him, he launched towards me like an animal pouncing on its prey. His lips sealed over mine. He took my mouth with suppressed violence while his arms crushed around me and lifted me off the ground. He carried me toward his bike and sat me on it, still savoring my mouth with his tongue.
    “It drives me crazy seeing you dressed like this,” he growled, and I whimpered in response.
    We had lunch at the pizzeria. JC was surprisingly moody, talking only when I asked him a direct question. I wasn’t sure what was going on in his mind, and I was a little nervous about asking. We finished our lunch and left the pizzeria. He took my hand and we walked by the harbor toward the Saracen tower. I stared at the bright turquoise water, a true aquamarine color above the reefs, so beautiful.
    “Just like your eyes,” JC said, breaking the silence and surprising me. “The color of the water is just like the color of your eyes,” he explained and smiled.
    “Is that a statement or a compliment?” I asked, relieved to see him smiling again.
    “Both.”
    We kept walking in direction to the tower without another word. We reached the tower, JC began telling me the history of the tower, saying that it had been subjected to a number of pirate attacks.
    “PIRATES!” I exclaimed. “Oooh, I love pirates!” I squealed, looking around in excitement.
    JC laughed at my reaction, and I flushed with embarrassment. I must have sounded like a little kid. I could not hide my hurt feelings; I narrowed my eyes at him and crossed my arms over my chest, letting him know that I was not pleased with his taunting. I turned my back to him, and he immediately stopped laughing. Then I heard him striding towards me. He grabbed me from behind and kissed my neck. Then he turned my head to the side so he could kiss my mouth.
    JC deepened the kiss and walked me across the street, pressing my front against the rock wall. Our tongues danced together a dirty, sensual dance while his hands caressed my belly.
    “JC, I—”
    He did not let me finish. “Shhhh,” he moaned, his agitated breaths arousing a fire in me. “You drive me crazy. I’m craving you, I’m aching for you.” He pushed his hips forward. I could feel his hardness against my behind.
    Oh God! My entire body entered a state of ecstasy. I could feel myself growing wet. I whimpered in his arms, my legs felt all wobbly. JC stopped kissing me, turned me around, and searched my face.
    “Hey,” he said, trying to catch my attention, but I evaded his eyes. “You okay?” he asked.
    I lifted my eyes to meet his; he cupped my face with both his hands slightly.
    “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to upset you; it’s just that I have never met a girl who was so fascinated with pirates,” he explained. “I just can’t believe I have found someone who loves pirates like I do.”
    Did he say he loved pirates? I bet he only said it to make me feel better.
    “That was my favorite thing to play when I was a kid,” he added.
    My eyes widened in surprise. Was he telling the truth?
    “Me too,” I admitted sheepishly. “My best friend hates the fact that I love pirates, she tells me that I’m a dork.” I said. “I’m so into pirates that when I was I kid every year in Halloween, I dressed as a pirate boy. My poor mother wanted me to dress as something else, but she never could persuade me to change my mind.” I giggled breathlessly.
    JC had his hands wrapped around me as I talked. I paused and tried to calm down. JC was listening attentively.
    Feeling daring, I