Reckless in Moonlight by Cara Bristol Page A

an old wives’ tale, but it was true. The full moon did make people act crazy—the emergency room had been full of injured people, many of whom had gotten that way by doing stupid things.
    And then Dana had come out of her house and changed his attitude in an instant.
    “This is real, isn’t it?” she mused aloud.
    He offered his forearm. “You want to pinch me?”
    She smiled, peered at him from under her lashes, and his heart thumped. “I’d better not,” she said. “I might not stop with a pinch. Did you get the camera back to your parents okay?”
    Funny how they seemed to be on the same wavelength, her thoughts dovetailing with his. Lon nodded. “The hospital is midway between Lake Eversome and home, so Dad came by to pick it up.”
    “My ex and I used to take our daughter camping at Eversome, but I haven’t been to the lake in years.” About seventy miles away, the lake and camping resort was a popular summer destination among locals. It didn’t offer the grandeur of a national park like Yellowstone or Yosemite but provided a fun, quick family getaway. “We used to rent one of the rustic cabins,” she said.
    “I haven’t been there in a few years myself, but I think it’s still the same,” he said.
    “I’m glad. I’d hate to think it had gotten commercialized.”
    Dana’s chest rose and fell, her nipples making delectable tents in her dress. Christ, she had beautiful tits. And cunt. Ass. Hell, the whole package. His cock strained against his zipper.
    “What would your parents think about this?” She waved her hands in an arc before resting her wrists on the table. “Us.”
    Ah. The age thing. Lon met her gaze. Despite her nonchalant tone, he could tell she was concerned. “This is between you and me. I respect my parents, but I don’t seek their approval. I think they might question our involvement, but they trust me to make my own decisions.” He paused. “How would your family take it?”
    Dana gave a mirthless laugh. “After the stink I made, my ex would have a field day. I don’t know how much you picked up from the conversation yesterday, but Roger is having an affair with a girl only two years older than our daughter Katie.”
    He had caught the gist of it. What her ex thought he would find in another woman eluded him. The man was an idiot. To Lon’s good fortune.
    “Of everyone, I think my daughter would be the most accepting. She didn’t approve of her father’s infidelity, but the age difference wasn’t an issue. ‘Age is just a number, Mother.’” Dana gave a dismissive sniff.
    “Your daughter is right. Age is just a number.”
    “You’re closer to Katie’s age than you are to mine. She’s twenty.”
    “I’m not dating your daughter. I’m dating you.” He covered her hand and linked his fingers with hers, noting how perfectly their hands fit together. Almost as good as his cock and her pussy.
    “Is that what we’re doing? Dating?”
    He leered. “Unless you’d rather make a few phone calls.”
    Dana laughed. “I’m game. But we’ll call your boss.”
    Lon glanced at the swimming pool. The water shimmered like midnight satin, beckoned like a lover. Dana followed his gaze. “Feel like a swim?”
    “It’s a start.”
    “Did you bring a suit?” she arched her eyebrows teasingly.
    “My birthday suit,” he answered with a straight face.
    “Then you’ve got it covered.” She shifted her gaze to two colorful rolled beach towels resting on a chair.
    “Oh. I get a towel this time?”
    “Come on.” Dana motioned with her head toward the pool. “Ready?”
    Dana slipped out of her dress and padded to the pool, her firm, round ass sashaying for deliberate effect, he was sure. She paused and turned slightly to give him a teasing glimpse of her delicate face, succulent nipples on full tits, and a spring of pubic hair before descending the steps.
    Lon tore off his clothes and hurtled himself into the pool with a tremendous splash, hell-bent on capturing the