The secluded cove was paradise, Maya had booked the private surf lesson on a whim after a brutal breakup. She needed something to make her feel alive again. At twenty-eight, with a toned yoga body, sun-kissed caramel skin, and long dark waves, she was used to turning heads. But today she wanted more than attention. She wanted to be taken.
Jax was waiting on the beach like a goddamn fantasy. Six-foot-three of pure athletic perfection, broad shoulders, ripped abs glistening, and piercing blue eyes that sparkled with trouble. His board shorts hung low on his hips, revealing that delicious V-line and the outline of something impressively thick even when soft.
“You must be Maya,” he said, voice deep and lazy like rolling waves. He looked her up and down slowly, taking in her tiny red bikini t
