CHAPTER 1
Maya pulled into the long driveway of the house and shut the engine off as she blissfully thought about the beautiful beach that was waiting for her just out of the back steps.
Summer break was here, and she was going to relax. Her first year at Harvard studying Criminal Law had not been an easy one. Maya was a very smart girl and pulled the high grades she was accustomed to, but she had time for little else at school, and she craved peace and quiet. She had that here at her Dad’s house while he was gone for another couple of weeks on business overseas.
Maya got out of the bright blue Escalade and looked around at the sand that had blown haphazardly around the front yard with a small smile. This was home to her, so much more so than the condo that her father had bought in Boston. She tossed back her thick dark curls and walked to the front door to unlock it and push the heavy wooden obstacle open as she looked inside.
Dad had bought this seven years ago after Mom died of Ovarian Cancer. There had been a lot of insurance money, and he wanted somewhere for his only daughter to get away since she was struggling so much with the loss. Maya had fallen in love with it and stayed here as much as possible. The house was in Martha’s Vineyard in a private little cove, and she loved it. It was close enough to town to go for dinner or drinks, but she often found herself here relaxing alone.
Maya walked in and glanced at her thick figure in the mirror with a critical eye. She took after her mom with her generous curves and dark brown eyes, and it seemed that a lot of guys didn’t seem to love it. There were a million skinny nothings at school that they all flocked to, and she sighed slowly. When she thought about what she didn’t do in college, guys were at the top of that list. Oh, well. She was on the dean’s list, right?
She continued into the expansive living room and curved to the right where her large bedroom was located as she smiled. It backed right up to the beach and had a lot of windows to make her remember that, as well as a secure French door with pretty shades of stained glass to add color to the mostly light colored room. Maya threw her bags on the bed and kicked her flats off under the bed as she unzipped her large bag to start hanging up her clothes.
She heard the front door open from across the large house and tilted her head. “Maya? Are you here?” It was her dad’s best friend James Brocky, and she smiled as she thought about how handsome he was.
“Just got here. I’m in my room.” She replied and heard him walking across the hardwood floors of the living room.
He poked his head in the door, and she watched as his eyes took her in slowly for a moment. Maya felt her skin flush as the stunning man finally lifted his gaze to her face. “That dress suits you.”
“Thanks,” Maya barely managed to whisper as she swallowed the lump in her throat. Her father was only forty-five and his best friends James and Cory were just a couple of years younger and handsome as fucking hell. They were also single. They worked at the base office in Boston with him and made extremely good money handling the real estate locally while they hit the gym hard and took care of themselves. Today, James was dressed in some long black board shorts and a tight t-shirt that showed off all of his hard work.
“How was the drive?” James pressed as he moved into the room and over to the window. “I was coming out here anyway, so I thought I’d say hi. I wanted to see that you got home safe.”
“Long but good. I can’t wait for some down time.” Maya admitted as James shot her his crooked smile that probably dropped a lot of panties.
“Want to grab some dinner in town after you settle in? We could get some drinks and just catch up. Paul says you’re doing very well at Harvard.” James casually chatted even as she felt his eyes brushing over her exposed skin in the coral dress that she wore. It was short and hung over her curves and flowed around her thighs as she moved.
“Is Cory around?” Maya asked as she thought she saw James frown a little. Cory was the opposite of his dark hair and eyes and smoldering looks with tousled light Blonde hair and intense green eyes, and she was very close to him as well. If she were honest, then she wanted him there as well. “We could all catch-up.”
“I’ll send him a text and see what he’s up to,” James replied as she smiled and let her eyes drift down his muscled torso.
“You know I am only twenty, right? I can’t drink outside of the house.” Maya looked back into his face as a confident smile crossed his face.
“I have that covered. You are going to relax after your heard semester tonight, no worries at all.” James assured her as he met her gaze for a torturous heated moment. “You’ve grown up so much, Maya. You’re stunning.”
“Oh, James,” She blushed as she felt heat race up her thighs and widened her eyes. “Thank you. You’re looking good these days too. Any girlfriends at the moment?”
He thickly swallowed as she watched him closely. “I’ve been pretty busy, so no. How about you? Any guys at school?” His voice held a heavy tone of curiosity, and she shook her head slowly as she ran her hands over her thighs to dry off her damp hands.
“Not a one,” Maya admitted as he pressed a hand to the bridge of his nose. James said that he was going to go down to the water for a while and left her to unpack in the house alone.
“Interesting.” Maya murmured as she hung things in the closet while playing Pandora over her brand new phone. She knew that she was a bigger girl, but she also had the best mixture of looks from her black mother and Korean father. Maya had the darker skin from her beautiful mother, but her eyes took after Paul, and she had a particular exotic look about her. It wasn’t even that nobody approached her at school, but Maya had never felt interested in the popular frat guy or even most guys her age.
Growing up with a father that treated her like a queen with two friends that looked the way James and Cory did guide Maya down a different path than her friends. She respected them as older men but had started lusting after them when she got a little older, and teenage hormones had kicked in. Maya couldn’t count the number of times she had masturbated to thoughts of one of the other, sometimes both.
That was her ultimate fantasy: two self-assured men taking her at the same time and showing her the pleasure that she had wanted all of her life. Fuck the fact they were best friends with her father right now. She adored him but she was a big girl, and he wasn’t here to know a thing.