Chapter 10
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B LEARY EYED, AVERY grabbed her buzzing phone the next morning, silencing it without looking at the screen. At some point the night before, Ryan had gotten up to get them both bottles of water. When he’d returned, he’d set both her purse and phone on the nightstand. It was sweet. Thoughtful. Her gaze sharpened in the dim morning light, and she realized he’d grabbed her thong from the living room floor, too. Even though he’d literally been inside her last night, the thought of his big hands on her skimpy panties nearly made her blush.
Ryan was nothing but pure, alpha male. He’d been careful with her but had no qualms about stripping her bare and taking control in bed, moving her body how he wanted. Pleasuring her until she was practically begging for mercy.
And oh my God, it had been deliciously good.
She flushed as she recalled the multiple ways he’d taken her. They’d woken shortly after she’d fallen asleep in Ryan’s muscled embrace, and he’d made love to her again. While he’d started out behind her, holding her in his arms and lifting her leg to slide his cock into her drenched pussy, he’d eventually pulled out and rolled them over so that Avery was astride him. The moonlight had beamed across the bed as she’d ridden him, a sly grin on Ryan’s face as he watched her breasts bounce up and down, his big hands palming and squeezing. Even when she’d been on top, he’d been the one in complete control, however, his muscled body thrusting up again and again until he made her come apart.
Avery was deliciously sore this morning. He’d been focused on wringing as many orgasms from her as he could, and she ached in places she didn’t even know were possible. It had been a thrill to be the center of his male energy and attention, and it was with a pang of regret that she realized how much she’d really miss him when she moved to South America.
Ryan stirred beside her, and her gaze landed on his sleeping form. It was early. Earlier than he usually awoke, because they’d both expected to get up when he did.
Her head rolled to the right so she was looking at the nightstand again, her gaze landing on her cell. If someone from California was calling or texting her, they were three hours ahead of Hawaiian time. What if it was urgent? Letting out a sigh, she fumbled with her phone to look at the screen.
“What’s wrong?” Ryan asked, his voice deep with sleep, as she scanned over the text.
“Just some trouble with the packers back at my place. They were supposed to start packing while I was in Hawaii this week but are having trouble getting into my building. I might have to fly home sooner than I thought to deal with it.”
“Damn,” he said, rubbing a hand over his face. His biceps bunched with the movement, and she found herself practically drooling over him once more. Since his eyes were covered, she took a moment to study him, trying to memorize the look of Ryan in bed beside her.
Reluctantly, she looked at her phone again, rereading the message as she worried her lip. “Yeah. I thought it was all taken care of with the management in my apartment building. That’s sort of why I came on this trip last-minute. I lined it up and booked a flight.”
His hand slid away from his face, a grin replacing his concerned expression. “And thank God you did.”
She huffed out a laugh as he pulled her to him, their naked bodies now pressed together once more. Ryan was hot and hard, and he groaned as his cock began to grow between them. “I have to get up for work soon. That’s not nearly enough time for all the things I want to do to you.”
“Mmmm,” she said, pressing herself even closer. “I can take a cab back to my hotel. It’ll give us a little more time.”
“Not a chance,” he told her. “There’s no way I’d put you in a cab alone at this early hour.”
She cocked her head. “Ryan, I take cabs all the time.”
“And you carry your backpack traipsing through the woods by yourself, too. That’s just because I’m not there. Same goes with the cab,” he added, lightly reaching out to caress her. Avery leaned in, and then they were kissing hungrily, Ryan rolling over and once again pinning her body beneath his.
“Condom,” he muttered, reaching over to his nightstand. He sheathed himself, then fingered her pussy. A wicked gleam filled his eyes. “You’re already wet and ready for me, Av. How quickly do you think I can make you come?”
“Ryan,” she gasped as his fingers slid inside.
“I think we have just enough time for two orgasms,” he joked, a smug expression crossing his face as she began to whimper and writhe.
“Please,” she uttered.
“What do you need, baby girl?” He nipped at her neck, and she felt his breath fan over her skin. His thumb rubbed over her clit, his touch sure as he gave her what she desperately needed.
“You,” she pleaded. “I need you.”
“You want my cock, Av?” he asked huskily, pausing with his fingers in her sex.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
He smirked and pulled his fingers free, then lined himself up, notching the head of his erection against her core. When Ryan slid home, she gasped.
He cursed. “Shit. Sorry. I’ll go slow. I was too rough with you last night.”
She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, pulling him closer. “No. I’m just a little sore, but don’t stop.”
“Av—”
“Ryan, I need you.”
He finally began to move, but his thrusts were slow. Gentle. And all of a sudden, the moment was softer than their lovemaking last night. Yesterday had been a frenzy of heated kisses and frantic urges. Hands groping. Tongues licking.
But this morning?
They made love slowly. Sweetly. Ryan rocked into her so carefully, she felt like she might burst. He gripped her hands again, but even that seemed gentler, his fingers weaving between her own. When she finally came, Ryan was staring into her eyes, almost like he was trying to memorize the moment. He followed with his own release shortly after, groaning out her name as he buried his face in her neck.
“I really won’t see you for a year?” he asked later, both of them washing off in his shower, the moment a mixture of bubbles and teasing touches and caresses.
“We get some personal days,” she told him, giggling as Ryan insisted on helping her wash her hair. “So bossy,” she mock-chastised.
He grinned. “You love it.”
She didn’t deny it, simply closed her eyes as he finished lathering her hair with shampoo and rinsing it from her long, blonde strands. “As for vacation days, I’ll just have to see how it goes. I’ll be the newest person down there—one of the newest. And I’ll be managing the nursing staff. I won’t up and take vacation days if it’ll leave them in a bind.”
“I know you won’t,” he assured her. “But if you find out when or if you can come to Hawaii, try to give me a head’s up so I can arrange for time off. Otherwise, you could be here, and I’ll be on the other side of the world, deployed to God knows where.”
Her face fell, and Ryan kissed her. “We’ll be okay.”
“This is harder than I thought,” she whispered as they got out of the shower, Ryan toweling her off.
His grin warmed her heart as his big hands landed on her hips. “Yeah, but the past twenty-four hours were a hundred percent worth it.” He planted a kiss on her forehead. Her nose. Her mouth. She stared into his light green eyes. “And when a year is up and you come to Oahu? I’m not sure I’ll be able to ever let you go.”