Page 107 of Hawaii Can Suck It

We share a charged look, and I can’t quite read his expression.

DING!

My phone lights up.

Katie:Oh,it’s her alright. Aunt Deb wants to know if you’ve ridden Kai’s giant love stick yet. She says ask him to do “The Breadfruit Bounty” on you. It will, and I quote, “make your uterus sing La Traviata.”

A giggle escapes me. The image of my uterus belting opera notes is too much to handle.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” I say, tilting my phone away from his prying eyes. “Girl talk.”

“Girl talk, huh?” He snatches my phone, blocking the screen with his body—thumbs flying as he types.

“Stop! What are you doing?”

“I’m helping,” he says innocently. “There. Sent.”

Me:Tell her it’s like a pencil compared to the dick I’m currently riding.

“¡Dios mío! Give me that!”

DING!

Reece reads my text aloud.

Katie:I’m supposed to tell you that Kai is a wonderful lover but be aware…he can get a little clingy. Plan your exit strategy. Aunt Deb says she’s had to fake her death in three countries to get rid of persistent lovers.

He bursts out laughing. “Your friend’s aunt is a fucking legend,” he says, finally relinquishing my phone.

I snatch it back, my fingers firing off my reply. “Oh, I’m getting you back for this,” I warn, narrating as I type. “Ask her for more strategies because the guy I’m screwing is also super clingy.”

Faster than I can hitSend, he grabs my phone, tosses it onto a pillow, and rolls his body on top of mine. His weight presses me into the plush surface, arms caging me, face hovering inches from mine.

“Damn right I’m clingy,” he growls, his lips finding the sensitive spotright below my ear. The scrape of his stubble against my neck sends shivers racing down my spine. He trails hot, open-mouthed kisses down my throat, each one stoking the fire building low in my belly. “I had no idea what I was missing. I’m not about to give it up now.”

“Do you really mean that?”

Reece lifts up on one arm, his eyes serious as they search mine. “Cam, I would give anything to go back in time to get those two years back with you.”

Something expands inside me, a balloon of emotion threatening to burst through my ribcage. I know, I know—I shouldn’t let these feelings grow. Not when I’m keeping secrets. Not when I’m leaving. Not when this relationship has an expiration date.

“And now that I’ve had you, there’s no way I can go back to jerking off just thinking about you.” He grins, his tone shifting to playful. “So yeah, I’m gonna fucking be clingy.”

“No you didn’t.”

“Damn right I did. Who do you think starred in every fantasy while I stroked myself stupid this past year? I’ve mind-fucked you in every position imaginable… Well, except…”

“Hold up. Are you saying there’s a filthy daydream you haven’t done with me? Because I think we’ve done it all after the last three days.”

Reece slowly takes his fingers and traces the swell of my breast, his touch featherlight through the thin fabric of my bikini top. Goosebumps race over my skin and my nipples stiffen, straining against the material like they’re reaching for him, desperate for more.

“First off, everything we’ve done, I want to do a million more times because I fucking can’t get enough of you.”

The naked hunger in his eyes makes me squirm.

“But yeah, there is something I have fantasized about… a lot.”

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