Page 51 of One Night in Hawaii

I laughed softly. “Right now, I can’t think of a reason why that’s a bad thing.”

“Damn, I want you again.”

“You asked me to stay the night,” I reminded him. “We have some time.”

He rolled away from me and walked out of the room naked. He came back a few seconds later carrying two bottles of water. “I think you’re the one that told me I needed to stay hydrated. We’ve got a busy night and I would hate for us to get cramps.”

I sat up and took a bottle. We both guzzled it down before he climbed back on the bed. His hands roamed over my body like he was trying to memorize every curve. “I love your body,” he said with reverence in his voice. “You’re so perfect. I want to kiss every inch.”

“Better get started,” I teased.

He did exactly that. The spot behind my knees was excruciatingly sensitive. By the time he finished his very thorough perusal of my body, I had orgasmed twice without him ever entering me. It was a sensual experience I would never forget.

“I love how responsive you are,” he said as he kissed me. “I love making you orgasm. I love the way you taste. I love the way you feel against me. I love the way you smell.” He kissed me again before he made love to me with painstaking care and attention to every gasp and murmur that escaped my lips. He was learning my body in order to give me maximum pleasure.

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Iwoke up earlier than usual. We only slept a few hours but I wasn’t the least bit tired. Making love to her was a life-altering experience. I would never be the same again. There was no way I would ever be able to have sex with another woman. She ruined me. I was on my side with her beautiful body tucked against mine. She fit perfectly against me. My crotch nestled against her soft ass. I buried my face in her mass of curls and inhaled. She smelled just like the ocean.

I never wanted to move from right where we were. I could easily stay in bed with her for weeks. It was a strange feeling. Ashley and I slept in the same bed together hundreds of times, but usually, I was riding one edge and she was on the other. We didn’t snuggle. Neither of us cared to. Sex between us was very mundane, like we’d been married forty years. There was no love between us. No anything. It was cold and clinical.

With Shiloh I felt alive. I felt like the colors were brighter and everything smelled better. I had never felt this kind of connection before. This was the kind of passion Penelope read about in her books. I honestly thought it was nothing more than a fairytale. Now, I knew it was very real. It was special. I doubted everyone found something like this. I wasn’t about to let it go. I didn’t care if I had to sign over my entire fortune to Ashley to be rid of her. I would be perfectly content to sail around on Shiloh’s boat and act as her assistant.

Footsteps overhead pulled me from my thoughts. The footsteps sounded a lot heavier than Penelope’s. I doubted it was the cleaning crew coming in this early, which meant someone had probably come up from the beach. I carefully extracted myself from Shiloh’s sleeping body. I pulled on a pair of shorts and tiptoed up the stairs, hoping to surprise the burglar.

“Son of a bitch,” I heard someone mutter.

I rounded the corner and spotted Ryder trying to work the espresso machine. He was wearing a pair of shorts, just like me. Considering the time, I had to assume he had spent the night.

“Ryder.”

He spun around and took one look at my shirtless appearance and grinned. “Good morning.”

“Yes, it is. What are you doing?”

“I was trying to make some damn coffee,” he said. “What the hell is this thing?”

“It’s an espresso machine.”

“Don’t you just have a normal coffeemaker? Penelope said she wanted coffee.”

That confirmed my suspicions. “I’ll do it.”

I grabbed the container of coffee and went about making two cups. One for him and one for myself. I knew Penelope a little better than he did. She wasn’t going to get out of bed this early.

“Come sit with me,” I said.

“Pen—”

“Is passed out cold,” I said, laughing. “She doesn’t get up before eight and that’s only if there is a serious need.”

He grinned. “I’ll take your word for it.”

We went out on the deck with the sound of the ocean greeting us. We settled into the deck chairs and sat quietly listening to the soothing sounds.

“Penelope says you guys are leaving today,” he said.

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