Page 71 of One Night in Hawaii

I chuckled, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks. “Someone sounds desperate.”

“That’s one word for it.”

“Let me dry off a little,” I said and stepped around her.

I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and dried myself off as best as I could, but my clothes were still drenched. She watched me, her eyes dark with desire. I couldn’t resist her any longer.

I closed the distance between us and kissed her again, this time with even more passion. Her lips were soft and warm against mine. I ran my hands over her body, feeling her curves and the softness of her skin.

She moaned into my mouth and I felt the heat between us rise to a fever pitch. I wanted to rip her clothes off and take her right then and there.

“I want you,” I said, my voice strained with desire. “I’ve thought about you every minute of every day we’ve been apart.”

“Me too,” she murmured. “God, I hate how much I missed you.”

I smiled and brushed my thumb over her lips. “Not me. I’m glad you missed me.”

I kissed her again, feeling her body pressed against me. My cock pulsed with need as I kissed a line down her jaw to her neck. Her moans grew louder.

She pushed me back a bit and reached to unbutton my wet shirt. She tossed it aside and unbuttoned my pants. I slipped off my shoes and pushed my pants over my hips, letting them fall to the floor. I kicked them out of the way as she slid her fingers into my boxers and caressed my cock.

She gasped when she felt how hard it was. “Mmm, what’s this? You’re ready for me already.”

“It’s all for you,” I said. “I think I’ve been like this since I boarded the plane to come back here to you. I’ve spent some very long nights with just me, my imagination, and my hand thinking about you.”

She grinned and slipped my cock out of my boxers. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and stroked me, making me breathe faster.

“You’ve been thinking about me, huh?” she asked. “What have you been thinking about?”

I groaned and rested my forehead against hers. “I can’t tell you.”

“Why?” she asked with her nails scraping down my chest.

“Because my dreams were slightly erotic. If I start thinking about what it felt like to bury myself inside you, I’m going to come before we ever get started.”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I think that might be kind of hot.”

“Me too,” I breathed as she stroked me faster. “But I know what’s even hotter.”

She let go of me and leaned back. “Tell me.”

“I want to see you,” I said. “All of you.”

She raised an eyebrow and pulled off her shirt and bra, tossing them aside. I leaned in and cupped her breasts in my hands. They were full and firm and absolutely fucking perfect. I groaned with relief and excitement.

While I kissed and sucked on her breasts, she undid her shorts and pushed them down.

She was wearing a black thong, which she pushed aside with a grin. “See something you like?”

“You know I do,” I said. “Bed. Now.”

She flashed me a sexy smile. “Someone’s a little bossy.”

She walked to the bedroom, giving me a perfect view of her beautiful ass. I playfully swatted her backside, pulling a shriek from her. She hopped on her bed and rolled over, propping herself up on her elbows before she very slowly spread her legs. My gaze focused on her sweet spot.

“Like what you see?”

“Absolutely,” I said as I walked over to the bed. I climbed on top of her and leaned down to kiss her.

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