Page 44 of Grand Escape

While carrying Rylan, I thought about how lonely I’d been. This connection felt deeper than usual, and while I could blame it on my dry spell, I knew it had more to do with the young woman in my arms.

Gently, I set Rylan down on the bed and hovered over top of her, propped on my elbows. As our gazes locked, our mouths met again, our tastes mingling. I was so charged up, my middle began searching for her heat, my hardness seeking her out.

“Condom,” she muttered.

“Shit.”

I jumped up and ran back to my shorts in the other room. Back with a packet in hand, I ripped it open and rolled the condom on as I walked toward Rylan.

“Thank God,” she whispered.

I climbed back on top, propped up with my right hand while my left guided me home. I took my time sinking inside her, rocking gently, making sure I was deep and she could feel all of me. I could only hope I felt as decadent to her as she felt to me.

I stayed still and snug for a moment until Rylan urged me loudly, “Move.”

Who was I to argue?

I moved with urgency, gliding in and out, sweat beading on the back of my neck as I murmured, “You feel so fucking good,” the only thing I could force out.

It felt as if I were having an out-of-body experience. Almost as if I were hovering over us, watching, but I was for sure there. She was so damn tight.

“You’re so perfect,” I blurted, sounding like a lovesick teen, stupid and horny.

“You feel incredible,” she whispered, and I felt like a king.

We moved like that for a while until she pushed on my shoulder and motioned for me to roll. I rolled and she came out on top of me. My palms itched to get to her breasts. I cupped each one, my thumbs ghosting over her nipples. With her head thrown back, I could see the smooth expanse of her neck, and I pumped up into her, staring at her in wonderment.

“Touch yourself,” I told her.

She didn’t argue, her slight finger meeting her core. She rubbed and flicked, and I watched like I was in a trance, my body moving of its own volition.

“Harder,” she mumbled, and I obeyed.

It wasn’t my first time, but it was the first time sex had been this animalistic and yet tender at the same time.

She choked out, “Oh, I’m going to ...” Then she let out a long moan and tremors shook her body.

I wasn’t that far behind, pumping my release into her before she collapsed on my chest in a sweaty heap. I briefly remember disposing of the condom, and Rylan getting out of bed to clean herself up before she curled up next to me again.

Not speaking, we lay there together like that for the longest time. Breathing heavily, with the want still heavy in the air.

I woke up alone to sunlight streaming through the window and a note on the pillow next to me.

Had to run over to Sam’s.

Have a good day in paradise. Teddi is back on at the pool. :)

x, Ry

Adam

I grabbed my phone off the floor and saw it was after nine in the morning, which surprised me. I hadn’t slept that deeply since before Becca took her own life.

Tapping the screen, I saw I had twenty or so texts, most from Cal, which I ignored as I stood and went to hit the head. I wondered if Rylan ran early, and why she didn’t wake me.

After promising to rock her world again, I’d fallen asleep, not even waking up with my head between her thighs. I berated myself while draining the dragon and then threw my clothes back on. Wanting to avoid Tony, I decided to wind around the pool toward the lobby for a cup of coffee before going back to my villa for a shower.

I walked into the lobby just as a bellman came through the front doors, wheeling in a cart of luggage followed by a few New York accents, one of them very familiar.

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