Page 2 of Love Under Protection

“A water would be nice.”

“Two waters,” I tell the bartender.

“And the tab!” Raylynn adds at the last second.

Okay then.

She makes no apologies for her forwardness. Instead, she catches me by surprise when she leans in and kisses my lips. When she pulls back, her eyes are glazed over and a small smile plays at her lips. “An appetizer if you will, I needed to be sure what I was feeling was real, and you weren’t just make believe.”

I brush a strand of her light brown hair behind her ear and kiss the sensitive skin on her neck before replying, “I promise you, I’m very real. And that was nothing more than a taste.”

The bartender slides two bottles of water across the bar, Raylynn takes hers, quickly twisting off the cap and taking several large gulps. I fight back a snicker as I sign the receipt, leaving behind a hefty tip.

“Do you want mine too?” I mock offer the bottle of water now in my hand.

“Nope! I’m good.” She practically yelps before finishing off hers. “Is it warm in here? It feels warm. We should get out of here.”

“Nervous? If you’ve changed your mind…”

“Hell no.”

With a laugh, I offer her my arm. Together we walk out of the bar and into the warm Hawaiian breeze.

“I swear, I’m not usually so forward.”

“Raylynn, if you’ve changed your mind, it’s okay. I’ll be the perfect gentleman. I’m not going to take advantage of you.”

“No, it’s not that at all. I want this. Whatever this is.”

That’s all the permission I need to lean in and steal a kiss under the moonlight.

Her hands find their way into my hair and give a gentle tug. When I growl, she moans, and my cock hardens. I palm her ass, pushing her even closer to me so she can feel the effect she has on my body. For a moment, the whole world ceases to exist. It’s just me, her and this kiss.

“Wow,” Raylynn whispers breathlessly as we pull apart.

“We should do that again,” I add.

She gives me a shy grin and nods. “We should.”

“I’m staying atKahala.” I point over my shoulder. “Join me?”

“I was beginning to think you’d never ask.”

This woman is something. The playful tone in her voice turns me on even more.

It’s a short walk back to the resort. Another five minutes and we’re standing outside of my hotel room, making out like teenagers.

“More,” she pleads, looking up at me through her long lashes.

I take my cue and swipe the card reader. The lock beeps, I turn the doorknob and toe the door open while lifting her into my arms. The second the door slams shut behind us, I pin her against the wall and start kissing her all over again.

Raylynn reaches between us and tugs my shirt free from the waistband of my pants before sliding her hands underneath the fabric and up over the skin of my torso. A hiss escapes as she rakes her nails across my chest.

She pushes me back just enough to groan, “We’re both overdressed.”

Untangling our limbs, I let her feet touch the floor and reach behind my neck to grab the collar of my shirt, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the floor. I move on to loosening my belt and then let my khakis fall to the ground. My fingers are in the waistband of my black boxers while Raylynn drinks me in from head to toe.

The corners of my lips tip upward as she licks her lips and whimpers, “You’re not playing fair here.”

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