Page 84 of Try Easy

Keoni closed his eyes and leaned against the door. He had no idea what Ryla was talking about. The alcohol swam in his head, making his thoughts muddy.

Why did everyone insist on calling him a hero?

Ryla pressed her mouth to the hollow of Keoni’s throat where the shark’s tooth necklace rested against his skin. His pulse jumped against her lips.

“We’re alike, you and me,” she said, shifting her lips to kiss his neck.

“Ryla,” Keoni said, warning her again.

“I like it when you say my name like that,” she said, chuckling.

Keoni felt the vibration of her laugh against his chest.

She stretched up on her toes and kissed his lips very softly. “Kiss me again,” she said, leaning against him.

As her breasts brushed against his chest, Keoni felt desire flood him. His mind was clouded, but his body knew what to do. Ryla felt his growing erection against her belly and pressed herself against him.

“Oh, hell,” Keoni muttered.

He kissed her again. He’d intended for it to be a quick and final kiss, but when Ryla opened her mouth and slid her tongue against his, Keoni’s body responded without his mind’s permission.

He ground his hips against her soft belly and moaned. Ryla moaned in response, and the sound drove a spear of lust through Keoni.

Ryla slid her hands down Keoni’s back and stole under his T-shirt. Her fingernails raked over his skin as she yanked the shirt over his head.

Ryla took a step back, letting her eyes drift over Keoni’s naked chest. Her eyes came back to his, and then she reached up to the knot that cinched her dress. She tugged the knot loose, and the dress fell to the floor.

Keoni’s eyes dropped to Ryla’s chest. Her breasts were voluptuous—full, and round, and tipped with pebble-hard pink nipples. Her waist was impossibly narrow, and her skin was tanned all over as if every inch had been kissed by the sun. She was naked except for a pair of white panties that looked like something a schoolgirl would wear. The panties lent Ryla a touch of innocence, and Keoni remembered how young she was. She had a woman’s body, but Ryla was still a girl.

He took a step back and ran into the door.

Ryla took Keoni’s hand and cupped it to her breast.

Keoni’s heart thumped in his chest.

Ryla kissed Keoni’s throat. She trailed her lips lower over his chest, lingering over the fading bruises on his ribs.

Then she dropped down to her knees in front of him.

Ryla unzipped Keoni’s fly and tugged his shorts down over his hips. His cock sprang up between them, and Ryla’s eyes dropped down to look at it. She wrapped her hand around the base and looked up at him with a wicked gleam in her eye.

Ryla looked incredibly sexy on her knees in front of him with his hard cock in her hand. Keoni’s mind flashed to Lou, and guilt flooded him. He wished it was Lou kneeling in front of him, stroking him.

What was Lou doing right now? Keoni wondered. Was she with her man in Seattle? Keoni shuddered to think of his name: Paul.

Keoni cursed Paul and his good fortune to have Lou in his life.

Did he appreciate her? Did he love her the way Keoni did?

Ryla’s mouth closed over the tip of Keoni’s cock. She swirled her tongue around him, licked him as if he was a delicacy that she couldn’t get enough of.

Keoni groaned and leaned back against the door. His hands came to Ryla’s head. He meant to push her away, but her mouth felt too good. He pulled her closer.

Ryla took him deeper. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and sucked him into her mouth until her lips met her fist. Keoni gasped as he felt his cock strike the back of her throat. He looked down and watched Ryla moving up and down the hard length of his cock. It was enough to make him go insane.

Those white panties were just for show. There was nothing innocent about Ryla. She knew exactly what she was doing. She stroked and sucked Keoni at the same time until his knees weakened, and he had to lean against the door for support.

Ryla sucked him hungrily as if she was enjoying it as much as Keoni.

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