Page 119 of The Heartbreaker
“Because it is. We have a hotel there—and if you ask Macon, he’ll say it’s the best resort in our entire fleet.” His hand moved to my side. “The hotel is on Kauai, but if you’ve never been, then we’ll need to go to at least one other island, maybe two.”
This sounded so dreamy.
So romantic.
I could already see the magic of the beach in my head.
Even though I wasn’t allowing myself to fast-forward to tomorrow, the result of his dinner with Jana meant I would hopefully soon get to spend lots of personal time with Daisy. And because of that, I had a question.
“Would Daisy be coming with us?” I asked.
With his free arm, he grabbed the other side of my waist and moved me onto his lap. “You mean to Hawaii?”
“Yes.” My legs straddled him; my arms crossed around his neck.
“No, the trip would be just us.”
After he kissed me, I said, “I hope you don’t think I had an agenda when I asked that question. I wasn’t inferring I wanted the trip to be with or without her. I was just curious—that’s all.”
“And that’s exactly how I took it. I know how much you care about her. I also know that if she came with us, the trip would be all about her—as it should be—and we need time alone as a couple.”
I took in his eyes first and then his lips. “Hawaii, a beach … Ridge, I’m dying right now.”
His hands slid up my sides, slowing when they neared the bottoms of my breasts. The slickness of the water and the smoothness of his skin was the most sensual combination. He cupped each one and grazed my nipples, back and forth, stroking the steam out of me. “Then, you’re going to be dying for a long time because I plan to show you every beach in the world.”
If I wasn’t so tuned in to him, I would have lost focus from how he was touching me. How he was building me toward begging.
“Every beach … stop,” I exhaled.
“What, you don’t believe me?” The brushing turned to a light pinching, and it was as though he’d lit a match, my entire body ablaze in fire. “I’m not a guy who would ever bullshit you, Addison.”
Pants were coming from my mouth. Quiet ones, but deep ones. “I know. I just can’t get over what I’m hearing.”
He took ahold of my bottom lip, sucking on it, gnawing on it before he pulled back. “We’re going to have an incredible life together.”
“We already do.”
He kissed my neck.
My throat.
Across each cheek.
His hands casually rotated to my back, leading me in even closer, his hard-on grinding into the front of my pussy. “I need you.” He used his tip to tap my clit. “I need to bury myself inside your cunt.”
He was taunting me.
Provoking me.
“Ridge,” I breathed as he returned to my titty, kneading the center, drawing out the pleasure. I reached for his dick, swiping the opposite side that was against me so all of it was getting friction. “What are you waiting for?”
“You.”
I was in a maze, lost, hitting walls, desperately searching for an out. That was what it felt like to sit here and wait for him to thrust into me.
Because there wasn’t just fire.
There were tingles.
