Page 15 of A Ryan Recollection

Shane frowns at me and then he shifts me onto my side as he rolls onto his, until we’re lying face to face on the small bed.

“Theoretically speaking, why would I care about your comfort if I’m keeping you prisoner here?” he asks with a frown.

“Not my comfort.” I flash my eyebrows at him. “I’m talking about yours.”

His frown deepens. “Mine?”

“Well, we both know there isn’t a chance in hell you could stay away from me. You’d be sleeping down here with me almost every night, so I think we’d need a bigger bed. Not to mention your brothers would want in on the action too.” I flash my eyebrows at him.

“You’re pretty sure of yourself, Hacker.”

I brush my fingertips over his cheek and smile. “No. Just sure of you.”

He cups my chin in his hand and pulls my face to his before pressing his lips over mine and kissing me softly. I lean into him, my body melting into his as his tongue slides into my mouth. Then he glides his hand down my body, over my hip and onto my ass, pulling my groin against his until I start moaning softly.

That makes him pull back and smile. “You’re so fucking needy, sweetheart.”

I snake my arm around his neck. “For you, I am,” I whisper.

“Hmm,” he rubs his nose over my hair. “You smell so fucking good, Hacker. I could fucking eat you all day every day.”

“And yet you didn’t,” I say with a soft sigh.

“Yeah, well, you’d have enjoyed that way too much, wouldn’t you?” He winks at me and my heart flutters in my chest.

“Yes, but I enjoyed all of it,” I remind him. “But the condom?”

He brushes my hair back from my face. “I knew I was fucking all of your holes, and I wanted to save my favorite for last.” He gives me a wicked grin.

“So you fucked me in order of preference?” I feign my indignation.

“I suppose so,” he laughs. “You should have seen Conor’s face when I asked him to pick me a pack up from the store this morning. I thought he was going to punch me in the face.”

“Did you tell him what you had planned?”

“Yes.”

“And what did he say?”

“He said I shouldchange my running order,and that I was crazy to even consider wearing a rubber with you. And I gotta say, sweetheart, now that I have, I think he was right. So we’re never doing that again.”

“Fine by me. I didn’t like it anyway.”

“It felt different to you too?” he asks as he brushes his fingertips over my cheek.

“Not much but I just didn’t like you using one,” I whisper. “I thought it was part of the punishment.”

“No,” he says before he kisses me softly and sure enough I am pressing my groin against him and trying to dry hump him.

He chuckles again as he breaks our kiss.

“Thank you for tonight,” I whisper.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart. It’s not over yet though. There is a huge tub full of bubbles upstairs with our name on. I even bought some of those candles you love that smell like cotton candy.”

“A bubble bath? For both of us? So we’re not sleeping down here then?” I giggle. A soak in a bubble filled tub with Shane is my idea of heaven.

“No.” He cups my chin in his hand and stares into my eyes. “I can be that guy I just was for you, Jessie, but you gotta let me take care of you after too. Okay?”

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