Page 120 of Come to Me

Chapter Twenty-Six

Luke

It doesn't take much to coax Alyssa into a joint shower. She's tired and giggly, gripping onto my shoulders to help herself stay upright. I lather her with soap and she returns the favor.

There's such a sweetness to it. It's the two of us, in this tiny steamy glass room. Nothing but the sound of rushing water, the slick feel of soap and shampoo, the heat rising off the tile floor.

We finish the shower and linger naked in the hotel room for far longer than we should. It's quiet here, no sounds except the ocean crashing some two hundred feet outside the window.

Alyssa explores the nooks and crannies of the room, marveling at its grandness. It is an amazing room--tall ceilings, bright furniture, huge windows--but I'm mostly interested in the wide bed and the private balcony.

I bring my gaze back to Alyssa. Now that is something to marvel at.

Her wet hair sticks to her head and neck, and the light streaming through the blinds surrounds her with a soft glow. She's so damn beautiful--clear eyes, lush curves, perfect skin.

She catches me looking at her and blushes.

Damn. I could never get tired of that blush.

"I suppose," she says, stretching her arms over her head, "That I should put on some clothes."

I offer my hand. She moves towards me, into my grasp. I slide my arm around her waist and pull her onto my lap. "That's not necessary."

She rubs my shoulders. Her touch is sweet and gentle. An I love you, not a fuck me now.

"Don't get any ideas," she teases.

"That's my line." I pull her closer, wrapping my arms around her. It's been hell being away from her. I need to soak in every damn second I can be in her presence. I bring my gaze back to her eyes. "How's your headache?"

She laughs. Her expression is sweet, but there's an intensity to it. A need. "Cured mysteriously."

"I have many skills."

She shakes her head and pushes away from me. "Enough bragging."

Alyssa scans the room, no doubt looking for her clothes. I point to a small heap on the floor. She groans in irritation and moves to her suitcase instead.

"And did I also wipe all your energy?" I ask.

She turns back to me, rolling her eyes. "Where do you get this endless confidence?"

I smirk.

"From the sounds you make when you come."

She shakes her head, blushing a little. "My energy is decent. I couldn't go for a run, but... why?"

"We're in paradise. If you're going to put on clothes, there's nothing worth seeing in the room."

She brings her eyes back to mine, her lips curling into a smile. "Not if you're naked."

"I'm getting dressed."

I make my way to my suitcase and pull on my boxers. Alyssa pouts in mock irritation, but she watches me dress with an expression of pure delight.

When I finish, I move closer to her, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Have you ever been on a horse?"

Her eyes go wide. "I don't... I guess not."