Page 68 of Kiss Me, Sweetheart (Something Borrowed 2)

Satisfied that she was okay, he smiled down at her. “So…better?”

“Better than better.”

“Good.”

He kissed her again before climbing to his feet and heading into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and clean up. He came back into the room, and grabbed a couple of waters out of the mini fridge he kept in the corner. He crawled back into bed and handed her one.

“Thanks.” She set it on the night stand and climbed out of bed. The light outside highlighted the curve of her hip and ass and his hands itched to reach out and cup it.

She disappeared into the bathroom and he downed the whole bottle of water, feeling completely satiated and relaxed. Normally, he either fell asleep after sex, or he sent the woman he was with home and then he passed out.

Tonight, he was wired. In the best way possible.

Rylie came out of the bathroom and seemed to be searching around in the dimly lit room.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to find your boxers and T-shirt.”

“What for? Frankly, I like you just as nature intended.”

Her outline stilled and her head cocked to the side. “This was supposed to be a one-time thing. No strings. I figured I wasn’t supposed to stay.”

He sat up and got a hold of her hand, then tumbled her onto the bed. When he had her sprawled on top of him, his hand traveled down to the hip he’d been admiring, giving her a light tap.

“Considering my brother is currently passed out in your rental, I figured we’d have a sleepover.”

“Are you sure—”

He cupped the back of her head and brought her mouth down to his. If he was being honest, he wasn’t ready to say good-bye. The sex had been incredible and the night was young. Their one-time thing could last until the morning.

He finally let her up for air, stroking a hand down her cheek.

“If you’re up for it, I thought maybe we could try again in an hour or so. I think with a little more effort on my part, I could do better.”

She turned her head and caught the end of his thumb between her teeth, before kissing the tip gently. “You think so?”

“Definitely. I’m willing to try at least.”

“Do or do not, there is no try.”

He stared up at her with his mouth hanging open. “Did you just quote Yoda?”

“Perhaps.” He kept watching her until she was squirming against him. “Uh oh. Did my nerd roots turn you off?”

“Actually,” he said, both of his hands coming up to grip her butt. “I was just thinking I don’t think I’m going to need an hour to get it up.”

She laughed. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know, but there is something about a stacked, sexy girl who can quote Star Wars that just does it for me.”

“Do you want to hear it in my Yoda voice?”

“No, that’s going too far.”

When she rolled off him, laughing uproariously, he took full advantage. By the time her mirth had melted into throaty moans, he was ready to go again.

Chapter 18