Free One Night with Sole Regret 03 Take Me by Olivia Cunning Page B

was starting to worry that she was going to go into a coma. She’d been riding him with the determination of a second-place racehorse for well over fifteen minutes.
    “Why haven’t you come yet?” she whispered. “I can’t move anymore.”
    “It’s always like that for me. My first orgasm comes easy. The next one always takes forever. That’s why I was trying to finish watching that movie. I figured you’d need to conserve your energy.”
    “Well, I’m glad I interrupted your plans.” He couldn’t see her face, but he could hear the smile in her voice. “God, you made me come hard.”
    “No need to call me God,” he teased.
    He lifted a hand out of the water to stroke her hair, which was wet at the ends and sticking to her bare shoulders.
    “My body disagrees.”
    “Don’t wear yourself out. Relax for a little while.” He kissed the top of her head, confused by the tender feelings she evoked in him. It wasn’t that he never had feelings for a woman. Tenderness wasn’t usually one of them.
    “Don’t you have a concert tomorrow night?” she asked.
    “Yeah. In San Antonio.”
    “Then you’re the one who needs to conserve your strength.”
    “It doesn’t take too much energy to—what did you say I did?— strut around on stage for an hour.”
    She laughed. “I was just poking at you.”
    He shifted his hips to burrow deeper into her silky heat. “And now I’m poking at you.”
    She laughed again and hugged him. “You can poke at me all you want, Mr. Silverton.”
    “It’s a good thing you have summers off then.”
    She shifted away to look at him with wide eyes , and he realized he’d allowed himself to get too comfortable. After tonight he wouldn’t be poking her at all. Why had he brought up the summer?
    “Uh…” How in hell was he going to cover up that slip?
    She collapsed against him again. “Not nice to joke about things like that, Mr. Silverton. My vagina has just found a new best friend. Don’t give her false hope that she’s going to get to hang out with him all summer when you know damned well she’ll be flying solo.”
    Shade chuckled and gave her a squeeze. She’d let him off the hook so easily, which he appreciated, but part of him wanted her to demand he hang out with her all summer even if she kept her vagina to herself. “I have never met a woman like you, Amanda Lange.”
    “I don’t believe that. I’m sure lots of vaginas consider your cock their best friend.”
    “Maybe, but they wouldn’t crack corny jokes about it.”
    She shifted back to sit on his thighs and looked him in the eyes. “This isn’t good pillow talk, is it? Very unsexy. Sorry.”
    “There isn’t a pillow in sight,” he said. “And even if you weren’t the sexiest woman who has ever been in my hot tub, I’d still enjoy your company.”
    “Puh-lease,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I saw that woman who was waiting for you when we arrived. She was gorgeous. And she had enormous boobs.” Amanda held both hands in front of her chest , approximating the size of Veronica’s double D’s.
    He grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her down on his cock. “And yet you’re here, and she’s not.”
    “Which makes me think it’s all about conquest for you.”
    He laughed until he was blinking tears out of his eyes and holding the stich in his side. “If I’m the one being hunted, then I guess that’s the case.”
    He didn’t have to chase women , t hey always chased him . A nd he didn’t mind it one bit.
    “Maybe I should have posed more of a challenge and played hard to get.”
    Seeing as she was currently sitting naked in a hot tub with him, impaled by his cock, it was too late for that. And he didn’t need the game, but he had to admit he’d wanted her for so long that having her was far more thrilling than his usual hook-ups.
    Shade shifted forward so he could steal a kiss. “I waited for you long enough.”
    “Five minutes? Or was it ten? Must be a new record for you.