Free All Of You (Only You) by Rhian Cahill Page A

fuck her again. He even thought he'd be up for it if they were horizontal. He needed to get them inside to bed. His bed.
    He couldn't wait to have her in his bed, between his sheets. His cock stirred, and he reached down to remove the used condom. Using a serviette that had fallen from the table, he wrapped the latex and tossed it beside the strewn plates. They'd clear up later. With ease he scooped a boneless Claire into his arms and walked to the sliding door. It was open in an attempt to catch a cool summer breeze, but it worked for him now, with his hands full he wouldn't need to worry about juggling her to get inside.
    He strode through the combined lounge-dining room and to the stairs. Being careful not to bump her head on the wall, Ryan made his way up to his room. A last minute thought had him detour to the bathroom. He let her slide down his body until her feet touched the bathmat, the sensual caress had his cock hardening, but he ignored it. Reaching around her, he flicked on the water and waited for the hot to come through. As the steam rose, he lifted her again and walked into his shower.
    Warm water soothed his muscles, still tense with arousal. Ryan picked up the soap and began to wash Claire. From neck to toes, he ran sudsy hands over ever curve, down every dip. He paid special attention to sensitive folds and mounds. Moans of pleasure slipped from her lips, and he couldn't resist tasting them. With his hand buried between her legs, he kissed her, devoured the flavor of her desire as he brought her arousal back up with ease.
    "How do you do that?" she moaned.
    "What?"
    "Turn me on again after wringing me dry."
    He smiled. "Don't know. Don't care. But I love it that I can."
    Ryan kissed her before turning her beneath the spray to rinse away the suds. He made quick work of washing himself and then helped her out. With the water off and a towel wrapped around his waist, he concentrated on drying Claire. Satisfied, he hung up their towels and nudged her out of the room and over to his bed. The covers were already pulled back, he'd seen to that earlier when making the bed with clean sheets.
    She crawled onto the bed, and Ryan stared at her. The sight of that delectable ass had all the blood leaving his brain and rushing into his cock. Crawling up behind her, he caged her between his body and the bed, his erection finding a snug home in the valley between her cheeks.
    "I love your ass, Claire. It's the sexiest damn thing I've ever seen. I can't wait to fuck it." He rocked his hips, his length sliding in the sweet crease he wanted to discover so badly he shook with need. "I don't know what it is about you, Claire, but I want to have you every way I can. I want it all, Claire."
    Her gasp and mumbled words shocked him. "I've never . . ."
    "Never?" He ground himself harder into her soft flesh. "Never let a man fuck you here?"
    "No." She wiggled against him.
    Possessive need to be her first—her only—stabbed him.
    "Will you let me?"
    "I …I'm not sure."
    "We'll go slowly. Work you up to it. I won't hurt you, Claire. I'd never hurt you."
    She was tense beneath him, and Ryan held his breath until she relaxed and answered.
    "Okay."
    He kissed her shoulder, nibbled up her neck to her ear. "You won't be sorry. I'll make it so good for you."
    She moaned as he sucked on her earlobe, and though Ryan's cock pulsed with the need to fuck her ass now, he wouldn't. He'd promised to make it good, and he would. There'd be no fear, just pure pleasure when she finally gave him all of her.

Chapter Four
     
    Claire stared out her twenty-second floor office window at the clear blue sky. She didn't need to go outside to know it was another ridiculously hot summer day. Aussie summers were always hot, but the last few days had seen a heat wave in record breaking temperatures get a grip on Sydney and squeeze it dry. Everything wilted under the extreme weather. Even the buildings seem to sag before her eyes. Of course that could just be her