Free Sunkissed by Traci Hohenstein

“As long as you know…this isn’t going to work.”
    “If you say so.” Riker smiled confidently. He released her hand and walked to his truck. She watched him wistfully. It was over between them, she reminded herself. Her relationship with her sister was more important right now. And finding a new job that would take her far away from here.

Chapter Twelve
     
    Trista had gone straight home from the children’s theater and pulled a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator. She would’ve preferred one of Riker’s delicious margarita’s but that was out of the question, for obvious reasons. Instead she picked up a goblet and a corkscrew, and trudged to the third floor. She drew a hot bath in her Jacuzzi tub and added another bath bomb—this time, a sensuous dark-chocolate-and-almond-scented one. Pouring herself a glass of pinot noir, she took a long sip before stripping down. She lowered herself gingerly into the steaming bubbly water.
    She hoped that Riker was letting Nicolette down easy. The last thing she wanted was for her sister to suspect anything had happened between Riker and herself before she had the chance to explain. Sinking lower in the tub, she let her mind wander and tried to focus her thoughts on what she could do to contribute to the children’s theatre. But Riker kept popping into her mind. The way his strong arms held her tightly. The intoxicating smell of his heavenly cologne mixed with his own masculine scent. His kisses, which were passionate and electrifying, and his touch, which made her melt into his arms. The way his hips had ground into her when he pushed himself deeper and deeper. The way he whispered her name when he came.
    Trista let her hand drift down below the bubbles. She imagined Riker was in the tub with her as she massaged her clit. The bath bubbles were caressing her and spreading a delicious warmth throughout her body. In her mind, he was spreading little kisses all over her neck while running his hands all over her body, venturing lower and lower until he found her pleasure spot. Teasing her with his fingers, Riker rubbed her clit with his thumb. He then leaned back in the tub and pulled her on top of him. She eased down on his long shaft, feeling every inch of him slide inside of her. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and gently sucked as she rode him. His strong arms on the small of her back, guiding her as she continued to fill herself completely. Trista closed her eyes tightly as an intense orgasm shuddered through her body. If she couldn’t have Riker in person, she thought, she could at least take advantage of his body in her thoughts. She remained in the tub, eyes closed, her thoughts on nothing but Riker. The water was starting to cool as she slipped into the depths of nothingness.
     
    “Trista! Trista! Are you okay?” A voice from faraway invaded her delicious dreams. She felt a hand grip her shoulder. “Get up, Trista.”
    Trista opened one eye and saw Nicolette standing over her. She was wearing a dark-blue dress with a plunging neckline that showed off ample cleavage. Her face had been heavily made up, but she had dark circles around her eyes and her lipstick had been smeared.
    “Oh my God! Are you trying to drown yourself?” Nicolette handed Trista a bath towel.
    “I must’ve fallen asleep.” Trista wasn’t sure how long she’d been out of it. The water had turned cool, and the bubbles had all evaporated, leaving a slimy film in the tub.
    “From the looks of it, you passed out.” Nicolette held up a bottle of wine that had just a small amount left.
    Trista climbed out of the tub, wondering just how long she had been in the water. She wrapped the towel around her body, noticing that her skin looked like a wrinkled old prune. “I’m fine. Where have you been?” she asked, changing the subject. She held her breath, hoping the dinner had gone smoothly, but from the looks of Nicolette, she knew it hadn’t. Nicolette had obviously been