Free By the Book by Ravyn Wilde Page B

lotion from her skin. His hands soaped her and he played with her body
until she again started begging him for sex. At her pleas, he bent her over the
rock ledge and filled her. Filled her and touched her and pushed her into
another orgasm. It hadn’t ended there.
    At some point during the night, she awoke
flat on her back, legs spread wide with Gray’s head buried between them. His
tongue moved over her and in her as his mouth suckled her. The sensations once
again forced her to plead and demand for him to feed her desire—a desire she
hadn’t realized was possible until he came into her life. Careful, Joey.
This is about now…there is no future. He volunteered his body for your pleasure
and education. Not his heart.
    The wayward sentiment shocked her to her
heels. She didn’t want a man in her life and she didn’t want his heart. Did
she? Well, it was a moot point anyway. She couldn’t demand his emotions like
she demanded his body every time he so much as touched her. She would just have
to take the time given her and keep reminding herself the memories they made
would be enough.
    When he left this morning he kissed her
with sweet promise and a whispered reminder of appointments he needed to keep
with a builder in Honolulu. He’d be back tonight and would come over for more
research. The word said in husky tones that sent shivers racing down her spine.
He told her to enjoy the beach, write some hot sex scenes he could read tonight
and decide what she wanted to try with his body.
    And she did write. Fast and furious her
fingers flew over the keyboard as she wrote sizzling, erotic scenes. Making her
wish he could be at hand to repeat last night’s wonderful inspiration.
    A loud plop on the table brought her
back to the present. She sat out on the lanai, the air warm, humid and scented
with the spicy fragrance of plumeria blossoms. A small trickle of sweat ran
between her breasts. The ocean whispered the perfect background noise for
writing. No interference, nothing to disturb her. She looked around trying to
figure out what the plop noise had been. She couldn’t see anything. She lowered
the screen of her laptop, peered over the top and came face-to-face with a
little blue-eyed gecko busy checking out the back of her computer. She glanced
at the ceiling and then looked back down. He was a brilliant green, with small
red dots on his head and little red blots of color down his back, his tail a
lighter shade of green than the rest of his body. She’d heard geckos were good
luck.
    Glancing around, she decided they’d better
be. At least five of the little suckers surrounded her—they were on the floor,
the walls and, she glanced down, one even tried to crawl up a leg of her chair.
Okay…that was a little too close for nature study. Their little three-toed
suction cup fingers were too creepy. She wanted some distance. She moved her
chair back and they all disappeared. Good. She would go for a walk on the beach
and think about tonight. Without her new green friends.
     
    Gray felt impatient and restless with his
flight’s delay. Hanalei was still a half-hour drive when he landed. He’d missed
Joey today. Thought about her several times, and, just as often, reminded
himself that she was a tourist. He’d just met her and she would only be on the
island temporarily. He planned to fuck her as often as he could before she left
and, hopefully, his constant partial erection would go back to behaving itself.
    Unfortunately, his mind didn’t listen. All
of the contemplations hadn’t been about sinking his willful cock into her hot
body. Just as many were of him wondering what Joey’s reaction would be to
things he saw. Hell, at one point at lunch he wondered if Joey would like to go
to a luau and try kalua pig, the traditional buried in a pit, wrapped in banana
leaves and cooked in the fire—Hawaiian delicacy…and the disgusting poi. Stupid
things. This relationship was about now. About sex. Thinking of sex led him