Dinner was phenomenal. The view from the terrace we ate on was incredible, and the sounds of the ocean backdropping our conversation was something I knew I’d never forget. And the food. Oh. I shivered with every bite I took. There were moments when Ryan would offer me a taste of his, and he’d hold out his fork to feed me. He even let me feed him a couple times, causing happiness to bubble in my gut. The entire day with him had been magical. Lying out on the beach. Feeling his hands rubbing sunscreen into my skin. Drinking a glass of rum punch as the two of us stood in the water, the waves lapping against our shins.

There had been moments when I didn’t want to spoil anything with conversation.

“Did you enjoy dinner?” Ryan asked as we headed back to the hotel.

“It was phenomenal. Thank you so much,” I said.

“You’re very welcome. I’m glad you liked it. The place is pretty new. It got rave reviews for its first two months. I figured I’d get us in so we could try it.”

“Did you have to bribe the place or something?” I asked.

Ryan looked away from me, pursing his lips to try not to smile.

“You did not,” I said.

“Restaurants like that are always looking for contributing monetary partners.”

“What?!” I exclaimed.

“It was only three hundred thousand dollars, and for ten percent no less. That place will do well in an area like this.”

“You bought a percentage of a restaurant just to get us in there, Ryan? Are you serious?”

“I wanted to take you there. And I wanted to go myself. They were booked solid for the next seven months, so I offered what I could.”

“You can’t go around taking percentages of restaurants just to get us to eat in them.”

“Why not? They needed the money and we needed food.”

“You paid over three hundred thousand dollars for a date!” I exclaimed.

“So, this was a date?”

He looked over at me with that mischievous stare, and I scoffed. Then a giggle fell from my lips as I shook my head. The man was relentless, but his question did give me pause. The idea of a date had sort of fallen out of my mouth before I could catch it. But was it a date? Did he want it to be a date?

Because I wanted it to be a date.

“Come on,” Ryan said with a chuckle. “Let’s get you upstairs and rested. I think you’re a little exhausted from the heat this afternoon.”

“Yeah, and I think the ocean made you a little crazy,” I said.

He laughed to himself all the way up the elevator. I wanted to slap him against his chest to get him to stop, but soon my laughter matched his. Then the two of us were falling apart in it. I held my stomach as I walked out of the elevator, his hand guiding me out and helping me stay upright. I felt lighter than I’d felt in so long, and belly-laughing alongside Ryan made me feel daring and beautiful.

“So,” he said as he drew in a deep breath. “What are we getting into now? A movie? The hot tub? Sleep? What do you wish to do, Kylie?”

I let out one more session of laughter before my purse dropped and I kicked off my heels. I had my eyes on that hot tub, and I was getting in it. I could already feel the hot bubbles popping against my skin. But I didn't want to bother with a swimsuit. I peeked behind me as I slid the zipper of my dress down, watching as Ryan’s eyes followed the movement. He licked his lips as the fabric piled to the floor. Then I walked over to the sliding glass door.

“You coming?” I asked.

His eyes met mine, and a surge of confidence echo through my bones. I reached up and unclasped my bra, allowing it to drop down my arms and pool at my feet. I could’ve sworn I heard a growl emanate from Ryan’s chest, and before I knew it I had hooked my fingers into my lacy black panties he’d purchased for me and slid them down my thighs. I held them up before dropping them to the floor and looking back at him, my eyes dropping to his crotch.

He was straining against his pants, and I wanted him more than I had wanted any other man in my life.

“Suit yourself,” I said.

I slid the glass door open and swayed my hips deeply. I reached the control panel, then got into the hot tub naked, but I wasn’t in there by myself for long. I turned around and saw Ryan approach, sliding the tie from around his neck. His suit coat hit the floor before he took off his belt, snapping it and causing it to crack.

My tits hardened at the sound as he stripped for my viewing pleasure.

“You’re very naughty,” he said as he stepped in. “You really should be taught a lesson in what happens when you tease me.”

“Will you use that belt?” I asked with a grin.

He quirked a brow before he rushed to me. His arm wrapped around me and held me tightly to him, and I pressed into his chest. I gasped as he lips met mine. Heated. Wanton. Domineering. His tongue forced its way through my lips as his cock slipped between my legs, bouncing and pulsing as it rested against my pussy folds. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I moaned into his lips. He fisted my body and sank us into the water, sitting to the side before he pulled me into his lap.

I straddled him and felt the tip of his cock catch my entrance, and I paused to take it all in: the bubbles rolling, the cool beach air whipping against our bodies, the sounds of the ocean crashing against the shore.

Ryan raked his teeth along my lower lip and grabbed my hips, pulling me down onto his cock. I groaned at the sensation, threw my head back and breathed his name. He commanded my body, rolled my hips anyway he pleased. The heat of the water and the heat of his skin and the strength of his grasp was too much for me.

I couldn’t take it.

I needed him like I needed sunlight, or air to breathe, or water to drink.

“Ryan,” I said breathlessly. “Please don’t stop.”

He thrust his hips into me as his thumb slid between my pussy folds. My forehead came down onto his, grinding into him as he played with my body. His hand came up to cup my breast. He tugged at my nipple and rendered me breathless. Water sloshed over the sides as electricity surged through my veins, and his lips crashed against mine as I poured over the edge.

“Ryan! Ryan. Oh…shit, Ryan.”

He swallowed my sounds as I came around his cock, my walls fluttering around his growing girth.

I rode his cock until my body relaxed against his, but we didn’t stay there for long. He grabbed my waist and floated me off his body before bending me over the edge of the tub. My tits pressed against the cool edge, hardening my nipples into painful peaks I ached to massage. Ryan’s cock slid against my folds and up my ass crack, painting me with his precum before he slid back in. His hand fisted the bun of my hair. He snapped his hips against mine as I clung to the edge. I bucked back into him, lost myself in him, felt him scrape along that beautiful spot that had my jaw already unhinged and ready to cry out.

“Damn it, Kylie. You feel too damn good. The things you do to me? Illegal. Damn it, just fucking illegal.”

I smiled at his words as a breathless giggle tumbled from my lips.

“You think that’s funny?” he asked.

“Oh,” I said with a moan.

His cock raged harder, blurring the lines between pain and pleasure.

“You think it’s funny to tease me after working so hard to resist you?”

“Ryan,” I said in a whisper, “keep going.”

Then I felt a searing pain spread across my ass cheek, followed by a crack that thundered in my ears.

“Oh, fuck!”

Ryan stopped his movements, allowing me to catch my breath. My eyes fell closed and I gulped deeply, taking in the pain spreading throughout my legs. It hurt so much, and yet it felt so good. Too good.

Much too good for something like that.

“Do it again,” I said breathlessly.

His hand smoothed over the mark I knew he’d left behind on my skin.

“Again, Ryan. Please.”

I felt him pull back and thrust into me before his hand came down on my other ass cheek. I cried out, whimpered into the breeze of the ocean as he took me against the hot tub. Slap after slap. Crack after crack. And all the while, I felt like I was soaring, flying, tumbling into another dimension where nothing existed but Ryan and me. His hand tightened in my hair as hot water poured over onto the private balcony we had. I cried out over the small beach town of California, yelling his name and pleading with him for more.

“Ryan, yes! Give me more, please. Ryan, don’t stop. Don’t stop. I’m coming. I’m coming. Ryan, don’t stop! I’m coming! Please!”

He slid into me one last time before I heard a roar fall from his lips. It was raw, angry, filled with a burning desire I felt saturate the caverns of my pussy. I pressed myself back into his pelvis. His cock slide against that incredible spot he always hit. My entire body locked up and my legs began to shake. Then I felt myself collapse against the edge of the tub.

Everything muted in that moment. Sounds dimmed and my eyes darkened. My head stopped spinning and the ground was no longer there, and the only thing that existed was me. I felt myself floating, wandering aimlessly in the darkness. My body convulsed and my arms went limp and I felt the hot water slowly sliding over my body.

“Kylie? Kylie, can you hear me?”

My eyes fluttered open and it became easier to breathe. And suddenly, the darkness was pierced with the most beautiful face I’d ever seen. Strong. Determined. Chiseled with both time and intelligence. Sounds slowly came back and my mind began to clear, and soon the darkness gave way to the soft sounds of the ocean and the slow roil of water against my skin.

“Kylie, I need you to say something.”

I sighed with content as Ryan held me in his arms and I cradled myself into him, feeling the strength of his chest as his heart hammered against my skin. He stepped us out of the hot tub and carried me back inside, making his way for my bedroom. I closed my eyes. I took in everything about him, every twitching muscle and carefully placed touch, every breath he took and every smooth stride that took us farther down the hallway.

My back landed on something soft before his eyes connected with mine.

“Kylie?”

“Mmmm, hello,” I said.

“How nice of you to return to me,” Ryan said with a grin.

“That was a first.”

“What was?”

“That,” I said as my hand fell to the bed. “Out there.”

“I wasn’t sure what happened for a second, but I think you might have passed out. Did you get enough to eat at dinner?”

I giggled and nodded before I pulled him in for a kiss. His eyes widened with shock before he blanketed himself around me, cloaked me in his strong arms and stroked my cheeks. I pulled him on top of me, desperate to have him stay just a little while longer.

Then I released his lips and buried my face into his neck.

“You make me feel so good, Ryan,” I said in a whisper.

“Then that makes two of us,” he said.

“Stay with me.”

I pulled back and gazed into his eyes as he studied me closely.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Please don’t leave me. Not after something like that. Not when I feel so close to you.”

He slid off to the side and pulled me directly into his arms as my head fell onto his chest. He reached down and gathered the covers, pulling them on top of our wet bodies. Whatever happened in that hot tub—whatever sent me into that ethereal world—I wasn’t ready to let it go. My heart beat in time with Ryan’s. His hands felt right in all the places he put them. I felt complete when I was around him, and I wasn't ready to let that go. I slid my leg between his and felt his cock jump against my leg, ready for yet another round.

I reached down and took it between my hands, stroking it carefully.

“Kylie, you don't have to—”

I pressed my lips softly against his, stopping his words as I worked his cock. I stroked and I squeezed. I played with him until he leaked against my skin. He shivered against my body. His muscles tightened as he thrust into my palm. I kissed him, nibbled on his neck, nuzzled my nose against the shell of his ear as he became vulnerable to me. He collapsed into me, groaned against my skin as he held me as tightly as he could.

And when he orgasmed into my hand, the soft sound of my name made my eyes fill with tears of happiness.

“Oh, Kylie. Kylie, you have no idea how perfect you are to me.”