Her pussy walls clenched around my finger, and her body stiffened.

She cried out, and I lapped up the juice of her orgasm. Honeyed vanilla. So good. I’d never tire of the taste of her. Sweeter than any other woman I’d had.

I always got a thrill from making a woman come, but this was more than a thrill.

This was heaven. Pure heaven. And I hadn’t even released yet.

She continued to cry out as I milked the last drop of climax from her, tonguing her sweet folds and finger fucking her tight little pussy. When her body started to relax, I kissed her inner thighs, wet from her nectar and oh so sweet. Then I moved forward.

She opened her eyes. “Wow.”

“Feel good, baby?”

“I can’t believe it,” she said. “I just can’t. I always imagined it would be amazing, but oh my God.”

As I suspected, that had been her first orgasm. I felt privileged—no, honored—to have given it to her.

My cock was harder than it had ever been, but I couldn’t ask her to take care of me. This had to go slowly, and I didn’t have a condom with me anyway.

I could resist. Not like I had a choice.

But then she looked down at my groin.

“Are you…okay?”

I laughed softly. “I’ll be fine.”

“Do you want me to…?”

“No, baby. Don’t worry about me.”

“But that hardly seems fair. I could…touch it for you.”

I was too weak to turn down that offer. “God. Please.” I took her hand and guided it to my granite-hard cock.

She fingered it timidly. “It’s warm.”

I closed my eyes and groaned. “Yes, it is.”

“Show me what to do. I feel so stupid, Ryan.”

“Just do what feels right, baby.”

I opened my eyes, expecting to see her lubricate her hand with her mouth, but instead she reached between her legs and coated her fingers with her own juices.

And I almost spent my load right there. What a fucking sight.

She gripped my cock then, rubbing her nectar all over it. I groaned again.

“Good?”

“You have no idea.”

She rubbed her hand all up and down my shaft, and then, with her other hand, added more pussy juice.

Oh. My. God.

Then she began pumping me, her hand like a vise around me.

“Ruby, damn,” I said through clenched teeth. “So good.”

She continued, increasing her speed and then decreasing it. For a novice, this woman was a natural tease. I wanted this to last forever, but I had no resistance at this point. My balls scrunched into my body, and my cock convulsed. I was going to shoot.

I had to warn her.

I opened my mouth, but instead of words, a long groan erupted as I came all over her hand.

The straw walls of the cabana spun around me as my body shook.

Fuck.

That was a big one.

When I finally came back to reality, she was looking at me, her hand covered in my cum.

“Wow,” she said.

“Is that a good wow?”

She laughed a little. “I just didn’t expect it to be so much.”

“I’m a stud, baby.”

She laughed again.

“Don’t laugh at that. A man could get a complex.”

“Believe me, there was never any question in my mind that you were a stud.”

“Damn right.”

She laughed again. I was growing accustomed to the sound. I wasn’t sure she had laughed much in her life. I intended to change that.

I checked in the drawer of the nightstand by the bed. Sure enough, clean towels had been provided. I handed her one, and she wiped off her hands.

“I’m wondering…” she began.

“Yeah?”

“What does that feel like to you? To come?”

I smiled. “It’s hard to describe, but probably pretty much the same way it makes you feel. Just really good. Really euphoric. The perfect mixture of tension and relaxation with nirvana coating it all.”

“That’s a really good description.”

I looked straight into her vivid blue eyes. “Was tonight truly your first orgasm?”

She nodded. “There were times, after a particularly vivid dream, when I thought I’d had one in my sleep, but those were nothing compared to tonight.”

I couldn’t help puffing out my chest a little. “You never masturbated?”

“No. I found men attractive, of course. But an orgasm, or sex, or a man, wasn’t anything I thought I’d ever want. Until now.”

“What made you change your mind?”

She picked up a pillow and smacked me with it. “You did! But you already know that.”

I puffed my chest out even farther.

She sighed. “This has been a wonderful night, but I want you to know that I don’t expect anything from you.”

“Meaning…?”

“I’m not the kind of woman who thinks we have some kind of relationship now, just because we enjoy kissing each other and…”

“Giving each other orgasms?”

“Yeah,” she said shyly. “That.”

She was gorgeous in the moonlight. Still naked, she glowed, her pale skin luminous and opulent. Her countenance was relaxed, still showing her afterglow. Next time she came, I wanted to see her in the sunlight. I wanted to see how rosy pink her cheeks and body got when all that blood was flowing through her.

“Are you saying you don’t want a relationship?”

“No. Not exactly. I never thought I wanted a relationship, and just because we’ve had a good time together doesn’t make it a relationship. I know that. I don’t expect anything from you.”

“So you do want a relationship?”

“No. Not exactly.”

I cupped her glowing cheeks. “Ruby, you’re going to have to actually say what you mean here. You’re talking out of both sides of your mouth.”

She sighed. “I don’t mean to. I just mean this. I don’t expect anything from you. I’m not ready for it anyway.”

“What if I am?”

She arched her eyebrows, her eyes wide.

Had I truly just said that? Anna and I had broken up two years ago, and I’d had a few dates and one-nighters, but I hadn’t been looking for anything substantial. I hadn’t found it either.

But here it was now, staring at me with wide blue eyes.

Ruby Lee.

Detective.

Virgin.

Full of integrity.

Beautiful.

And bombshell sexy, whether she knew it or not.

“We don’t have to be looking for a relationship,” I said. “I never thought you expected anything from me. You’re not that kind of a woman. You know your own mind, and you’ve been taking care of yourself for nearly two decades. You’re amazing.” I stroked her cheek. “Why don’t we just take it one day at a time?”

She nodded. “All right. I just don’t want you to feel—”

I trailed my fingers over to her lips, shushing her. “I don’t feel anything but the desire to get to know you better. To spend time with you. I promise you’re not forcing me into anything.”

She nodded, puckering her lips and giving my fingers the softest kiss.

My groin tightened.

I could go again. But no condom. Not that it mattered. She was a virgin, and I was clean. But it was too soon, and I couldn’t ask her to suck me off. Her father hadn’t raped her, but I didn’t know what he had done. And now, basking in the afterglow of our mutual orgasms, was not the time to find out.

She yawned. “I’d better get back and get to bed. I want to hit the yoga class in the morning again, and then, instead of going to lift, I’m going to see if I can talk to Shayna. If she’s still here.”

“Sounds good. Yoga at six it is.”

She laughed. “You want to go again?”

“Sure. Why not?”

She laughed again. “Let’s see how you feel about it in the morning.”

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An elephant had stomped on me overnight.

I could barely move the next morning. My phone alarm had gone off at five thirty so I could shower before Ruby came to get me for yoga, but I was still lying in bed.

Fuck. Today was the wedding, too. I had to escort Ruby down the aisle.

I sat up in bed.

Ouch.

I moved my legs to the side.

Ouch.

I stood.

Fucking ouch.

I walked to the bathroom and reached out to turn on the shower.

Ouch.

I stepped inside.

Bliss.

The hot water pelted me, and I turned it even hotter and stood for a few moments, just letting it coat me. It was heaven on my sore muscles.

Yoga and a little weight lifting. This was the result?

I wasn’t out of shape. I was in damned good shape. I was very active.

What a wuss.

I couldn’t let Ruby see me like this.

Then I remembered her words from last night. Let’s see how you feel about it in the morning.

The little vixen knew.

I forced my body to move as I washed up and then stepped out of the shower. Bringing my arms above my head to towel off my hair was excruciating. I had barely struggled into my boxer briefs when her knock came at my door.

I groaned as I walked toward it and opened it.

“Morning!” she said, looking gorgeous and chipper as ever.

“Morning,” I said back through clenched teeth.

She held up the little cooler, presumably filled with protein shakes and water again. “Ready for yoga?”

“Sure.” I’d show her. I’d get through that hour on the mat if I had to wince through the whole thing. Which I’d definitely be doing. I quickly put on my shorts and muscle shirt.

Ouch.

“Great!” She grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.

I had to stop myself from groaning in pain. When we opened the door to the bungalow, we were surprised to see two envelopes taped to the door. One was addressed to me, the other to Ruby.

“I wonder what this is about?” I said.

“I’ve actually been expecting something. I would imagine the resort security and the local police want to talk to us. Shayna probably told them that we saw the three guys.”

“She didn’t know our last names.”

“It probably wasn’t too hard to look up all the Ryans and Rubys at the resort. We were probably it, and we’re staying in the same place.”

I nodded. Made sense.

She glanced quickly at the paper inside the envelope. “Yes, that’s what they want. They want us to come by at eight o’clock this morning.”

“Come where?”

“To the resort security office. There’s a map here.”

I quickly opened my envelope and confirmed what Ruby said. “All right. Maybe we should skip the yoga then?” God, please let her say yes.

“Why? We don’t have to be at the office for two hours. We can do yoga, grab a quick shower, and get something to eat.”

“I thought you wanted to try to talk to Shayna this morning.”

“If she’s still here,” she said. “And I can find out when we talk to the police this morning.”

Shit. Looked like I was in for an hour of torture.

After a ten-minute walk to the greenbelt, my thighs were really whining.

Herlinda was stretching. “Good morning! Nice to see you again. Grab a mat, and I’ll see if we get any more stragglers.”

Ruby and I both grabbed mats and set them down. Ruby began stretching. My muscles balked, but I was determined.

I did a few wimpy stretches, and soon Herlinda was calling the class to order.

“Let’s start with some deep breaths in the lotus position,” she said.

The lotus position? I pulled my legs into my body with a smile plastered on my face. Inside I was grimacing with pain.

Just breathe, Ryan. You can get through this.

I got through the hour but didn’t make it into all the positions. Ruby was concentrating, so I hoped she didn’t see what I was doing. I was sure Herlinda noticed, but she was too nice to say anything.

Ruby rolled up her mat at the end of class. “Ready to hit the showers?”

“I… I was thinking more along the lines of a hot tub?”

She smiled at me. “Anything you want to tell me, Ryan?”

“Nope.”

“Come on…” she teased.

Oh, what the hell. “My body feels like it’s been run over by a Mack truck.”

Ruby burst into laughter. As much as I want to be irritated with her, it was such a joyful sound I couldn’t help smiling.

“I had a feeling you’d be sore today, but you’re just too much of a man to admit it. I can’t believe you got through the entire yoga class.”

“Barely.”

She laughed again. “You’re a good sport. I like that. All right, the hot tub it is.”

I grinned. “Since we didn’t bring our suits, we’ll have to go over to the nude pool and hot tub.”

She dropped her mouth open.

I moved forward and pushed her chin up. “Careful. Lots of mosquitoes around here.” Then I took her arm and led her toward the nude pool and hot tub.

Because it was so early, the hot tub was vacant. We stripped our clothing, and she seemed a lot less inhibited now as we stepped into the warm water.

Heaven.

Ruby opened the cooler. “We’ll have to save the protein shakes for later. Right now, we need hydration in this hot water.” She removed two bottles of water and handed me one.

I opened it and took a deep drink. Cool, fresh water. Nectar of the gods.

I closed my eyes for a few moments and inhaled the rising steam. Then I opened them. Ruby was sitting across from me, her lovely breasts floating near the surface of the water. I chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“Here I am, in a hot tub on a nude beach, with the most beautiful woman in the world sitting across from me, and I’m too fucking sore to do anything about it.”

“You’ll be fine. We’ll have lots of time to do something later.”

Did that mean she was up for doing “something?” Hell, yeah. But would we truly have the time? We had decided to leave the resort early, tomorrow, after the wedding today.

I didn’t want to leave yet. I wasn’t ready to leave paradise.

But the arrangements had already been made. Still, we had today. Ten minutes in the hot tub and then a megadose of ibuprofen, and maybe I’d feel a little better. Hell, I had to take part in the wedding today. I’d better do something about the sore body.

We didn’t speak much, just relaxed and inhaled the steam, until Ruby said it was time to get out.

“Oh, come on. It feels so good.”

“Yes, but too much of a good thing is bad for you. Especially when it’s 104-degree water. It’s time to get out, get more hydration, go get breakfast, and then we have to go speak to the security and the police.”

Right. I’d almost forgotten. The hot water sure was relaxing. I stood and exited the tub like a decrepit old man.

“Did that help at all?” Ruby asked.

I looked at her, her beautiful body dripping. Damn, if I didn’t hurt so damned much right now… “It felt great while we were in there.”

“It will help. I’m sorry you’re hurting so badly.”

“Oh, yeah? Why didn’t you tell me this would be the result yesterday?” I smiled.

“You assured me you were in great shape.”

“I am. Look at me.”

She dropped her gaze to the floor. “I have looked at you.”

I walked toward her—ouch—and lifted her chin up so our gazes met. “I want you to look at me. I want you to see me.”

“All right.”

“I hope you like what you see, Ruby. Because I sure as hell like what I see when I look at you.”

Her cheeks reddened, and her gaze dropped again. My fingers still on her chin, I lifted it again. “Please. Look at me. I want you to. Don’t be afraid. Don’t be shy. We’ve been…intimate, remember?”

Though I had toweled off, I was still wet from perspiration from the heat of the water. My cock was flaccid as she raked her gaze over me.

“You are beautiful, Ryan. There’s no doubt about that.”

No woman had ever called me beautiful before. The way she looked at me, almost reverently, I knew it was a compliment.

“So are you. But I’ve told you that many times before.”

She smiled shyly. “We really should go get something to eat. Before we know it, we’ll need to meet the security guys.”

“Fair enough.” I put my clothes on, struggling to get into my shorts. Damn, those aching muscles.

“We should see if you can get a massage later today. Maybe before the wedding,” Ruby suggested.

“That’s a great idea. But only if you join me.”

“All right. After we talk to security, we can stop by the spa and see if they have any openings.”

I had been hoping she would offer to give me a massage. Hell, I’d love to give her one. If I weren’t in so much pain.