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  Bennett wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and give her a personal one-on-one reminder. Her screech preceded her rushing by him into her bedroom. “Oh my God! I can’t believe… I’m so embarrassed. Figured it would be you who saw this.”

  She more muttered to herself than spoke to him and he let her vent it out. She held her hands out to the sides and said, “Forget you saw that.”

  He crossed his arms. “Not on your life.”

  Bennett entered her bedroom as she flipped up the edge of her bedding, hiding the vibrator. Her face flamed red as she turned back to him.

  “Why not?”

  “Why is that something I would want to forget? A fucking sexy siren and her vibrator. Hell no. I’m holding on to that memory.”

  “And what will it cost me to make you forget?”

  He smiled and stepped closer. “Nothing, although if you’d like to give me a firsthand memory, I would think on that one more.”

  Her eyes flared wide and she closed the rest of the distance between them. “This isn’t going to make things weird between us when you come to the bar, is it?”

  “Why would it?”

  Holy fuck, she smelled like midnight jasmine. Her scent wafted around him, embedding into his skin and soul.

  “Boys can get possessive when they fuck a girl.”

  He pulled her tight, splaying his hands along her back. “One, I’m not a boy, I’m a grown ass man. Two, I’m not fucking a girl. I’m sleeping with a woman. Three, ah, who gives a fuck.” There was no point in him pointing out some women got crazy as well. He slanted his mouth over hers and the groan from her mouth met his own.

  Soft, pliable lips parted beneath his assault and she purred. Right against his thrusting tongue. It went straight from there to his cock where it wrapped titanium around it. He gripped her shirt and yanked it up allowing himself access to her smooth skin.

  Women weren’t this soft, he didn’t know what she did to get this satiny smooth. All he knew was he approved whole heartedly. Her ferocity matched his, pound for pound. She dug her fingers into his waist anchoring herself to him. He approved.

  Nipping her lower lip as he broke the kiss, he backed away just enough to rip her shirt over her head. She stood before him, a lacy bra covering what he wanted free and accessible to him.

  Next to him, she was tiny and he felt more protective of her than usual. He settled his hands on her shoulders, pushing them along her skin, bringing the teal straps of her bra along for the ride. His mouth watered as he envisioned having her in his mouth, teasing her nipples, tasting her skin.

  She watched him carefully with her green-blue eyes, not stopping him, but he could see hesitation behind the raw lust. Making himself slow down, he reined back in his control.

  “Anytime you aren’t comfortable with this, you tell me.” His words were gruff but understandable. It may kill him, but he would stop if that’s what she wished.

  She shook her head. “Only thing I’m not comfortable with is how you’re wearing more clothing than I am. I’ve wanted you for a long time, Bennett.”

  “Fuck, Smash, I’m trying to go slow here.”

  “We could always do slow later. You know, once the edge is off.”

  The strings holding up his control broke. Snapped clean away and he drew her tight to him, not wanting any space between them. Claiming her mouth once more, he slipped his hands to her waist and undid the snap of her jeans.

  She arched into him, pressing those firm breasts deeper against his torso. Ellie copied him, undoing his pants but before he could push hers down over her hips, she’d wriggled her hand down the front of his and curled it around his dick.

  “Ahh fuck,” he called out, bucking his hips, pushing himself deeper into her touch.

  “That’s the general idea.” She fisted him, stroking him within the confines of his jeans.

  Not to be outdone, he cupped her core and yanked her pants down with his other hand. Sliding her panties to the side, he dragged a finger up along her lips before entering her with two. A nice slow push and he was seated inside her heat.

  “Shit,” she moaned.

  He worked his wrist, fucking her with his fingers. Words escaped him for the moment. He’d known she’d be hot and tight, but this? Nothing had prepared him for that. If she was like this around his fingers she was going to choke his cock. Yeah, that’s what he wanted.

  “Shirt off,” she panted as he flicked his thumb along her clit.

  He yanked it over his head with one hand. She worked him free of his pants and purred again as she stared at him. Her hand pale against his darker skin an amazing turn-on. Her lips were parted and her breaths came short and fast.

  “Ellie.”

  “What?” She tipped her head up to capture his gaze.

  He didn’t want to talk anymore. Bennett took control of her mouth once more and lifted her off her feet. While the move took her hand from his cock, he would find a way to survive. Stepping on his pant legs, he stumbled until they fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and partially removed clothing.

  They separated for moments while divesting themselves of the rest of their clothing. He cursed his boots as he untied and kicked them free so he could be naked. Finally, she was back in his arms. He rolled them so she was beneath him as he settled between her legs. The head of his cock bumped her wetness.

  Then she had a hold of him once more, moving his shaft up and down along her slit.

  “Waiting for a personal invitation?” Her voice was low and throaty.

  “Want you ready.”

  “I’ve been ready since you walked into the bar tonight.”

  Thank God.

  “Put me inside you.”

  She didn’t argue or make him wait any longer. Ellie lined him up to her entrance and he surged forward, sinking fulling within her velvet heat. He held still for a moment before lowering his head and kissing her skin where her shoulder and neck met.

  “Oh yes,” she sighed. “Yes. Finally.”

  He smiled and nipped her skin as he cupped one breast before starting to thrust within her. Slowly he moved as she rocked beneath him, rising to meet his forward motions. She hooked her legs behind his back, allowing him deeper penetration.

  Kissing his way down her neck, he laved attention on her breasts. Her moans grew as he sucked, nibbled, and raked his teeth over her. She wrapped her hands in his hair, holding him there.

  Her grip was hard and unforgiving. He loved it.

  “Faster,” she begged, tugging on his hair. “God, please.”

  He listened. Rising up again, he pounded into her. The bed slammed into the wall behind them with each powerful thrust of his hips. Her cries grew as she came around his cock. He didn’t slow as her internal muscles flexed around him, milking him for all he had to share.

  Jaw clenched, tendons tight in his neck, Bennett came with a low roar. He nearly fell on her, he had nothing left to hold himself up. She’d taken everything from him. And he’d willingly give it to her again. As many times as she asked for it.

  She trembled beneath him and he kissed her, coaxing her tongue to come out and play. As they let their heartrates calm, he made slow love to her mouth until once more she was squirming beneath him, whimpers growing louder as she moved her hips.

  Still buried inside her, he grew hard again and began stroking once more. Gentle this time, building up the need until they both burned with it and couldn’t do anything but let it burn and run its course.

  Dragging out his movements, he growled his approval when she reached between them and added her touch to his cock as it slid in and out of her.

  She came again and shuddered in his arms. This time, he rolled them over and put her on top. Ellie didn’t hesitate or become shy. She placed her hands on his chest and rode him. Used him how she wanted, setting her own pace and speed. Bennett lay there, hands holding her hips as she closed her eyes and found what she needed from him. He ran his gaze over her.

  Fuck, s
he was stunning. Her creamy skin flushed from her desire. Lithe and fit. By his left thumb he saw a tattoo and another near his right thumb. They bore looking at later. Right now, he had something else in mind and she was driving him insane.

  Hours later they lay together, tangled in her bedding. Ellie lay mostly on top of him, her head resting on his shoulder and straddling his leg, pressing her nearly bare pussy against his thigh. He dragged one hand up and down her back, moving over the bumps of her spine as they lay entwined. She slept, soft snores escaping as she breathed deeply.

  He was fucked. He didn’t want to leave. She’d done something to him during this exchange. Sure, he’d always had a thing for her, but he’d chalked it up to being nothing more than lust. Now that the edge had been taken off, he realized he was wrong. It went way beyond lust.

  Chapter Two

  Ellie didn’t want to get up and move. Not in the slightest. Cracking her eyes open, she stared at the clock, six in the morning. She’d been sleeping for almost two hours. Pushing up, she yawned and stared over her double bed. She was the only one in it. No sign of the hunky ex-SEAL who’d done more than deliver her wildest dreams.

  Her body tingled with the memories of what they’d shared. Cracking her neck, she slipped from bed with every intent of heading to the bathroom when she saw that damn vibrator sitting on the corner of the bedside he’d been on. Next to it sat a folded sheet of paper.

  Next time.

  Those were the only two words on the sheet, and goosebumps exploded along her skin.

  Dancing a little jig, she chuckled. “Next time.”

  She cleaned up and put the blue beast away before going out to the kitchen to begin breakfast. As it cooked, she swiped her phone and dialed her friend in Kansas.

  “Piper’s Pastries.”

  “May I speak to Piper please?” She flipped her eggs in a basket.

  “One moment.”

  The hold music was horrid and she made a mental note to tell her friend to change it stat.

  “This is Piper.”

  “Hey, stranger.” She smiled at the sound of her best friend’s voice. “Aloha, Pipes. You busy or do you have a minute to give me some advice?”

  A sharp squeal. “Ellie, of course I have time for you. What time is it there in Hawaii?”

  “A bit after six. I know it’s after eleven there, are you okay to talk or should I call you at home later?”

  “Talk. I was just thinking of you. How are you?”

  She killed the burner and slipped her food onto a waiting plate. Eggs, toast, bacon. Essentials.

  “I’m…” Her body flushed at another reminder of her night with Bennett.

  “Oh my God,” she gushed. “You got some.”

  “What? How would you even think of saying something like that. I never said that.”

  “Didn’t deny it either.” Another squeal. “Tell me all about it. Who is he? How was he? And when are you doing it again?”

  She poured herself some juice and took everything to the table. “I never said that. Are you even listening to me?”

  “God no. You get off work after two your time and yet here you are up at six. That’s not very much time for sleep which means there’s something on your mind. Ergo, sex.”

  It didn’t make any sense and yet it completely did when one knew Piper. They’d been best friends since they met in kindergarten.

  “Fine.” Swallowing some juice, she spun her fork on the table. “I slept with a guy from the bar.”

  “I know that’s not your way of telling me about it. I want the nitty gritty. The dirty details. All the spine tingling, toe curling orgasmic details.”

  And she wanted to relive them.

  So she told her, and while Piper howled with laughter about Big Blue Beast, she ate some food, not saying a word because it wouldn’t be helpful. Not for herself or what remained of her dignity.

  “Oh… Oh my God. You actually left it out on your bed?” More howling laughter. “Even I know to put mine away.”

  “Fall out of your chair and hurt yourself,” she snipped, sucking crumbs off her thumb. “And I’m not mentioning the fact you are saying you have one and use it.”

  Piper gasped, and despite herself Ellie couldn’t help smiling. Her friend was such an upbeat human being. It was hard not to smile around her. She effervesced joy.

  “I never said I used it, that’s neither here nor there for this discussion. Now, tell me about the hunk.”

  Dishes in the sink, she walked to her bedroom. “He’s an ex-Navy SEAL, and honestly I haven’t a clue what he does now. I see him most nights of the week.”

  “Is he an alcoholic?”

  “Not to my knowledge. He nurses his drinks and doesn’t do a lot of them. Truly, I think it would take a lot for a man his size to get drunk.”

  “Ohh, so he’s big. Is that only in frame or does that apply in all areas?”

  “All areas,” she admitted. Her nipples strained against her bra and she fought the urge to touch them, to see if she could alleviate the need.

  “Damn you. I may have to come for a visit if they are like that down there.”

  “You definitely need to come down. There are a lot of military men around here.”

  “Not looking for one on a permanent basis but, you know, to knock out the cobwebs would be nice.”

  “Yes, I suspect the town hasn’t changed much and you don’t have a lot of variety there.”

  “Nope. Not at all. Now, tell me why you’re calling, I know it wasn’t to rub my good Midwestern girl nose in the fact you’re out there having wild crazy monkey sex and I’m not.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Better be. So, where is he?”

  “I don’t know. He was gone when I woke.”

  “Ahh. So, what’s the plan when we see him again?”

  “I don’t have a game plan, Piper. He’d been nothing but a fantasy for so long, I don’t know how to behave in real life now that he’s seen everything I have.” Doubt began to creep in.

  “Stop it!”

  Jerking from the ferocity in Piper’s tone, she blinked. “Stop what?”

  “Thinking about Trevor.”

  Despite the warmth of the tropical paradise she was in, a cold chill settled over her. The mere mention of her ex-husband had her gut in knots.

  “Hard not to. He did a number on me both physically and mentally.”

  “Emotionally too, but he’s out of your life. You got away from him and moved on. You’re succeeding, Ellie. Don’t you ever forget that. He was wrong that you wouldn’t amount to anything without him. Be proud of what you’re accomplishing.”

  “Some days I wonder if he truly is.”

  “I can’t, nor will I, pretend to understand what it was you went through with him or what you’re going through now getting over him. You’ve been there for five years, seven months, and twenty-two days.”

  “Wow, you have it down. Keeping track of hours and minutes as well?”

  “Give me a minute and I can give that to you. You’re my best friend and left here, of course I’m going to know how long you’ve been gone.”

  “Love you too, Pipes.”

  “I know you do. And you should because I’m flat out amazing.”

  “Won’t ever have an argument from me on that.”

  “Go find him, Ellie.”

  She stood in front of the mirror and stared at her reflection. Good book hunting clothes. “No. I’m sure I’ll see him tonight in the bar but right now, I’m heading for my walk then I’ll be in bookstores.”

  “Have you rented an apartment for your books yet?”

  “No,” she quipped. “Not yet. Give me time.”

  “Do me a favor, okay?”

  “What’s that?”

  “Don’t let Trevor’s memory ruin what you could have with this man. Not looking to debate this. Just think about it and have a wonderful day. I have to jet but we’ll catch up soon. Don’t forget to put Big Blue Beast away. Then aga
in, perhaps he’d like to use him with you when he stops by next time. Love you.”

  Just like that, Piper was gone.

  “I will get you here one day, Pipes. And you’ll see it like I do and not ever want to leave.”

  Grabbing her essentials, Ellie left her apartment and went out to begin her day. She loved it here in Hawaii and couldn’t imagine going back to Kansas. Not for anything.

  αβ

  Bennett ran a hand down his face, wiping off the water that sluiced over his skin as he balanced his arms on his board. There wasn’t anything he loved more than early morning surfing. Okay, not true, but it ranked high up on his list.

  What he did last night with Ellie ranked higher still. Pushing himself up onto his board with an easy lift, he straddled it and just sat out there on the water, enjoying the sun. A few others were out but they didn’t bother him, keeping to themselves.

  He rocked on the board in time with the waves that rolled beneath him. Eyes closed, he just allowed himself to be in tune with the world around him. This was what he missed when he’d been in the service, the early mornings like this, where it was him and the ocean.

  He’d suffered in the desert when he’d been there, it wasn’t his kind of environment. And he’d relished his time off when he was allowed to travel home to this island. His home.

  Leaning forward, he paddled slowly, allowing the water to push him along toward the shore. Before his feet hit, he slid off the board and carried it up to where he’d left his towel. Board in the sand, he bent for his towel and got rid of the remaining water from his skin.

  The sun warmed the grains beneath his feet and his back. He hefted the board and returned to his truck and stored his things in the back after he rinsed off the saltwater. Bennett hopped behind the wheel and thought again about the woman he left lying there in her bed.

  His cock stiffened within his swim trunks and he rubbed the heel of his hand against it before sticking the keys in the ignition. He lowered the window and breathed in more of the sea air.