Knowing there were no ready answers, she decided to use her time doing something else. She reached out and glided her hands up his sculpted abdomen, loving the feel of his hard and muscular body. Then she lowered her hand to cup Kaegan. The feel of her fingers wrapped around his engorged penis did something to her. Made a rush of desire spike within her. Kaegan Chambray aroused her in ways no other man could. She knew that for a fact. She had tried fighting the attraction but couldn’t deny it. Nor did she want to any longer. So much for one-and-done. Her being here in his hotel room now only affirmed another fact. He was more than just in her system. He was in her blood. With that realization, she had to whisper his name. The same name she’d whispered the first time they made love and all the times after that.

“K-Gee...”

Saying his name heightened the beat of her pulse. Before she could draw in her next breath, he lifted her up and she automatically wrapped her legs around his waist.

CHAPTER THIRTY

KAEGAN DOUBTED THAT he could make it to the bedroom, so he decided to not even try. Instead he backed her up against the nearest wall. Leaning in close, he captured her lips, loving the way his tongue slid inside her mouth, and then kissed her the way he’d dreamed about last night.

The feel of her hardened nipples pressing against his bare chest fueled his sexual hunger. At that moment, he wanted to mate with her with a ferocity that overrode his senses. He deepened the kiss and ravaged her mouth with all the passion he possessed and then some. Her taste had the ability to rile him to new heights, fill him with a need that only she could extinguish. She could create a greed in him that only she could feed. Bryce was his pleasure food.

In reality, she was his everything, and tonight he intended to show her how much. When they returned to Catalina Cove, there would be no talk of one-and-done, or two-and-through. Tonight would start the beginning of something that ten years of heartache or heartbreak couldn’t destroy. They had done things her way and now they would do things his.

He had no choice. His shaft was throbbing to get inside of her, connect with her flesh. Unlike before, he wanted to be skin-to-skin. He pulled back, dislodging their mouths. His tongue seemed to jerk in protest to the point where he bit back a growl. The eyes that locked with his were now a turbulent brown, annoyed that he’d ended the kiss. But there was something he had to know before he showed her the action between them was just beginning.

“Are you still on the pill?” he asked, fitting his fully aroused shaft in the cradle of her thighs.

“No,” she said in a breathless moan. But before his heart could plummet in disappointment, she said, “I started taking injections six years ago. Remembering to take a pill every day became a nuisance.”