Kendall Ryan - Craving Him

Guiding her mouth to mine with one hand on her cheek, my other hand went to the back of her neck to untie the strings to her top. Once I freed her of the top, the naughty little thing began writhing in my lap, thrusting her chest out to rub her nipples over my skin. She was so sexy when she took control like this. I loved her confidence.

Emmy’s eyes flew to mine. She felt my arousal nudging against her. The thin bikini bottoms were the only bit of fabric between us and provided little in the way of a barrier.

“I want to get you pregnant,” I whispered in her ear before giving the lobe a gentle bite.

Emmy’s eyes met mine. “Are you serious?”

“Completely.”

A slow, lazy smiled overtook her mouth.

I moved aside her bikini bottoms and pushed one finger slowly inside her. She was soaking wet. I positioned her so that each thigh was beside mine and lifted her up to meet my erection while my eyes met hers.

I pushed inside, entering her slowly, letting her feel every hard inch of me invade her. I wouldn’t rush tonight.

I watched her take me in, her breathing coming in quick pants and her eyes slipping closed.

“Open them,” I growled.

Her pretty gray-blue gaze locked with mine and she began riding me slowly, swirling her hips and rubbing her chest against mine.

“Shit,” I cursed, gripping her hips but letting her use me just how she wanted to.

She slid up and down my length, increasing her speed, and my head fell back against the side of the hot tub. She was too much.

“Emmy . . .” she needed to slow down or I was going to lose it. And there was no way I was finishing before her.

“I’m gonna . . .” she panted, arching her back. Her tight walls pulsed around me and her nails bit into my shoulders as she clung to me.

Pushing deeply into her one last time, I exploded, filling her as I came.

When we’d finished I cradled her in my arms, letting the warm water lull us into relaxation. I held her as our heartbeats slowed, lightly caressing her skin. “I love you, baby,” I whispered, burying my face in the crook of her neck.

She pulled back a fraction to meet my eyes. “I love you, too,” she murmured.

“I know you do. You make me feel like I can do anything, be anything. Like I’m whole. Thank you for loving me despite the millions of reasons not to.”

“I’ve always loved you. Right from the very beginning, even when I knew I shouldn’t.”

I pushed the wet locks of hair back from her face to meet her eyes. “Good girl, Mrs. Shaw.”

Emmy climbed from my lap, rearranging her bottoms but leaving her top floating in the water. I opened the champagne and poured us each a glass.

“Cheers.” I raised my glass to hers.

“To?”

Hmm. I thought it over. “Sex in hot tubs. Dirty texts.” I took her hand, lacing her fingers between mine. “And love without end.”

A pretty smile uncurled on her lips and she clinked her glass to mine. “Sounds perfect to me.”

I have to thank Heather Maven for her keen eye and incredibly honest feedback regarding this story. She helped transform it into something filled with much more angst, and all together better. Thank you to the dear Kylie Scott, fabulous author of new adult romance, who when I email her begging for a critique, always sets time aside to read my horrible first drafts. Thank you lovely.

My darling husband who wholeheartedly supports everything I do, thank you, baby, for listening so attentively when I complain about my characters misbehaving or my word count not cooperating, and understanding when I turn on the light in the middle of the night and begin frantically scribbling in my notebook. You’re made of awesome.

Lots of love to all my fans, I am so grateful for your support, for reading the stories that flow from my head. You make this possible. Thank you isn’t enough, but it’s all I have. THANK YOU!!!!

To my super-agent, Jane Dystel, who has been with me since the very beginning. I’m grateful for all you do to advocate for me and my books. Thank you to my editor, Jhanteigh, and the entire team at Atria for working with me and so patiently answering question after question that I threw at you.

Thank you to Christine and Denise at Shh Mom’s Reading who’ve been supporters of mine from day one. You guys go above and beyond with blog tours and keeping every last detail coordinated so I don’t have to. You are truly professionals and I adore you. I’d also like to give a special shout-out to Flirty & Dirty Book Blog and the Rockstars of Romance; though I’ve been fortunate to receive great support from numerous blogs, these two stand out as major advocates and it’s not gone unnoticed by me. Your support has been exceptional. It means the world to me, ladies! Thank you.

Thank you to my amazing family for standing by my side and always supporting what I do. My support network and friends, author Zoey Foster, Ellie, and my street team, Kendall’s Kinky Cuties, thank you for always cheering me on.