On His Terms (22 page)

“You
are doing all the right things.” She lifted her head and tilted it back. “And
yes, this time it was you speaking your mind.” She ginned, and he couldn’t help
it. He dipped down and took her mouth with his.

Rian
knew this woman was it for him,
and what a fucking incredible feeling.

****

Two months later

It
had taken two months just to clear his schedule in order to take this trip, and
fuck had that been a long time to spend with the woman that he loved. He lay
under a palm tree, the sand between his toes, the towel beneath him not hiding
the heat that came through the ground, and the view in front of him giving him
major wood.

Sorcha
was walking out of the water, her long black hair in her hands as she wrung it
out. She wore a bikini, and her curves were bursting out, causing his dick to
get painfully hard, and having the only thought in his head at the moment be
him taking her under this tree. It was a private island, rented out only to
people who could afford it, and for the next fourteen days it was just the two
of them. She stopped a few feet from him, and the look on her face told him she
knew exactly what he was thinking about.

“You’re
insatiable,
Rian
Hartford.” She moved closer, stopped
when his toes touched her feet, and grinned.

“How
about you ease my suffering?” He cocked an eyebrow, and grabbed his erection
through his trunks. “In fact, I think for the rest of the trip we should be
those nude sunbathers I heard about.”

“No
way do I want my
jiggly
parts hanging all out in the
open, getting burned.”

He
grinned. “I like your bits hanging out.” He pulled his shorts down and stroked
himself.

“You
know, those six months of working for you I would have thought the man sitting
in front of me right now was nothing more than a wishful thought.”

“I
should take offense to that, but you’re right, and I’m horny, so I won’t
argue.”

She
reached behind her and undid her top, and let it fall to the ground. Her huge
breasts shook slightly, and when she got on her hands and knees the mounds
swayed from side-to-side. She crawled over him, being the one in control at the
moment, but he was okay with that. He liked her thinking she had power, and
although she did to a point, in the end it was him that fucked the hell out of
her. “You know you can be an arrogant bastard, but the only reason I put up
with it is because I know how you really are,” she said right by his mouth.

“And
what is that?” he asked, looking at her mouth and wanting to kiss her silly.

“Sweet
and gentle, slightly transparent with your emotions when you trust someone,”
she said the last part softly.

“I’m
only like that with you, baby.”

She
smiled, and it was one that he knew she believed him, that what he said was the
God’s honest truth.

Even
if he did keep his cold, hard and domineering attitude toward others, with
Sorcha he showed her another softer side. She was the only one that had made
him see who and what he really was, and that he didn’t need to be a
motherfucker all the time. It had started that week he had her, and over time
she’d kept showing him that a good woman could make a beast of a man human.

“You’re
only like that with me,” she said with a
smile,
and an
almost distant, whimsical note in her voice.
“Because you
love me.”

He
grinned, grabbed her
behind the back of the neck, and
pulled her forward for a kiss. After several long seconds of kissing her
senseless, he whispered against her mouth, “Only with you, baby. And yes, I
love you so damn much it makes me think one of these days I’m going to wake up
and realize this is all a dream.” And with that he pulled her on top of him,
wrapped his arms around her body, and told himself he would never let her go.

The End

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