Shane is sitting up in bed with his hands behind his head when I walk out of the bathroom. We were both soaked through by the time we got back to the hotel an hour ago, and even more so after when we ended up in the shower together fully clothed. Not that our clothes stayed on for long.
I take off my towel, grab one of his t-shirts from the drawer and pull it on before I walk to the bed.
He watches me with a wicked grin on his face. “There are no clothes allowed in bed. You should know that, Jessie. It’s the law here in Ireland.”
“Oh really?” I smile back. “And whose law is that? Ryan’s law?”
“Well, that’s the only one you need to concern yourself with, sweetheart. Now take it off.”
“But I’m cold.”
“That’s what duvets and hot chocolate are for.”
I glance over and see the two mugs of hot chocolate on the nightstand, each with tiny marshmallows floating on top.
“You made hot chocolate?”
“Relax, Hacker. I only poured water onto some powder,” he says with a roll of his eyes. “Now take off the damn t-shirt.”
Knowing this is an argument I’m not going to win, not that I particularly want to, I peel it off over my head and jump into bed. He wraps an arm around me and pulls the duvet over us both before he hands me a mug.
I wrap my hands around it and take a sip of the hot, frothy liquid. It has quite a kick. “You add your own special ingredient too?” I ask with a sigh as the chocolate and liquor warm my throat.
“Hmm. I might have,” he chuckles.
“Are you trying to get me drunk, Shane Ryan?”
He hugs me tighter to him. “Now why would I want to do that, sweetheart, when I only have to kiss your neck to make you wet?”
I nudge him lightly in the ribs and he chuckles. “You’re an arrogant asshole. Have I ever told you that?”
“Many, many times,” he says before he plants a kiss on the top of my head. “Doesn’t mean I don’t speak the truth though.”
I snuggle into him, sipping my chocolate. He does speak the truth. In fact, he doesn’t even have to kiss my neck. Just the way he looks at me has me a hot trembling mess.
“No sassy comeback?”
“No,” I say with a contended sigh. “Now what are we watching?”
He picks up the remote with his free hand and turns on the TV and Mamma Mia is on. “I love this film,” I shriek.
“Fuck no!” he snaps as he lifts the remote to switch over.
“Aw please, Shane. I don’t usually like rom-coms, but this one just does it for me. Please can we watch it?”
He groans loudly. “For fuck’s sake!” He tosses the remote onto the bed, but then he leans back, wrapping his arm tighter around me and resting his cheek on my head. “You owe me big time for this, Hacker.”
“I’ll do anything you want, Sir,” I purr as I snuggle against his chest.
“Behave!” he growls. “Or you won’t get a chance to watch the movie or finish that hot chocolate.”
“And why is that?” I whisper.
“Because your mouth will be otherwise engaged.”
The following morning, I lie in bed, still in an orgasm induced haze as I watch Shane dressing. He is going out for the day and I am once again confined to the hotel room. Not that I haven’t enjoyed a few days of relaxing, but I am easily bored.
“Maybe I’ll nip down to the pool today,” I say as I chew on my lip.
“You know I’d rather you didn’t leave the suite,” he frowns at me.
“I know you said that, but I get bored.”
“Call Conor or the twins. I’m sure they’ll keep you busy,” he winks at me.
“Oh, I know. But what about the rest of the time?” I sigh dramatically. “And I have a beautiful pink string bikini that I’ve still not worn.”
Shane glares at me. He is aware I have such a bikini, because he bought it for me. It is indecent bordering on the obscene, and I have no intention of wearing it anywhere other than at the rooftop pool back home in New York.
“You brought that here?” he asks with a frown.
“Hmm?” I screw my face up as though I’m deep in thought. “Actually, I don’t think I packed it.”
He arches one eyebrow at me as he fixes his cufflink. “Do you try and grind my gears on purpose?”
“You know that I do,” I grin at him.
He sits on the bed beside me and grabs my chin in his strong hand, his eyes narrowed as he stares at me. “You looking for another spanking sweetheart?”
“Well the one you gave me the other day was pretty tame. For you anyway.”
“Oh really?”
“Really,” I purr. “You know I can take much more than that.”
“Hmm.” He leans down and gives me a soft kiss on the lips that makes my insides melt like warm butter.
I snake my arms around his neck. “Stay with me today.”
“I would love to, but I can’t, sweetheart,” he replies with a frown as he brushes my hair back from my face. “I’ve still got plenty to do before we go home.”
“Anything I can help with?”
He shakes his head. “Not really. But I appreciate the offer.” He sucks in a breath. “Please stay in the room today. And then tonight, I am all yours. And if you want that pretty ass of yours spanked hard, I am very up for that.”
Heat surges between my thighs at the thought. “With your belt?”
“With anything you want, Hacker,” he growls as he kisses me again.
“Can we go out too? I know you’re going to let me drive that car some time, right?” I bite on my lip, trying to appear as seductive as possible.
“We’ll see,” he growls. “My uncle is in town. I’m hoping to catch up with him today. I’d like for you to meet him. Maybe later?”
“Is he as lovely as your Aunt?”
That makes him laugh out loud. “Lovely is not how I’d describe him, but he is certainly interesting.”
“I like interesting.”
“I’m sure you’ll like him,” he winks at me. “But I got to go.” He untangles himself from me and stands up. Grabbing his suit jacket from the chair, he shrugs it on. “Behave yourself and I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
“I’ll miss you,” I flutter my eyelashes at him.
He glares at me for a few seconds, those incredible green eyes of his ablaze with fire, then he stalks toward the bed in two strides and pushes me back, lying on top of me with the full weight of his body. He threads his fingers though mine and pins my hands either side of my head before he presses his lips over mine and kisses me so fiercely that my head spins. Our tongues swirl together and I spread my thighs wider so he drops between them. I feel his cock hardening through the duvet. I whimper into his mouth and it sends him into a fervor as he deepens our kiss.
When he finally lets me up for air he stares into my eyes. “I love you,” he whispers.
I blink away a tear. “I love you, too,” I breathe.
“I’ll see you tonight.” Then he kisses my nose and pushes himself off the bed and I watch his fine ass as he heads for the door and walks out without looking back again.
