A Little Harmless Fantasy(39)

She shivered in delight. She had a few things she wanted to try and she hoped that Rory was up for it.

“Damn, it’s a good thing he’s not around to see that look. We would never make it out of the house tonight if he did.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Plus, for him, it is all about control.”

She snorted and dropped back on the pillow. “Nice of him to think of that now.”

Zeke didn’t laugh like he normally would. Or she would have thought he would.

When he looked at her, he was studying her with a very serious expression.

“What?”

He hesitated, then asked, “Are you sure that you are okay with this?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

He hesitated. “I don’t want you to think you have to do this to make me happy.”

“Do you think I would do that?”

“You might.”

“Are you happy?”

His lips twitched. “Yeah. Having the two people together I love the most, of course I’m happy.”

Her heart did that little jig whenever she heard him say that. He didn’t do it often, but before now, it had hurt so much. When everything had fallen apart and they realized they would be more friends than lovers, she hated hearing him say it. Knowing just how much he loved her, sharing this with him, seemed to make it so special.

“Then why are you worried?”

“I don’t want you to do it just for me. I want you to do it for yourself.”

She smiled. “Oh, I promise you, it was all for me in a way. Besides, you need to get over yourself. I might do a lot of things for you, but this isn’t one of them.”

He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her. Soft, innocent kisses, gliding over her mouth. He deepened the kiss. Her body came alive; her mind completely lost any train of thought. It had been two years since their first time together and he still could do this to her. He touched her and she was lost.

Within moments, the kiss turned hot and she couldn’t control herself. She rose up to deepen the kiss, trying to pour all her emotions into it. She straddled him. She needed the connection, just the two of them.

“This is allowed, yes?” she asked as she kissed him. His cock was already hard against her sex.

“Yeah, I would say so,” he said, a bit of humor and desire filling his voice.

She kept her eyes opened as she kissed him again. This time, it was slow, sweet and wet. Maura had said once that he made her toes curl every time he kissed her, and it hadn’t changed. That link was still there, still strong.

He reached over to the table and grabbed a condom. She took it out of his hand and sat up.

“I think I can help you with that,” she said smiling as she opened the package. Positioning the condom on the tip, she unrolled it. She took her time, caressing his flesh as she rolled it on his penis. He was groaning by the time she finished.

The power it gave her to do this, to give this to him, coursed through her veins. She raised herself up to her knees then took him inside her. He let her have her way for a few moments but he rose up, wrapped his arms around her and took a nipple into his mouth. As she rode him, she felt that connection grow stronger. She did her best to let him feel the love she had for him. Soon, Maura moaned his name as she came, her body convulsing with her orgasm.

She continued to ride Zeke and leaned down to kiss him.

“Come for me, babe, do it,” she said against his lips. She cupped his face. “I love you, Zeke.”

He thrust one last time inside her and came whispering her name as he did. He fell back on the mattress taking her with him.

Maura settled her head against his chest and felt herself being lulled back to sleep by the beat of his heart and the warmth of his body.





Chapter Eight





Maura loved the nighttime in Hawaii. She had access to decent beaches in Miami, although she preferred Kailua Beach to them, but the nighttime was truly beautiful. Zeke and she thought it best to take Rory down into the heart of Waikiki for the night. She liked to walk along the beach as the sun was setting and the tiki torches were being lit. And she loved the fragrant, balmy air. She smiled as Rory turned onto H-1.

“So, you haven’t thought of moving here now that your brother’s moved over here,” Rory asked.

She shrugged. “I don’t think so. It’s fun, I love the island, but I’m afraid that I would go stir crazy. I need change every now and then. If I can’t see fall foliage, at least I can fly to it relatively easily, I would be unhappy.”

“Where are we going?” Zeke asked from the backseat.

“I thought we could hit Ala Moana tonight. I’m in the mood for a pork ball.”

“I should have known. We haven’t been on the ground for 24 hours but you feel the need to grab one of those clusters of cholesterol.”