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SARAH SANK INTO THE hot tub in Ryan’s backyard several days later, smiling blissfully as the hot water surrounded her. It was dusk, the sun nearly all the way beneath the horizon, and the sky was a beautiful inky blue. Birds chirped in the air as they flew between trees, a light breeze blew, and the scent of charcoal wafted through the air.
Ryan sauntered over wearing only his swim trunks and climbed in beside her. “The grill will be ready in twenty minutes.”
“Okay. I might be ready to eat by then,” she said dreamily, leaning back and closing her eyes.
“I still have to grill the food,” he said with a chuckle, sliding over beside her and collecting her in his arms. She leaned back against him, letting his muscular arms wrap tightly around her. With Ryan behind her and the hot water surrounding her, she felt safer than she had in days.
He held her for a moment, and they sat there in contented silence. She’d told him parts of what had happened when she’d been kidnapped but had mostly wanted to forget about it and move on with her life.
“The admiral called me earlier,” Ryan said in a low voice. “I’ll face no disciplinary action for going after you.”
“Well that’s a relief. Stealing a U.S. Navy plane for your own means can’t look good on your record.”
She felt Ryan huff out a laugh behind her. “We didn’t steal it. I notified them we were leaving on a mission. The visiting admiral didn’t approve but said he wouldn’t stop me.”
“As if anyone could stop you,” Sarah teased.
“They couldn’t stop me from finding you,” he said, his voice growing serious.
“I should’ve told you about that guy Juan,” Sarah said sadly. “Morgan thought he was a little creepy, but I just figured he was a visiting tourist that liked having someone to talk to. You said we should all be careful, and I was anything but.”
“He was part of the ring,” Ryan said. “I couldn’t tell you before, but the recent mission the Alpha team was on involved that sex-trafficking ring down in Mexico.”
“What happened to that other woman, Alyssa? I got her contact info but didn’t feel like I should reach out to her yet.”
“She’s still in the hospital as far as I know. I’m sure she’d love to hear from you whenever you’re ready.”
“I can’t believe there are men out there evil enough to do that sort of thing,” Sarah said with a shudder.
Ryan tightened his arms. His lips brushed against her hair. “I thought I lost you.”
“I was willing to do anything to get safely back home to you.” She turned to face him, and he ducked down and kissed her tenderly. He smelled faintly of spice and man, and her heart fluttered. She opened her mouth, letting him take control and slowly thrust his tongue inside, and she gasped as arousal sparked through her.
They’d hadn’t been intimate yet since she’d returned—just held one another and snuggled in bed each night.
Her body was ready for Ryan’s touch though. She wanted—needed—him inside of her. She needed to feel safe and secure and to come apart in Ryan’s arms, the only place she ever wanted to be.
His large hand dropped to her breast, lightly kneading it through her bikini top as she whimpered. He paused a beat, breaking their kiss.
“Ryan, I need you. I’m really okay,” she told him quietly.
“Are you sure?” Ryan asked, gazing at her cautiously.
“Sure? Of course I’m sure. I want you to hold me, touch me. Make love to me. I want you to make me feel something good for a change. I was so scared and alone there—frightened I’d never get home and never see you again. I need you.”
He nodded, swallowing, and she saw his Adam’s apple bob.
There were depths of emotion in his eyes she couldn’t even begin to understand, but then he was kissing her again, tugging the ties of her bikini top free so she was bared to him. Her breasts bobbed above the water, and his eyes heated as he looked down at her.
Ducking down, he kissed the upper curve of one breast. Her hands flew to his head, running over his shortly cropped hair. Ryan lifted her onto his lap so he could suckle one nipple in his mouth. She gasped as his touch went straight to her clit, and she felt his erection growing beneath his swim trunks.
He licked and then lightly bit the taut bud, blowing gently to soothe away the sting. His hand rubbed and caressed her other breast, and she swore she might come from his touch alone.
Shifting slightly, Ryan freed his thick length. Sarah fumbled with her bikini bottom, somehow getting it off, and then he was lowering her atop of him right there in the hot tub. She gasped as his hardened cock filled her completely, and as her legs spread wide over his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck.
He was inside of her, filling her as she clung to him. Sarah wanted nothing more than to surrender to him completely tonight. Ryan was in control of everything—her desire, her pleasure. She was lost to his touch, completely surrounded by him, and there was nowhere else she’d rather be.
Ryan bucked up into her, causing her to cry out at the exquisite pleasure as he stroked her inner walls. He was so big and deep, she swore their lovemaking felt more intimate than it had ever been.
“Sarah, God Sarah...,” he murmured, his lips hot on her neck as he held her. Ryan thrust up into her slowly, sweetly, letting the erotic tension build between them. She moaned as he made love to her, knowing she could never ever get enough of this man.
Ryan bucked into her slightly harder, getting excited, and her inner walls clamped down around him, her silken arousal coating her folds. She was so wet and ready for him, so eager for him to push her over the edge.
She held onto him even more tightly, her breasts pushing up against his chest.
The feeling of her nipples rubbing against his skin was driving her crazy. They were pert in her aroused state, and every brush against his skin was sweet torture. His large hands slid to her ass, and as his fingers dug into her flesh, he increased the tempo of his thrusts, leaving her helpless in his arms.
His thick cock stretched her inner walls completely, and as he rubbed against her clit with every thrust, she cried out in pure pleasure.
She swore she began to see fireworks as Ryan claimed her, and when he wound her up high enough until there was no turning back, she finally exploded, screaming his name as she came apart in his arms.
Her thighs trembled around his, and she was thankful she was sitting on his lap so she didn’t completely fall over. Ryan hardened impossibly more, lifting her up and down his cock, and then he came as well, muttering her name like a prayer.
Sarah collapsed against him while they each caught their breath. The hot tub bubbled around them, and he stood, carrying her out of the water as she shivered in the decidedly cooler evening air.
His softening cock fell from her body as he walked, and then he was setting her down by the lounge chairs.
“Hell, the grill,” he said, looking over. “I totally forgot about dinner.”
“Well, nothing’s on it. It’s not like the food burned.”
Ryan grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her, drying her off as his brow quirked. “I just didn’t expect to make love to you before dinner in the hot tub. Not that I’m complaining.” He grabbed his own towel, wrapping it around his waist, and sauntered across the patio to put the food on.
Sarah followed behind him, watching as he put two burgers on for himself and a vegan tofu burger for her.
“What?” he asked, catching the expression on her face.
“I just thought the next time we were back here, we’d be married. We’d get back from our honeymoon, have all of our friends and family over, and celebrate again right here.”
“Well let’s do it,” he said.
“Do what?”
“Get married here. Have all our friends and family over. I don’t know if I can stomach another beach wedding anytime soon but nothing would make me happier than to make you my wife.”
“I don’t have a dress—” she cut off, tears filling her eyes.
“Hell, Sarah,” he said, stepping closer and pulling her into his arms. “You’re shivering,” he murmured, brushing a stray tear off her cheek as she looked up at him.
“Yeah. I’m going to quick throw something on before we eat.”
He nodded, his eyes searching hers.
“But let’s do it. Let’s get married here.”
His brows quirked. “Really? Because I know you had your heart set on a beach wedding. I’d marry you tonight if I could, but I want to do whatever you want.”
“I want to marry you,” she whispered. “That’s all that matters.”
She smiled through her tears, and he ducked down and kissed her again. “Then let’s invite our friends. We’ll pick a date, get a dress or whatever else we need, and do it.”
“Only if we hire a wedding planner this time. I’m not planning everything all over again.”
“It’s a must,” Ryan agreed, his eyes twinkling. He turned around and grabbed a spatula, flipping the burgers. “Get changed if you’re cold, baby girl. Dinner’s almost ready.”
