“You feel so good,” he said as he stilled, letting the sensation of being buried deep. Her inner muscles clenching around him.
“It will be even better when you start to move.” Narelle reached down and cupped his ass. He was more than ready to give her what she wanted.
“I’ll give you anything you want,” he murmured as he moved inside of her.
Talking and thinking weren’t a high priority for him. Moving was all that mattered. With every stroke, he lost a little bit more of himself. He was falling under her spell, and he couldn’t stop.
Tingling built at the base of his spine, signaling his release was imminent. He reached in between them and applied pressure to her clit. “Come for me,” he whispered against her ear and thrust faster.
Her inner muscles clenched tighter, as if his words were the trigger she needed as she shattered beneath him. He thrust another time before his own release slammed into him. He clutched her tight as the aftermath of their orgasms petered away.
Andy rolled over, keeping Narelle close. He would have to move soon to deal with the condom, but right this second, he didn’t want to. He wanted to savor the moment, because in a few hours, distance would separate them, and this night would be cast to a memory not easily forgotten.
Chapter
Four
Narelle gazed down at the sleeping man, her body still humming from his touches and what they shared, but it was only one night, and she really needed to get back to her room to pack for her flight. She was never going to see Andy again, and while that made her a little sad, she couldn’t be sorry for what she’d done. For what they shared. It was the perfect way to end her holiday. Better than perfect.
Leaning over, she brushed her lips softly against his, and his eyes popped open. “You’re going,” he said huskily, his voice deep and sexy from sleep.
“Yeah, I have to pack.”
He nodded, reaching for her hand, as if hewanted one last touch. She didn’t pull away, because she wanted it too. “It was amazing to meet you, Narelle.”
“You too, Andy.” She smiled, pulling her hand from his as she backed away from the bed and headed out the door.
She walked into her room, flopped on the bed, and threw an arm across her eyes, still not quite believing what she’d done. It was so out of character for her to spend a night with a person she’d only just met.
Now she understood what her friends were talking about with regards to one-night stands. Being with Andy wasn’t going to be easy to forget. The way he touched her, worshipped her. She’d never felt so precious or so alive.
Only, it was a step out of time. Nothing more, nothing less. A memory she’ll always keep tucked away to bring out when life got too stressful. Or when she was alone in bed.
Tomorrow, she’d land back in Perth and get on with her life. Her holiday would soon be forgotten. But the last few hours she would treasure forever.
Three hours later, feeling very sleep deprived, Narelle made her way down to the lobby ready to get into the car she ordered.
“Miss! You ordered a ride to the airport?” A young Balinese man came up to her, his expression open and friendly.
“I did, thank you.” She smiled gratefully when he took her case and led her to a car that was parked nowhere near the hotel entrance, which didn’t seem right. The light was dim in the area he led her to. The car should be closer to the hotel at this time of the morning. It wasn’t as though there were a number of people leaving and cars were lining up to collect them.
It was only her.
Narelle paused, the hairs on her arms stood to attention. Everything about this situation felt wrong. Her gut was yelling that she shouldn’t get in the car, because if she did, something bad was going to happen.
She wasn’t going to ignore her instincts.
Quickly, she looked over the shoulder, but there weren’t any hotel employees nearby that she could run up to. One thing was certain. She wasn’t going to get in that car.
If she missed her flight and had to pay an exorbitant amount to get another, she’d do it.
“Wait!” She rushed up to the man as he was lifting her case to put in the back of the car. “I just remembered I forgot something. Can I have my suitcase back?”
“I’ll wait. It’s not a problem.” He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes like the first one he gave her. His eyes darted left to right, and he looked a little anxious.
Another red flag for her.
“No, I want my suitcase, please.” Even though her insides were shaking, she stood her ground. Kept her voice firm and held out her hand. If she had to scream to draw attention to herself, she would. There was no way in hell she was going anywhere with that man.
