He stood there in the moonlight, naked before her and she lost her breath. There was no one for miles, yet being outside in the night air had a delicious naughtiness that only added to the play of before. They were being sneaky and bad.
She loved it.
“Bonnie.” He said her name again, his voice strained with desire as he looked at her. She’d never felt so sexy in her entire life. Dylan could make any woman with a pulse feel sexy, but she also felt safe with him. Sexy and safe. It was a heady combination.
He reached for her, threading his hands through her hair as he kissed her. She tipped her face up to meet his, finding his lips and tongue. He was delicious. Everything about him tasted and felt good. His hands roamed down her sides, down to her backside, pulling her into him. She could feel how hard and excited he was.
If that didn’t make her feel wanted, nothing would.
She raised her leg, lifting it to wrap around him. She felt him surge against her, seeking entrance. He was nearly home free, and she wanted him inside of her. She needed him to complete her.
He knew what to do. Without letting her go, he slid into place. She sighed with contentment, then moaned as he filled her to depth she didn’t know she possessed. He plunged into her, and she held onto him for dear life. Every moment was a step toward heaven.
She couldn’t hold the position for long, though. As much as she wanted to be a sex goddess, she was only human and her balance only decent. She had a better idea, though.
She dropped her leg and stepped back, giving him a coy smile as she walked to the balcony. She carefully placed both hands on the white iron railing and then looked over her shoulder. His eyes dilated, and she could have sworn he started to drool.
His body was hot against hers as he found his way back to her. His heat and the New Orleans’ summer was enough to give her a fever. She moaned softly as he filled her, merging his heat with hers. The soft, warm breeze danced over the two of them.
Her knuckles went white as she lost herself to the pleasure only he could give her. He controlled their movements, and he knew what he was doing. Every motion, every inch was a little bit of heaven.
“Bonnie,” he growled, his voice primal.
“Do it,” she gasped. She was on birth control. She trusted him. She wanted this.
Together they flew. Together they flew over the edge into complete pleasure, losing themselves and finding the other. Everything merged. Everything was perfect for an indescribable moment of bliss.
Her knees were weak as she came down off her high. Dylan wrapped his arm around her, holding her up as much as keeping himself steady. He was her anchor in a spinning world of wonderful over-stimulation.
“You kill me,” he whispered, his breathing rough as he bent his head to her back. She stood up slowly and turned to face him.
His eyes were bright in the moonlight. Sweat glistened on his skin as his chest muscles flexed with every breath. She had thought she was satisfied a moment ago, but seeing him like this revved her engine to maximum yet again.
“You’re not dead yet,” she told him, taking his hand. “But I’m going to send you to heaven anyway.”
She led him back into the bedroom and dropped him off at the bed.
“Again?” he asked. He looked surprised and pleased at the same time.
“I guess those oysters worked,” she teased. “I plan on enjoying you just as much. We have all night.”
She knelt on the bed and licked her lips before leaning over him. She wanted to taste him now.
“I knew you’d like the food here,” he said, groaning as she did just that.
Chapter 30
Bonnie
Bonnie woke up the next morning to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. She was perfectly comfortable and didn’t want to move. At the same time, though, the idea of coffee sounded pretty amazing.
After a while, she finally opened her eyes. The sun was pouring in through the bedroom window, brightly illuminating the room.
It must be late morning, she thought. That’s weird. I never sleep in. Am I actually feeling relaxed for once, that my mind let me catch some much-needed sleep? If no, then this vacation is already the best thing I’ve done for myself in years.
She glanced over to the opposite side of the bed where Dylan had slept that night. He wasn’t there, though. However, there was something in his place.
Bonnie kicked off the covers and reached over to the other side of the bed. Folded neatly on top of the blanket was a beautiful sundress. She picked it up and let it unfold in front of her.