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She swung her attention back to Ryan and her stomach flipped as he peered up from his phone. His curls were a little smashed and frizzed from being in his bunk. And she was pretty sure there was a faint seam across his cheek from his pillowcase.

She crossed the hall and dragged him down to her mouth. He made a startled grunting sound, then hissed out a breath as she palmed his cock.

“Colorado,” he said against her mouth.

“I—you. I need you. Now.”

“Here?” His eyebrows shot up.

She jerked down his zipper far enough to get her hand into the hole and fisted him. “I can’t…” She blew out a shaky breath. “I need it. You filling me up. The way you did that first night. In the Hummingbird. I’m so tired of thinking.” She covered his mouth when she felt the questions bubbling up inside him.

He liked to take his time. He loved to wind her up and hold her down until there was nothing but a blackness where pleasure ruled her head. Such a blessed quiet in that bliss.

She craved that right now.

She dragged him toward the bathrooms, but a woman rushed down the hall. Denver didn’t think too hard about what she was doing. That they could be caught or even worse, get tossed out of the damn restaurant.

Nothing mattered but that momentary peak.

She shuffled him farther down the hallway. A door was labeled storage and the knob gave when she tried it. Good enough. She dragged him inside, pushing his jeans down enough for her to get a full hold on him.

“Den. Holy fuck.”

As she went down into a crouch, a huge bag of rice bumped her shin. There were ventilation slats in the door letting in the dim yellowed light from the hall. “Hold the door,” she said, and then he was in her mouth.

Fuck, yes.

Filling her mouth and down as she took him deeper. Her vision blurred as the darkness took over. Shards of light seared across his lips and the scruff of his jawline. Enough that she saw what she needed. His gritted teeth and the bounce of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed.

She dragged her tongue along the underside of his cock and swirled around the head just as she knew he liked. She took him again and again, until veins and ridges bloomed under her lips. Until he was so tight, she knew she had him where she needed him.

Blind hunger thrummed between them and it activated his rough touch. The one she craved in the dark recesses of her mind. Places she didn’t understand, but instinctively trusted him to handle.

He wrapped her ponytail around his palm and dragged her head back until she had no choice but to look up at him. She couldn’t see his eyes. Not really. Just a glittering within the darkness.

Pieces that matched her own.

Pieces she’d never believed she would ever want.

She pushed thoughts of the past away. Ryan could dispel those ghosts. He was exactly what she needed.

Always would be.

She moaned around his length. He tipped her head back to feed his shaft deeper into her throat, until there was nothing but him and the surge of panic that came just before the quiet.

He pulled her off his cock and up until she was on her toes as he slanted his mouth across hers. Wetness and the salt of his pre-cum swirled into their kiss.

Instead of pulling back, he went and chased the taste. His other hand dug into her stretchy jeans, pushing into the low-rise denim that hugged her hips.

Her zipper popped and his fingers were there. Fuck, yes. Inside her, pushing. Invading. Stretching.

She tried to groan out a scream, but he swallowed it. His kiss just as desperate as his touch.

Her shoulder slammed into the rack along the side wall before he spun her around and drew her hands up over her head.

“Hold on.” His voice was little more than a hoarse rumble of sound.

She shivered and pushed back on him as he dragged her jeans down over her ass. He crouched behind her and his tongue delved deep into her pussy.

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