Dirty Little Secrets by Erin Ashley Tanner

their joined bodies moved in a frenzied manner, each seeking their own release.
    Ava’s sides were starting to hurt where Marco clutched her so tightly but she didn’t care. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but finding her release. Gripping his shoulders even tighter she rode him harder and harder until her release claimed her. Her body constricted around him, milking him for all he was worth. She collapsed against him, no longer able to hold herself upright.
    Marco grabbed her and pumped into her so fast she feared falling off his lap and then he was groaning his release out loud. His hand freed her hips and fell weakly to his sides. They stayed together that way, their pants filling the silence of the room. Ava shook as she tried to manage sitting upright. She stared down at Marco. She could see the faintest sheen of sweat on his forehead. His eyes watched her.
    “Not bad,” he said. “Not bad at all.”
    “Not bad. Do you know how long it’s been since I—” Ava caught herself. There was no reason to tell this man all of her business. He was a stranger. A stranger with a really big cock.
    “It’s been a long time since you were with someone. I know. I can tell.”
    “Then perhaps you could refrain from making comments like that,” Ava snapped.
    “I was only teasing you. Didn’t want to boost your head by telling you that just might be the best I’ve ever had,” Marco said.
    He hoisted Ava into his arms and walked down the hallway to the bedroom.Once there, he sat her on the bed and removed her shoes and dress. Then he turned back the covers and tucked her into bed naked.
    “Stay,” she said.
    “I intend to.”
    Ava lay back and watched Marco as he undressed. She bit her lip when he stood before her nude, except for the mask. She was almost tempted to tell him to take it off. Almost. But no, she enjoyed the anonymity the masks offered them both.
    But his body… Broad shoulders, muscled chest, tight abs. The man had been made to pleasure a woman. She turned back the covers inviting him into bed with her. The bed dipped beneath his weight as he climbed in next to her. Unable to help herself, she grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. She could feel her wetness still on him. He said nothing. He simply lay there, arms above his head, letting her have her way. Soon it happened. He rose in her hand, hard and thick. Without a word, Marco rolled on top of her and thrust inside. Ava’s legs wrapped around him, eager to have him once again.

Chapter Thirteen
    Rolling over, she reached for the space beside her and found it empty. She stretched and winced. Her legs were sore as was the place between them. Obviously it had been a lot longer than she thought.
    She sat up and looked around. Her room was quiet. It appeared that she was alone. Good. She needed a breather after the night she’d just experienced. Marco took stamina to a whole new level. She’d lost count of all the ways he’d flipped and turned her body as he sought to please her. Honestly, she probably could be fine without sex the rest of their time on the yacht, but there was no reason to waste a good thing. Which brought her back to wondering where Marco was.
    She pushed back the black comforter and jerked the black sheet around her waist. As she did, a piece of paper fluttered beside her. Ava picked it up.
    My insatiable temptress,
    As much as I enjoyed watching you sleep, the temptation to wake you and begin again was too strong so for a few hours I am letting you rest, but be assured that I will return and be ready to pick up right where we left off.
    Marco
    Trying to ignore her new aches and pains, she pulled the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her. Getting up, she surveyed the room. For the first time she noticed a small closet. Walking over to it, she opened it and found her suitcase and carry-on bag.
    She pulled her luggage from the closet and placed it on the bed. Well at least I can have a break without that mask on. Ava