Illegal Use of Hands by Desiree Holt

Author:Desiree Holt [Holt, Desiree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Desiree Holt
Published: 2018-09-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The hardest thing, Kaitlyn kept telling herself, was lying in the same bed with Ryan, both of them close to naked, and not having sex. They’d been doing this for three nights and she was about to tear her hair out.

It was hard to miss the signs of his arousal, the big bulge at the front of the sweat shorts he’d decided to sleep in. But he’d apparently been struck by some sense of nobility because every time she snuggled the least bit closer to him, he rearranged them in the bed. Whenever she turned to face him, he stroked her cheek, brushed a kiss over her lips, then actually lifted her and turned her to face the other way.

“We have to be careful of your ankle,” he kept reminding her.

She wanted to argue with him but, despite the fact he’d taken extra care with her, for the first few days, every time she moved, the ankle throbbed. Sex would not be much fun under those conditions. Still, she’d had a hard time lying next to this man and not ripping off both of their clothes. But every time she turned over and her ankle bumped against him, the stab of pain reminded her what a bad idea sex would be right now.

Not fair. Not fair at all.

She couldn’t complain about her treatment, though. For three days he’d been carrying her around like a princess, even going so far as to rig up a seat for her in the shower and bathing her and washing her hair. Now there was an exercise in self control. Having his soap-slicked hands sliding over her body made every nerve fire and every hormone do a staccato tap dance. But Ryan was not unaffected, either. She was happy to note that his hands trembled as they coasted over her body and touched her in intimate places.

She had to give Ryan mountains of credit. The man kept her occupied each day, supported her back and forth to the bathroom, made sure she iced her ankle, and fed her acetaminophen. Dinner was usually takeout. Tonight it was Chinese food, which they ate on the back porch.

If nothing else, she got her fill of looking at him. Who wouldn’t feel good looking at the sexiest man she’d met in a long time, with his sculpted, muscular body, his dark bad boy hair touching just below the neck of his T-shirt, and that uber sexy dimple at the corner of his mouth that winked whenever he grinned.

She’d certainly never expected to meet anyone like this during her enforced isolation, or become intimate with him the way they were. She hated to think that at some point it would all be over and she’d probably never see him again. At least she could enjoy it while it lasted.

Each morning he carried her out to the back porch and fed her breakfast on the little table. Made sure her tablet was charged each day so she could read while he went out for his run.

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