One Summerhill Day (The Summerhill Series Book 1) by Keira Montclair Page A

see his eyes were sparkling, and she was happy she’d thought to do such a little thing for him to show some appreciation for all he’d done for her.
    He closed the garage door behind him and followed her into her house, knocking the snow off his boots and taking them off at the door before hanging his jacket on the peg above them. Caitlyn leaned against her breakfast counter, her one candle arranged on the coffee table between her two couches.
    Ryan walked over and stood in front of her, setting the candles he’d brought on the counter.
    Caitlyn crossed her arms in front of her in an attempt to ward off the cold. Though she felt bad he’d gone out of his way to be here, the truth was, she hadn’t been this happy to see anyone in a long, long time. Ryan’s brown hair curled over the collar of his shirt, and she wanted so desperately to reach out and run her hands through it. The soft glow of the candle highlighted his strong jaw line, and the scruff of his beard. She ached to touch him, but she didn’t know how he would receive it after the awkwardness of this afternoon. It was just too dark to see him.
    She smiled instead. “Thanks for coming over.” The only thing she could hear was the howl of the wind outside and his erratic breathing. With one look, the brilliant green of his eyes just distinguishable in the glow of the candle, he lit her insides to a hot, raging flame of need.
    “I had to,” he whispered.
    She had no idea what he meant by that, but the heat of his body made her want to lean forward to absorb it. As he stood there, his gaze took a slow meandering journey down her body, pausing at her breasts long enough to cause her nipples to harden. She remembered she was braless when her erect buds brushed against the soft fabric of her sweatshirt. Thank goodness for the dark.
    “I’m sorry, you had to what?” she asked, trying to keep her voice level.
    “I had to come over.”
    The desire in his gaze made her want to shout for joy. Bring it on, Ryan Ramsay , was all she could think. The way he looked at her made her feel like one of the most beautiful women on the planet. Visions of a shirtless Ryan standing over her filled her mind. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She’d never wanted someone this way before; she’d never allowed herself to…
    He cupped her cheeks and kissed her, a deep, ravishing kiss that invaded every inch of her, assaulted every nerve ending in her body. Her body had turned from an icicle to a pit of fire as he ran his hands down her back and tugged her against the bulge in his jeans. He pulled back for just long enough to say, “I needed to kiss you the way you deserve to be kissed…I didn’t do it right before.” He devoured her lips again, teasing her with his tongue until she wanted to strip in front of him and melt to the floor in a puddle at his feet.
    Caitlyn tugged at his shirt, pulling it out of his pants. She wanted to squeal in delight as her hands met rock hard abs and then skated over a sprinkling of coarse hairs in the middle of his chest. She rubbed his skin, teasing him all the way up until she found his nipples and raked her nails across the tender tips.
    He pulled away from her, sucking on her bottom lip before he reached for her sweatshirt. His hand stiffened as he felt her nakedness, and he sighed in pleasure. “You shouldn’t leave those beautiful breasts out for me to feel like that. Now I want to see them, to feel how beautiful they are.”
    Caitlyn ripped her sweatshirt off and threw it across the room. “Here. They’re yours. Do what you want with them.” Surprised at her own boldness, she rested her hands on her hips giving Ryan a full view of her breasts.
    Ryan groaned and leaned down to take her nipple in his mouth while he cupped her other breast with his hand. Caitlyn cried out as he suckled her, knowing she was beyond the point of stopping now. It didn’t matter. She wanted Ryan Ramsay. And she didn’t want to