The Best Thing Yet by McKenna Jeffries and Aliyah Burke Read Free Book Online

pleased him but her words had made him realise he needed to let his intentions be known. The fact Arissa had accepted his words and gave him her contact information was a gift he would not forget.
    He stroked slowly into her. The hitch of her breath made a fierce pleasure fill him. Her loveliness only increased each time he was with her. Seeing her spread out below him, he vowed no other man would have her. Arissa was his. For the rest of the cruise and when they parted, he would show her they were meant to be together. He leaned over and kissed her.
    She dug her fingers into his shoulders. The clench of her pussy around his cock drove him on. With a jerking motion of his hips, he revelled in her wetness. Inhaling deep, he took in their combined scent. Arissa’s was exotic and captivating. Arissa tightened her legs around him as she came. Groaning, Deiter increased his thrusts. His sac drew tight then his seed pulsed out. Arissa moaned, arching as her second orgasm joined his.
    How would it be without condoms? At the thought, he slid his hands behind her head, raising her slightly, and kissed her hungrily. Arissa whimpered and returned his fervour with her own. His thrusts slowed as his release ebbed. Her vibrations squeezed his erection.
    Once they had calmed and he’d disposed of the protection, he pulled her to his side, cuddling her. He kissed her forehead. Arissa’s hand rested over his chest while her breath feathered the side of his neck. She moved her fingers lazily against his chest. Deiter breathed, enjoying just being with her. Her touch stilled then her breathing deepened. Closing his eyes, he went to sleep.
     
    * * * *
     
    “Come on, I don’t want to miss the class,” Arissa said.
    Deiter let her drag him as she rushed. He stifled a smile. Her enthusiasm was sexy. “I’m not the one who jumped the other after our shower,” he pointed out.
    Arissa stopped just before the door. “You enjoyed it.” She turned to him with an impish grin on her face. She raised her head back and Deiter leant down and kissed her. He deepened it as Arissa gripped his waist.
    She withdrew, shaking her head. “Uh, uh. You’re not making me miss this class. Come on.”
    Arissa pulled the door open and motioned him in. Deiter pouted and went. A hand smoothed over his ass. He glanced back at Arissa.
    “Later.” She winked.
    “Definitely,” he said.
    Arissa laced her fingers with his and pulled him along beside her to an empty table. The room was filled with lots of people, the noise level and excitement could be heard.
    “Are you ready to make some yummy creations?” A feminine voice cut through the noise.
    Deiter brought his attention to the instructor as she explained what they were going to do. People were focused on her, listening with rapt attention. Deiter glanced at Arissa. She had an intent look on her face. He returned to the instructor and listened.
    “Now come on up and take a sheet for what you want to make. Then go back to your table and just go with it and have fun. I’ll be coming around to help each of you with what you need,” the instructor said.
    “Stay here. I know what we’re going to make.” Arissa headed to the front of the room before he could reply.
    His eyes narrowed as he spotted the man from the pool. He tried to remember his name. “Tim,” Deiter said softly.
    Tim laughed and joked with Arissa, but they were too far away for him to hear. Arissa shook her head then gestured in Deiter’s direction. Tim glanced over and smiled thinly. Deiter stifled a smirk as Arissa walked back to their table. He looked away and noted Tim watched her as she walked. Tim met his gaze again and grinned then turned, going back to his table across the room. Deiter pulled Arissa against his side when she reached their table.
    “Don’t think I didn’t see the death glares you were shooting at Tim. He’s a nice man. And just for reference, I’m a one-man woman. I don’t do the possessive crap.” Arissa