Trusting Sydney: The Temptation Saga: Book Six Read Online Free PDF

in time with her oral strokes. Soon the pulses began low on his shaft, and when his fluid shot into her mouth, she took him, relishing the creamy texture, the salty flavor.
    “That was amazing,” he said when she lay back down beside him.
    Happiness flowed through her. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
    He smiled. “I’d be happy to return the favor.”
    “I’d love it. But I’m famished.”
    “You want to get room service?”
    “They don’t have room service here,” she said. “We can run up to Rena’s and get some coffee and scones or something.”
    “Hmmm.” He rolled over and gazed at her. “Don’t really feel like leaving this bed anytime soon.”
    She laughed. “Neither do I. I think I have some granola bars in my bag. I can make the little pot of coffee too.”
    He grinned. “Sounds perfect.”
    After a quick breakfast, he made good on his promise to return the favor and brought her to orgasm twice. Then he thrust into her until they both came so hard, Sydney thought they’d created a sonic boom.
    God, sex is good.
    No. Sex with Sam is good.
    Not that she’d know much difference. A high school classmate had taken her virginity in a clumsy coupling. That was the extent of her experience, save for Sam. Didn’t much matter anyway. She couldn’t have Sam forever, and she’d never want anyone else.
    Now they lay together, their arms and legs intertwined, kissing each other sweetly and softly. If she continued kissing him for the next fifty years, she’d never get enough of those soft full lips. They licked each other, made love with their mouths.
    A knock on the door startled her. She jerked beneath Sam.
    He raised his head. “You want me to get that?”
    She shook her head, “No, I’ll take care of it.” It was probably her mother or father. She couldn’t let them find her here with Sam. How would that look?
    Course she was over eighteen. Wasn’t really their business. But still, they were her parents. They didn’t need to see their daughter enjoying the afterglow of incredible sex.
    She rose and retrieved her robe from the bathroom. Before she opened the door, she threw Sam his jeans. “Better put these on.”
    “Okay.” He took the jeans. picked up his shirt, and traipsed to the bathroom.
    The knocking pounded again. “I’m coming.”
    When she opened the door, her heart nearly stopped when she saw the familiar face.
    “What are you doing here?”

Chapter Four
    R odney Kyle stood before her , clad in a navy blue business suit. His blond hair was cut above his ears, and his blue gaze penetrated her.
    “I missed you.”
    Her nerves skittered across her skin. Now what? Sam is in my bathroom, for God’s sake. At least he was getting dressed. What time was it? She had no idea. Dawn had already broken when she awoke.
    Rod leaned in for a kiss. She turned her head and his lips slid over her cheek.
    “Some greeting,” he said.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just—”
    The whoosh of a toilet flush screamed in her ears.
    Rod’s eyebrows shot up.
    “My mother,” Sydney said, her voice shaking.
    God, Sam, please don’t come out of the bathroom!
    No such luck. The squeak of the bathroom door brought Sam into the room.
    His smile turned downward when he rested his gaze upon Rod. “Uh, who’s this, Syd?”
    Rod strode forward, brash and businesslike as ever. He held out his hand. “Rod Kyle. Sydney’s fiancé.”
    Sam left Rod’s hand in midair. He turned to Sydney. “What the fuck is going on here?”
    “This isn’t what it looks like,” Sydney said.
    She wasn’t sure which man she was talking do. Did it make a difference?
    She wasn’t in love with Rod. She’d planned to break if off with him after the rodeo. After she won a purse. Even if she didn’t. But how could she get Sam to believe that now?
    And how could she explain this to Rod? She’d hoped for an amicable parting. That wouldn’t happen now.
    Sam, though fully clothed, was clearly disheveled. What would Rod think?