For a moment, she struggled to remember where she was. When she recalled, she felt a grin cross her lips. Glancing at the clock on the bedside table, she could see it was only a little past one in the morning. She had been with Ryan less than four hours and yet it seemed as if they’d lived a lifetime in just one evening. She still couldn’t seem to make herself believe they were lying together in a bed, completely naked and recovering from some of the most mind-blowing sex she’d ever experienced. “Don’t plan on sleeping, wildcat. The night is young.” “I wouldn’t dream of falling asleep.” She turned to face him and was surprised by the stern look that had taken over his handsome face. “I have to say, as far as subs go, you are probably the most ill-behaved one I’ve ever met. I seem to recall specifically telling you not to come without permission.” Ginny remembered his command and her immediate refusal. Shit, she would have exploded into a million pieces if she’d tried to hold back that orgasm.
