Sweetness, he said

by Starr, Jude

  He laughed. “Very funny, Ariel.”

  “Indeed, Thor.”

  He smiled sleepily. “Good morning.”

  “Good morning, sexy.”

  He ran his hand through my messy hair.

  “How come your hair is perfect when you wake up and mine resembles a hay bale?” I complained.

  “You are perfect, just like Rapunzel.”

  “Alright, alright, Hunstman.” It was my second reference to the actor, Chris Hemsworth and I figured it might not go unnoticed, but it was true – they both had similar features.

  His eyebrows rose suspiciously. “Chris Hemsworth? You have a thing for him, don't you?”

  My face flushed, beet red. “He looks a lot like you.”

  “You’re nuts. Come here.” He opened his arms for me to lie against him. “What do you want to do today?”

  “Work on my tan, maybe some skinny dipping?”

  He grinned. “Oh, really?”

  “Yeah. We're alone here. We would be foolish not to take advantage of it.”

  “What about right now?” His lips danced on the hollow of my neck.

  “Please.”

  Naked under the white cotton sheets, his strong arms swooped me up and over his shoulder and he hurried outside and into the light blue water of the ocean. Before letting me slide into the water, he gave me a small spank on the ass and I giggled.

  “Why do you always do that?” I questioned. Not that I minded.

  He shrugged. “It’s something I like.”

  My toes entered the water first and next thing I knew, the level had reached up to my waist as Calvin let me gently down into the water. “I love it here, it's beautiful.” Palm trees stood high around the beach line, colourful flowers surrounded us and the beach was to die for.

  “I knew you would like it. I'm glad I brought you here, kitten.”

  “Come here, Hemsworth.” He gave me an irritated stare. “Don't worry; I'll be screaming your real name later.”

  “What about now, sweetness?”

  My mouth had gone dry; I knew he wouldn't play nicely this time. He’d been holding back since I’d been injured, but I was fully recovered now.

  “Come here.” We were standing less than two feet apart. I took the step separating us and he pushed my hair back over my shoulders, revealing my breasts to his gaze. “Now that’s better.” A tiny smile appeared on his lips.

  His hair was loose and fluttering with the sea breeze. I could totally see him in a sunscreen commercial or even better, as a swimsuit model. Except he wasn't wearing a swimsuit. I blushed when he grabbed my behind. His erection was already pushing against my belly.

  “I wish I could read your mind, sweetness. It kills me when you blush and I don’t have a clue why.” He acted as if he was about to kiss me, and my eyes closed automatically. I expected to feel his lips on mine, but it didn’t come. I opened my eyes again and stared at him with a question in my eyes. “You’d better not be thinking about Chris Hemsworth,” he warned playfully.

  I snorted. “Nah. I was just thinking about how hot you are, and how hot you make me.”

  “Much better.” He started walking out of the water, holding my hand. Droplets of water slid down his beautiful ass. I made a vow there and then, to live here forever, because there would never be a more gorgeous sight than Calvin walking out of the water butt naked. “Stop staring, sweetness.” I lifted my gaze to his and he had that sexy, no-nonsense look on his face. The one which created a dozen fluttering butterflies in the pit of my stomach.

  We had lounge chairs which were kept beneath a shady hut and Calvin insisted we use them daily. Only because once we were done and sated, we were too exhausted to move anywhere else.

  He stopped by one of the chairs, holding my face hostage between his palms. His thumbs rubbed across each side of my face, as he kissed me, slowly, almost as if he only intended to tease me. I tried to deepen the kiss, but he pulled away. “I love you, Iris, with all I have, all I am.”

  “I love you too, Calvin, always.” I pressed my lips to his and he deepened the kiss, taking control of the situation. The sun was already burning against my golden skin, small drops of sweat forming on my back.

  “Hold on a second.” He ran inside the house and return with a glass of ice. I didn’t think anything of it because of how hot it was.

  He placed the glass of ice beside the table and we laid down on the chair together, his body over mine. Calvin clearly enjoyed the accessibility of my bared breasts.

  “I love touching you like this; your skin is so soft. The reaction your body has to me, it turns me the fuck on. You arch your back when you want me to touch your breasts; you angle your neck towards me when you crave my lips on you. It makes me want to suck your skin hard and leave my mark on you. And I love the way you always circle my waist with your legs when you want me.” His tongue played, encircling my nipple. “I can read the signs, sweetness.”

  “I hope you can read them all, now, because I’m about to spontaneously combust here.”

  “We aren’t in a hurry, kitten. It’s just you and me and a couple of lizards.” He joked, slipping an ice cube into his mouth. “There is no way I’m letting you combust, without trying to stop it.” Calvin sucked on the ice cube before putting his mouth back on one of my nipples.

  The cold sensation of Calvin’s tongue compared to the warmth of my skin and the piece of ice touching me every now and then was unbelievable. Holding the cube between his teeth, he let it melt onto my skin as he moved up and down my body.

  “Calvin,” I groaned.

  “We have all the time in the world, sweetness,” he said. “But I do want to take you now.”

  I loosened my legs from around his waist and within seconds he was plunging himself deep inside me. He stayed motionless once he was buried to the hilt, he didn’t move. Instead, he snatched another cube of ice from the glass and popped it into his mouth, and then he kissed me, savouring my lips and the ice slipped from his mouth to mine and back again. I left my mark on his back with my nails when he reached for another ice cube and rubbed it against my body. Calvin loved to make me wait for what I wanted, and the ice was a nice distraction.

  He pulled out, only to push back in with full force. I yelped at the sensation of sudden fullness. “Put your hands over your head, sweetness. It appears you are losing control.”

  “No, no, Calvin.” Shit! “I’m sorry. I have to touch you, baby.” Touching him meant everything to me; I hated it when he ordered me to keep my hands off him. I brushed my fingers against his back delicately, and he shivered.

  “Sweetness,” he moaned against my lips before kissing me deeply.

  Every one of his moves made me feel good. The way he touched my curves, I had never felt so sexy. Calvin’s hand pressed against my hips, holding me in place while he pulled in and out of my body. I responded to him, a warm feeling spreading under his hands and electrical prickles building up in my lower regions. I caressed Calvin’s ass, held him close to me and matched him thrust for thrust.

  With the heat surrounding us, we kept our movement to a minimum. That being said, I loved how slow and soft Calvin was with me. My senses opened up to him, everything my body and mind was going through intensified tenfold. He reached deep into my sex and teased me with his tongue, licking around my ear lobe. He murmured sweet words to me in a sensual voice.

  “How do you like it now, sweetness?” he questioned.

  I couldn’t bring myself to speak, but I responded with my body, pushing against his and he groaned into my neck.

  “You, Iris, are an absolute turn on this morning.” The tempo of his thrusting accelerated and his thumb rubbed against my clit.

  My heart started beating faster. I fisted my hands in his long hair, holding on to him tightly. He rubbed himself against my breasts and my nipple puckered even more, the sensation of his skin against mine pulling at something low in my groin. The reactions of my body came together strongly, there was no way of s
lowing things down now, I couldn’t control anything anymore.

  “Come for me, sweetness,” he begged, breathlessly.

  The pressure on my sex and his lips against my collarbone had me reaching my peak. I screamed his name, just as I said I would. The force ran throughout my body like a cacophony of lightning and thunder. God! It feels so good! Calvin pumped even hard, determined to come inside me before my own moment died. He seemed determined he wanted to experience this with me.

  “Fuck, yeah, sweetness!” He came deep inside me, and the warm liquid filled me. He let his full body weight relax onto mine. The chair was definitely too small for the two of us but we wouldn’t have it any other way.

  “I love you,” he said, smooching my lips.

  “I love you more.”

  “You have no idea how much I love you, because I love you to infinity. It’s impossible to love more.”

  I grinned. “Are you really ready to fight over this, Banks?”

  “Hartwell, there’s no reason to fight. I love you more, end of,” he said, all business-like.

  We laughed and relaxed under the hot morning sunshine.

  “Someday, you’ll be my wife and I’ll spoil you, love you and do anything to make you happy.”

  “You already do that, baby.”

  He offered me one of his charming and seducing million dollar smiles. “Well, then, it’s only a matter of time.”

  -THE END-

  Acknowledgment

  First, I want to thank my editor Debbie Williams for her hard work and the many hours she spent trying to figure out what my brain was thinking. I’m sorry. I know this one wasn’t easy but we made it through.

  I also want to thank my beta, Danielle, for reading this story chapter by chapter and giving me feedback. Your help is so welcome and valued. You’re the one giving me hope while I write.

  Tracey and Tami for the help and support as I worked on the manuscript and for the final proofread. You are a diamond, trust me.

  The awesome cover made by JC Clarke, she is one talented designer and it was a pleasure to work with her.

  A huge shout out to the bloggers and everyone who shared the cover reveal and release. Your help is tremendously appreciated.

  Thanks to Sandra, Simone, Lisa, Gracie, Laura etc… without you all it wouldn’t be the same. Your friendship and support means the world to me.

  And the people (my stars) part of my street team, you all deserve a huge squishy hug.

  Love you all,

  Jude xox

  Who is Jude Starr?

  Jude Starr is a pseudonym for an Amazon Bestselling Author of five previous books.

  Jude Starr is an author who writes from the heart, and reads with passion and devotion. Jude enjoys stories of drama, true love, tattoos, and everything in between. While writing is her therapy, reading is her solace. Life doesn't get better than books and chocolate, and maybe a little bit of shopping.

  A romance lover, Jude writes about love, pain, heartbreak and matters that will challenge your heart. A book can tell an unexpected story, no matter which directions it takes. Jude embraces words that have haunted her for years.

  Jude is a working mom who dedicates her time to a law firm and writing books. She has an energetic five-year old superhero son, and a supportive boyfriend of thirteen years. Her family is her rock; she could not survive without them. Born a country girl, she transformed into a city woman who now lives in Montreal, Canada. Although French is her first language, Jude decided to write in English because she liked the challenge.

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