by Kait Gamble
She burst out laughing. Why did it have to be Logan that made her feel so happy and carefree?
He wrapped his arms around her, a big grin on his own face.
“Now this is my idea of a vacation. I’ve got you, an island, five-star accommodation… This is paradise.”
It was nice to hear, though she was pretty sure that she could be substituted with any other woman.
Instead of focusing on the strange feeling that thought left in her gut, she concentrated on the sensation of his solid body against hers.
“I’m liking the muscles.”
He laughed. “You make it sound like I was a wimp back then.”
“Not at all. You’ve just filled out.” And he looked better than she’d imagined. He’d obviously been working out. But for whose benefit?
The pang of jealousy gnawed at her. The thought of another woman with Logan didn’t settle well, even though she knew what was between them had been over for years. What they shared now was purely physical and nothing more. There was simply no reason she should feel one way or the other about anything to do with Logan.
“What’s the matter?”
“Aren’t you worried that we might get caught? We can’t have that much time here alone before someone else discovers this place.”
He wiggled his eyebrows at her as he tugged her closer. “We’d better get to the fun bit then.”
Jackie clung to him as he stepped into deeper water, using his superior height to his advantage. Not that it was any hardship for her.
He was hard against her. Jackie clearly felt his erection already huge and ready.
She wrapped herself around him, gripping his hips with her thighs, bringing him in contact with her aching core.
“Not going to beg?” The joke left her lips on a sigh.
Logan gripped her hips and slid himself against her. The delicious friction sent shivers of delight skittering up her spine.
“If you want me to beg, I’m more than willing.”
The thought of Logan begging her had its merits. “Please do.”
He lowered his head to kiss her neck. The hot, open-mouthed caresses heated her skin, radiating waves of pleasure from the spot his lips touched.
“Please…”
Logan captured her lips before he repeated the move, grazing her intimately with his cock.
“May I…?”
He licked her bottom lip before sucking it between his and gave her a kiss she felt from the top of her head down to the tips of her toes. Logan drew his head back as he butted the head of his cock against her slit.
“Fuck you until you come screaming in my arms?”
Oh God.
It was on the tip of her tongue to say yes. It would have been so much easier to let her body do the talking and just to sink onto him, but he wasn’t wearing a condom. And even worse, there were faint voices approaching.
Logan must have heard them too, because he pushed her toward the shore. “Head to the cave.”
Jackie didn’t have to be told twice. She swam as quickly as she could and dashed onto the sand and into the dark hollow in the mountainside. Peeking around the rock, she watched as Logan reached their clothes, snatched them up and ran along the beach to join her.
The whole situation was just so ludicrous she couldn’t help the giggles that bubbled out of her. Only with Logan did things like this happen to her and for some reason it was fun, exciting.
Logan dashed in, snaring her by her waist then holding her tight against him as he scanned the scene for the newcomers. It seemed another couple had the same idea as Logan had.
The other pair reached the beach and quickly stripped down. The slightly paunchy man dragged the fiery-haired woman into the water with him. They didn’t waste any time as they started exploring each other. He clumsily pawed her breasts and ass, not that she seemed to mind. She giggled as if he was making her day. They got about waist deep before he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist as they kissed passionately.
While it was obvious that they were about to witness an X-rated scene, neither Jackie nor Logan moved away.
As she watched the other couple’s heated embrace, she felt Logan’s renewing interest against her ass. He grazed his teeth over her shoulder then dragged his lips to her neck. Logan nibbled lightly on her earlobe before kissing his way down to her shoulder blade. His touch was light, dancing over her skin, coaxing goosebumps all over her. Excitement shortened her breath until it came in quick pants.
She heard him rummaging through their clothes a second before he dropped them. Then the telltale sound of a condom wrapper tear as he sheathed himself. Were they really going to have sex while watching another couple? The decadent thrill sent shivers skittering through her. The closest they’d come to doing this in the past had been watching themselves in a mirror. That had been hot. This? The naughty buzz only added to the heat already flaring deep inside her.
He closed one hand around one of her breasts, kneading gently while he glided the other down her side, then he changed its trajectory to cup her mound. Jackie spread her legs, allowing him better access, and Logan immediately sought her clit, rubbing small circles.
Jackie’s legs wobbled, and she had to bite her lip in an attempt to keep her cries quiet.
“You think he can do the same to her?” Logan rasped. “Do you think he can make her squeal and tremble just by using his fingers?”
It wasn’t until then that Jackie realized her eyes had closed as she savored the pleasure his touch evoked. The other couple were back on shore now and were engaged in very passionate sex as the water lapped at their legs.
Logan slipped his fingers inside her, crooking them as he drew them out only to plunge them deeply again. “Do you think he can get her just as wet as I get you? That he can make her legs unsteady with just a touch?”
She doubted it. Jackie watched the other woman arch under the man. She clearly enjoyed what he was doing to her.
The head of Logan’s cock grazed her ass as he pressed it between her legs and slid into her with a series of short thrusts, eliciting gasps from Jackie each time.
Logan’s voice was heavy with lust. “He’s not working with what I’ve got, but she seems to like it well enough.”
Breathless, Jackie arched back against him. She didn’t care what the other two were doing. All that mattered was reaching her goal of a shattering climax. Now.
“Think I can get you to come before he can get her there?” He withdrew almost completely before he thrust hard, drawing another mewling cry from Jackie.
Think? She knew she would. A few more thrusts and the continued toying of her clit would get her there in seconds, if he would stop playing around, and he knew it.
“Logan, please.” The words came on a moan. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, magnifying each impact.
Logan chuckled as he lowered his head to the crook of her neck. “I love it when you beg me.” His thrusts were languid, though deep and penetrating.
Jackie’s breath caught. She wound her arm around his neck, anchoring his lips in place. “Shut up and prove you can out do that guy.”
With a chuckle, he moved in earnest now, his driving strokes rocking her entire body.
As predicted, the pleasure crested quickly and spiked after only a few strokes. Fireworks exploded behind her eyelids as she cried out. The sensation was too great. There was no way she could contain it. Nor did she care to. Logan clamped his hand over her mouth as he pushed her over the precipice and continued to drive into her, seeking his own release.
His pounding rhythm compounded the sensations propelling her to another orgasm more devastating than the first that racked her from head to toe.
Behind her, Logan groaned as he thrust deep, jerking his hips as he sagged against her.
It took a long while for her vision to clear and for her to come back to herself. Logan held her gently, keeping her from collapsing against the rough stone. It had been hard and
fast and amazing, so Jackie wasn’t prepared for the laughter that rumbled through him.
“What’s so funny?” Was he amused at how easily he could make her come? She immediately sought her clothes.
Logan took her hands, ceasing her movement. “Look.” He pointed at the scene on the beach.
The other couple had already gotten most of their clothes on and, from the scowl on the woman’s face, she hadn’t quite gotten what she was looking for. The slumped shoulders and sheepish apologetic look on the man’s face filled in the rest of the story.
She dropped her head to Logan’s shoulder as she tried to hold back the laughter. “That poor woman.” She probably had sand in some terrible places and without the payoff of an orgasm. That would rankle just about anyone.
Not every man was Logan in the sack, and didn’t she know it.
They got dressed in silence and waited until the other couple were long gone before leaving their hiding place.
Jackie seemed to be deep in thought but he didn’t want to ask what she was thinking. Whatever it was didn’t seem good. If there was anything he remembered about her it was that she liked to be left alone to brood.
He simply took her hand and held it loosely as they walked a meandering path back to the hotel. So far their reunion had been surprising. There had been a time he hoped they would come together again and this had proved to be everything he had hoped it would be. But there was something else lurking beneath the surface, and he knew he had to be careful or he’d find himself falling for her all over again.
Sex in the cave had been hot. The other couple showing up had been completely unexpected, but it hadn’t dulled what had happened between them. Not that he’d anticipated anything less. But simply seeing what had transpired between the other two drove home just how good things were between Jackie and himself.
At least that one part of their relationship. He couldn’t let himself forget what she’d done to him. That this whole thing was about getting revenge and eventually closure on the Jackie chapter of his life.
Another thing he had to make sure was that she didn’t fall for him as well. As much as he hated what had happened between them and her part in it, the more time spent with her reminded him that she was a truly good person. He was torn between wanting revenge and just walking away.
They had a few days left. Did he really want to lose out on more time with her? Who was he kidding? He didn’t want to miss out on some stellar sex.
He was already getting hard again just thinking about the word in conjunction with Jackie.
“What do you have planned for today?” Logan sincerely hoped it had something to do with him and varying degrees of nakedness.
“Nothing, really. I had wanted to explore some more and maybe spend some time in my pool.”
Her pool, huh? “Want company? I haven’t got much to do either.”
“Didn’t you say you were here on business as well as for the wedding?”
Damn. She was right. One night with Jackie and his brain had already turned to mush. He looked up at the sky. The sun was quite high, so he assumed it was nearing noon. He smirked at Jackie. “I… Yeah. I do have a few things to take care of this afternoon, but I can meet you afterward.”
“Sure.” She frowned. “I forgot. Caroline said something about the bridesmaids meeting at the spa today, so if you can’t find me, I’ll probably be there.”
Logan nodded. “Great. See you later.” He leaned in to kiss her on reflex but stopped himself, feigning picking something out of her hair. “You had a bit of something.”
The smile she gave him looked forced. “Thanks.” Jackie let go of his hand, leaving him staring at her ass and the way it swayed as she walked.
He rubbed the back of his head. She was amazing.
* * * *
Logan hurried into the meeting room after having returned to his room for a quick shower and change of clothes. He hated being back in a suit, especially in the heat and humidity. Thankfully, as far as he knew, they were going to stay within the blissfully air-conditioned building.
The men he was to meet were already there. The one at the center of the group noticed him first and parted the small crowd to greet him with an extended hand. “Logan. Good to see you again.”
“Mr. Foster.” He shook his hand then those of the other men one after another.
“We were just going to go down to the bar. This room might be perfect for a board meeting, but I prefer a more informal setting.”
“Of course. And you’ll get to see some of the hotel at the same time.”
Bradley Foster strode ahead leading the pack of suits through the hall and into the foyer. He paused and looked to Logan.
He smiled and took the lead. “Follow me.”
It grew into a true grin when he walked into the bar and saw the spot where he and Jackie had danced the night before. He quickly wiped the expression off his face and turned to the men. “Here we are.”
“Excellent.” Foster waved at the bartender and pointed to a nearby table. He received a nod and he led the way.
They each took a seat, made their orders and got down to business.
“So, Logan, you handle the security for this resort.”
It wasn’t a question.
Logan nodded. “I designed the system, yes.”
“Impressive.”
The waiter appeared and distributed the drinks, putting a pause on their conversation for a few moments. The guy smiled and headed back to the bar.
Logan was the only one to order a non-alcoholic drink. The reason behind it wasn’t because he was in the middle of a business meeting—he could handle his drink as well as anyone at the table—but he wanted to be hydrated and ready for his meet-up with Jackie later.
If anyone noticed his choice of drink, no one mentioned it.
“We have a resort planned and it will need a great amount of security. We foresee a playground for the wealthy and that requires a certain amount of discretion as well as reassurance of their safety. After what we’ve seen here so far, we certainly consider you to be a forerunner for the position.”
“Thank you.” Logan was gratified that his work had finally put him on the map. After years of chasing down prospects and convincing them that he was the one for the job, they were finally coming to him. “I assure you that if you choose me for the job, you will be nothing but happy with the result.”
There were nods and smiles from around the table as the men settled back to talk and drink.
“We’ll be staying for the next few days to get a feel for what you do. Look around and whatnot. We should be able to make our decision by then.”
“Great.”
The conversation turned to chitchat and Logan found he wasn’t nearly as interested as he should have been in what they were talking about. He couldn’t focus on them when his mind kept wandering back to Jackie.
She had mentioned the spa. All the things they could get up to in there were mind-boggling. Logan pieced together a plan that would enable them to do just that.
* * * *
Jackie lay prone on the cushioned table, her face in the little hole, as she listened to the relaxing music. Caroline and the rest of the women had opted for facials while Jackie had figured a massage would do her wonders. Not that the fantastic sex she and Logan had been having had had a detrimental effect on her physically. But she needed a break from all the stressing out over what she had been doing, about the man himself. Over their past. Over what the hell she was doing with him.
She didn’t want to admit it, but the attraction to him was stronger than ever. And the sex? Even more mind-blowing. And now she was becoming addicted again. She just needed to take a moment and get a grip on reality.
They didn’t have a relationship. They were two consenting adults having a good time and nothing more. She had to remember that. Jackie couldn’t afford to lose herself in him again. A little perspective was all she needed.
She’d spent pretty mu
ch the entire time in the spa so far obsessing over it. All the giggling and gossip over mani-pedis did little to distract her.
So Jackie had snuck away for a massage.
The door opened.
“Miss Pennington. Sorry for the wait, we’ll start in just a moment.”
“That’s fine.”
“Are you comfortable?”
“I am.” If it wasn’t for the thoughts running rampant in her mind, she probably would have fallen asleep by now. Between the heavenly scents, the music and the cushy table, it was perfectly relaxing.
“I’ll start with your legs and work my way up. If anything is uncomfortable or if you would like me to stop for any reason, just let me know.”
“I will.” She let her eyes drift closed as his hands closed over her legs and gently began kneading her tense muscles.
Slowly, he made his way up her legs. First the right then the left. He carefully and expertly manipulated what felt like every muscle in his path.
Jackie couldn’t help the sigh that escaped. The man’s hands were magic and only slightly edged out Logan’s by a hair.
What would it be like to have Logan massage her? For his size, he was gentle with her, unless they were both in the mood for something a little rougher. He’d given her the odd backrub here and there, though the chemistry between them was so incendiary that almost every occasion had quickly escalated into something more before he could make it away from her torso.
She imagined his strong hands would have no problem smoothing away any aches and pains.
As the masseur’s ministrations traveled higher up her thigh, she envisaged they were Logan’s. His caress would get lighter, more teasing as he reached the curve of her ass. Logan would slide his hand over it. Maybe he would grip it. Or perhaps he would be in a naughtier mood and he’d give it a light slap.
Jackie squirmed a little at the thought. An ache grew between her legs. She could only hope that the man wouldn’t notice.
He worked on her thighs a little longer, probably having picked up on her tension. All she could think was that if Logan had been there they would make good use of the oils and the table. She imagined him behind her as he pressed her face first into the table, impaling her from behind. In another scenario he was under her, gleaming from the oils as she rode him.
