Kayla’s eyes widened, and she glared at Jordan, his smile just the perfect picture of innocence. “You are such an ass,” she said as she slapped his chest playfully.
“No, Kay, remember? I’m an ass man.”
“Oh, God,” Steve mumbled, and this time Jordan laughed. “That’s certainly more info than I wanted.”
“Here.” Jordan handed Kayla’s drink back to her. “I’m going to head out to the water for a dip. You two talk.” He waved his hand as he headed toward the ocean. “Or whatever it is that you people do.”
Steve shook his head in amusement and dropped down on the towel next to her, his eyes raking over her curves, sending a shock of desire through her veins. “Nice swimsuit.”
She smiled seductively. “You’ve seen it before.”
“Yeah, but that day you were taking it off, so I was more interested in what lay beneath it as opposed to the suit itself.”
She chuckled and settled next to him. “What did you find out about the plane,” she asked before taking a sip of her drink.
“They’ll be finished with it tonight and we can head out first thing in the morning.”
Kayla nodded and glanced back out at the ocean. She didn’t want to go back. She wanted to remain here, keep the relationship she had with Steve. Why in the hell did she let herself fall in love with him?
“So what’s this fantasy you have?” she asked.
He moved his gaze around the beach. Several women stood at the bar a few feet away, and he nodded toward them. “You know. I’ve always wanted to have a threesome.”
“Really?” She turned to study the women, her brow creased in thought.
She didn’t like the idea of sharing him at all, but since he’d catered to her fantasy, should she to his? Could she really watch him touch another woman? Her stomach knotted at the thought, but she kept her emotions to herself for now.
*
Steve frowned slightly. Kayla’s reaction wasn’t quite what he had been expecting. It wasn’t indifference, but it wasn’t excitement either. Maybe something in between? He tried to decipher her feelings as he watched her. He didn’t really care for jealous drama queens, but he’d at least wanted to get some sort of rise out of her.
“You’re okay with that?”
She shrugged. “I’ve done it before. Twice actually.”
He blinked, the vision of her kissing another woman making his heart skip a beat. “Excuse me?”
“What?” she asked with a grin. “I don’t look like the type?”
“Well, no. It’s not that.” He wasn’t quite sure what to say. Her announcement had just ruined what he’d had planned. “I was actually only looking to get a rise out of you, then you spout off that you’ve already done it. Damn, maybe I should rethink this fantasy thing.”
“Rethink it?” she asked with a grin.
“Well, yeah. I mean if you’re willing, hell, bring ’em on.”
Kayla laughed and shoved at his arm. “Stop.”
He smiled and tucked a curl behind her ear.
“Do you really want that?” she asked, just a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.
“No. I’ve been there, done that. It’s not all it’s cracked up to be.”
“No?”
“No. It’s nice. Sexy.” He shrugged a shoulder. “Just too impersonal, I think.” Or at least for what he had in mind with Kayla. “Know what I mean?”
“Yeah, I think so.” She licked her lips and let out a breath.
Was it in relief? Did the idea of another woman touching him bother her? He hoped so. That would mean he was making progress.
“So what is the fantasy you had in mind for tonight?” she asked.
He just smiled. “All in due time. Right now I’d rather hear more about those threesomes you’ve participated in.”
Her cheeks glowed with a tinge of pink as she made herself more comfortable on the towel. Steve thought she looked adorable and tried his best to hide the grin. “Well?”
She frowned. “I’m getting to it.” She took a sip of her drink, then set it to the side. Stalling, he was sure.
“The first time was when I was in college. You know the usual experimental stuff.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
His lips quirked. “Did you enjoy it?”
She eyed him through her lashes, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. “None of your business.”
“Ah come on. Give a guy details,” he taunted, poking at her leg with his fingertip.
“Use your imagination,” she whispered, her eyes alight with mischief.
He snorted at that one. That was one thing he could definitely do. Just thinking about her kissing another woman sent his cock into immediate stand at attention mode.
“What about the second time?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Well, I had a little too much to drink at a party, and a girl friend of mine talked me into doing a threesome with some guy she was interested in. She was upset for weeks after that because the guy never called her back.”
Steve grimaced. “Some guys are jerks.”
Her gaze locked with his, studying him. “So you’ve never slept with a girl and not called her back?”
Damn, what had she heard about him? “I’ve never set out to deliberately hurt a woman.”
Her fingers sifted through the sand, and he wondered what she was thinking. What gave her that faraway look in her eyes? “What about you?”
Her gaze met his, and she grinned. “No. I’ve never set out to deliberately hurt a woman either.”
Steve leaned forward, moving to his hands and knees. His nose was within inches of hers, the blue of her eyes so dark and deep like the ocean on a cloudy day. “Think you’re cute, don’t you?” he snarled playfully.
“I think you’re cute.” She traced his jawline with her finger and a tremor ran through him at her soft touch.
“Cute enough to join me in my hot tub?”
Her brow creased as she contemplated his question. “What hot tub?”
“You’ll just have to wait and see.”
Her eyes narrowed at his cryptic response. “I don’t know.”
“What would it take?” Her lips were so close, he could smell the strawberries from her drink and knew that if he kissed her now he could taste them as well. And damn, did he want to kiss her.
“What have you got?”
He smirked. “One very large piece of anatomy that’s dying to get you alone and naked.”
She giggled. “At least you don’t mince words.”
“Not when it comes to getting you.”
“And just what makes you think you’ll get me?” she asked haughtily.
His lips spread into a grin as he leaned forward and nipped at the sensitive spot behind her ear. He didn’t miss the way her chest expanded on her sudden intake of breath.
“Oh I have no doubt I’ll get you,” he whispered. “Right where I want you.”
“And just where is it you want me?” she sighed, tilting her head so he could reach her neck better.
She smelled of sunscreen, vanilla, and the soft musky essence that was Kayla. He loved the way she smelled and breathed deep of her intoxicating scent. “You’ll find out tonight, my hot little minx. In the meantime,” he purred, standing and holding a hand out to her, “let’s hit that hot tub.”
She placed her hand in his with a smile that stopped his heart. “Lead the way.”
Chapter 9
“So this is all we’re doing?” she asked, her brow drawn together in a frown. She really thought they’d at the very least play a little, not just sit here naked and relax. Although, she had to admit, the hot tub did feel good.
The warm water soothed her sore pussy muscles. Steve had fucked her raw earlier with that huge cock of his. Just thinking about it made her body tingle again. She slanted a glance in his direction. He had his head back, his eyes closed, the expression on his face completely tranquil. She couldn’t help but smile at hi
m. He was so gorgeous.
With a contented sigh, she looked around at the lovely patio. Steve had told her he’d changed rooms just to get this hot tub. The patio was surrounded by white lattice and tropical plants that created a completely private area. Smiling devilishly, she raised to her knees and straddled Steve’s firm thighs.
“Steve,” she whispered against his lips.
“Hmmmm,” he moaned, a tiny grin tugging at the corner of his lips. His hands came up to settle along her hips, lightly stroking her ass.
She placed soft kisses on his jawline and rubbed her pussy along his shaft, smiling when she felt it harden against her. “You really shouldn’t sleep when you have a perfectly willing girl in the hot tub with you.”
“Maybe I’m faking it,” he replied, his lips quirking just a little. “Maybe I’m waiting on you to seduce me.”
“Is that what you want?” she whispered against his neck as she slid her hand down his washboard abs and straight to the thatch of course hair at the base of his cock. “For me to seduce you?”
He tilted his head and softly touched his lips to the corner of her mouth. “If I told you what I really wanted you’d probably run screaming.”
“Why don’t you try me,” she whispered against his lips.
His strong hands framed her face as deep green eyes, the color of summer grass, searched her face, scorching her with their intensity and tenderness. For a split second, uncertainty shined in their depths before it disappeared and was replaced by sheer devilment. What was he up to?
“Are you sure you’re up for this, my little minx?” he taunted.
She smiled sexily. “If I can handle your cock, I can handle most anything, I think.”
“We shall see,” he teased, trailing a finger gently down her neck to circle her sensitive nipple.
“You’re doing that deliberately.”
“This?” he asked with a grin as he palmed her breasts.
She moaned. “No. You’re being vague. Cryptic.” Her whole body burned from his touch, his teasing nips at her mouth.
“Cryptic about what, my hot minx?” he asked innocently.
She pushed at his shoulders and sat straight. “You know what. Why are you being so secretive about this fantasy of yours?”
“Maybe it’s better if you’re surprised.”
She eyed him suspiciously. “Okay, now you really have me curious.”
Steve laughed and the deep baritone of his voice sent shivers down her spine. “It’s nothing bad, I promise. Just something I thought might be fun.”
“Fun, huh?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.
“I told you. I like to experiment and play around.” He put his hand at the back of her head and pulled her down to capture her lips in a quick, but hot kiss. “And later we are definitely going to play.”
She grinned and ran her fingers over his smooth chest muscles. “Oooh, playing with you is so much fun,” she purred.
He chuckled and pinched her ass. She squealed and slapped at his shoulder, making him laugh harder. Being with him was so easy, so right. She was amazed at just how perfect things seemed when he held her in his arms. She nuzzled his neck, inhaling the salty, musky scent of his skin.
“Are you hungry?” he asked softly, his hands gently rubbing up and down her back.
“Actually, I am. How about room service?”
“I think that can be arranged,” he replied with a smile. “Something light or all out?”
“It’s our last night. All out.”
A shadow flashed across his face for a split second before he covered it up with a grin and a soft pat to her hip. She moved off his lap allowing him to climb out of the tub and saunter naked across the room. Biting on her lower lip, she admired the way his muscles flexed as he moved, especially his butt cheeks. They were so firm, so pinchable. He glanced over his shoulder and caught her staring. With mischief flashing in his eyes, he stopped and shook his bare ass sexily.
Kayla smiled. “Oh, baby,” she drawled.
With a wink, he continued into the room, leaving Kayla to practically drool over the picture he presented. Did the fact that tonight was their last night bother him as much as it did her? The very thought of leaving him tore at her heart. She loved him, but she doubted he loved her. Not really. He lusted after her, but Steve wasn’t the marrying kind.
He was a womanizer, a bed-hopper as well as a pilot. The one career she swore she’d stay away from.
“Stop frowning,” he demanded when he returned.
She raised her eyes to stare at him in question. “What?”
He’d placed a towel around his waist, hiding the large, thoroughly delectable package he carried between his legs. She was just a tad disappointed. She liked looking at him, watching it stretch and thicken beneath her gaze.
“You were frowning.” He stepped forward and grabbed her hand, lifting her to a standing position. “There’ll be none of that, minx. Not tonight.”
He helped her step over the side of the tub and wrapped her in a terry cloth robe. The material was soft against her skin and she snuggled deeper into the fluffy wrap.
“Dinner will be here in a few minutes. You want some wine?” he asked.
“I’d love some, thank you.”
As she followed him into the room, her mind wandered with images and ideas of what he had planned for later. He’d refused to tell her anything other than little remarks that had her raising her eyebrow in trepidation. Hopefully, he wasn’t into anything too kinky.
With a sigh, she rolled her eyes at herself. Wasn’t she the one who wanted him to fuck her in the pussy, while he also fucked her in the ass with the vibrator? Can’t really get much kinkier than that. Well, you could, she just hoped Steve didn’t.
“Here you go. One glass of red wine,” he said as he handed her the glass over her shoulder.
His lips grazed her neck, sending sharp tingles down her back.
“Thank you,” she whispered, moving her head to allow him better access.
He found the soft spot just below her ear and sucked. A sharp current ran through her stomach and up her thighs.
She giggled and jerked her head away. “That tickles.”
His arm tightened around her waist, holding her closer. With a sigh, she sagged against his chest, the heat of his skin seeping into hers. His lips and teeth continued their teasing assault on the flesh of her neck, sending shots of white-hot desire to her pussy, making her juices ooze from her core.
“The food will be here soon,” she mumbled.
“I know. And just think how much better it will taste when you’re turned on, burning for me to take you.”
“Wow,” she sighed as he slipped his hand into her robe and squeezed her bare breast. His fingers rolled her nipple, pulled at it until her breasts ached and swelled in need. “You’re killing me.”
“This is only the beginning, my little minx. Before it’s over I’ll have you so hot you’ll beg me to fuck you over and over.”
Kayla closed her eyes, letting his sexy words stroke the fire that quickly built in her womb. One thing she knew about Steve was he could definitely make her beg. Just like this morning on the boat. My God, she couldn’t remember ever being so turned on. She couldn’t imagine getting any hotter than she was, but if anyone could do it, Steve could.
A knock at the door startled her, and she scowled at the door while Steve adjusted her robe with a smile.
“Don’t kill him, sweetheart. We have all night.”
“Rotten timing,” she grumbled.
The rich baritone of Steve’s laughter made her stomach tighten. He was still chuckling when he opened the door, allowing room service to bring in the multitude of food. Kayla could only gape at the over laden table full of shrimp, lobster, steamed vegetables, and fruit.
“Wow, when you go all out, you really go all out,” she said, staring pointedly at Steve.
Steve smiled and handed the waiter a tip then shut the door. Turning, he took her hand
and led her to the table. “You’re going to need your strength. And I have a feeling, so am I.”
Pulling on the belt, Steve undid her robe and tossed it to the floor. The cool air of the room hit her flesh and she shivered. “We’re eating in the nude?”
“Yep,” he replied with a grin and tossed away the towel around his waist as well.
Holding onto her wrist, he moved behind her and held her hand at the small of her back. She glanced questioningly at him over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
Without another word, he reached for her wine and set it on the table, then pulled her other wrist and brought it behind her as well. Something satin wrapped around her wrist and closed with a click. Startled, she realized her hands were bound behind her. Interesting.
“You’re into dominance and submission?” she asked.
“Not really,” he whispered as he placed a kiss on her shoulder. “I just wanted to try this bondage thing out.”
Kayla smiled, her heart hammering in her chest. The idea of being tied up intrigued her, especially if the bondage master was Steve. “How am I supposed to eat?”
“I’ll feed you.”
Oh, she thought, her body coming alive with the images running through her mind. She watched him slowly walk around her, his gaze taking in her hips and breasts, which stood out thanks to her arms being held behind her. Moving her eyes down to his shaft, she watched with a smile as it grew, coming to just under his naval. She licked her lips in anticipation of wrapping them around his impressive cock.
“Later, my minx.” He trailed his finger along her jaw, making her tremble. “You can lick it to your heart’s content.”
Grabbing a pillow, he tossed it to the floor. “On your knees,” he commanded and Kayla immediately obeyed, her breathing anxious and excited.
She never dreamed being bound like this would be so exciting, so exhilarating. With some impatience, she waited for Steve to take a seat.
“Hungry?” he asked.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Leaning forward, he placed a fried shrimp between her lips. She chewed, her eyes never leaving his as he also placed a shrimp in his mouth and chewed. The sensual feeding continued for several minutes, Steve feeding her, than taking a bite himself.
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