by Shana Gray
“I haven’t showered.”
“I don’t care, and if it bothers you that much... Where are we?”
Jimi opened her eyes and smiled.
“I guess we can fix that right here.”
“And so much better than the chilly rain shower up at the camp.”
She moaned and moistened her lips when his fingers slid a little farther until he found her clit. Jimi drew in a sharp breath and she reached behind to grasp his hips. Clutching him, she pushed her butt back and loved the feel of his cock pressing into her. He made a sound so deep it sounded like a growl. It thrilled her she was able to excite him as much as he did her.
She wiggled her hips into his cock as his fingers pressed deeper into her folds.
“You’re wet.”
“I—I know.”
“And trembling.”
She nodded in agreement, unable to form words as his fingers played with her.
“I like that.”
“O-ohh, your talking i-is... Mmm.” Words escaped her when he pressed lower and the heel of his hand put delicious pressure on her clit. Letting go of his hips, she tried to shove down her bike shorts, but they caught around her knees.
Dallas spun her around until she faced him.
He was gazing at her with his ever expressive and now half-closed eyes, passion boiling in their depths. It ran deep and powerful, stealing her breath away. Could he be feeling the same powerful connection as she was?
“You know, I’ve never really seen you properly naked. Maybe it’s about time. Arms up.”
She did as she was told.
He pulled off her top and then reached behind her, all the while keeping his eyes locked on hers as he expertly flicked open the snaps on her bra before removing and tossing it outside the shower. Her shorts were still tangled around her knees and she was unable to move, fearing she’d trip and collapse at his feet. Then, before she could process it, he was on his knees in front of her, tugging her shorts down. His hands, so gentle on her feet, lifted them one at a time, and then her shorts joined her bra on the floor.
“Oh!” she exclaimed when he pressed his face to her belly and his hands grasped her ass. His fingers dug into her skin and yanked her closer. She didn’t resist, loving how he took command. It was exciting. New. And she welcomed it, glad for the strength of his grip. Oh, Lord, she thought as his tongue swirled in her belly button, gently pulling on her belly button jewel. Shots of liquid desire seared a path down to her core. Every nerve in her body lit up under his touch. She was in excruciating ecstasy.
“Shower,” she whispered, knowing where he was headed and feeling the desperate urge to wash the sheen of dry perspiration from her body. Jimi thrust her fingers into his hair just as his lips found the top of her cleft and his tongue prodded just as his mouth closed on her. She looked down at him, and he was looking up, his lips tight to her body. She pulled his head until he tipped his head back. The passion glazing his eyes told her he didn’t care in the least for her concern.
She released his hair and let her head fall back to the tiles when his mouth found her pussy. She stumbled as the explosive touch of his tongue sweeping through her hypersensitive flesh made her legs give way. She was close to mindless when she reached for the side knob, turning it until a burst of water from the ceiling showered over them. They both let out a shout when the cool water hit their heated skin. Quickly she twisted the knob and sighed when warm water streamed over them.
Dallas held her firm, helping her back up until she rested on the wall.
“Sit down.” His voice was muffled.
She let him lower her to the wooden seat, his mouth never lifting from her. She was putty in his hands. He raised her leg and rested her ankle on his shoulder. A shiver rippled along her skin as he caressed his way up to her hip, squeezing her flesh. With one shoulder still holding her leg wide, Dallas leaned back and gazed at her, fully exposed to him.
“Oh, my.” Jimi closed her eyes, and rested her head back on the wall.
It was one of the most erotic things she’d ever experienced. Her trembling increased and her teeth chattered. Not from cold, but from the intensity of the expression she’d seen on his face.
“You are beautiful.”
She opened her eyes, not wanting to miss a thing. Water streamed over them. His hair was now wet and curled at the ends, and his lips glistened, shiny from the water...and from her. She drew in a breath, raising her chest when his free hand reached and found her breast. She watched him touch her and drew in a shaky breath when he rubbed his thumb across her nipple, moaning when she saw the way it rose in response to his stroking.
Jimi reached for him when Dallas took the rigid peak between his lips, suckling on her and flicking his tongue over the supersensitive flesh, then moving lower, finding her clitoris. The sensation of his lips, tongue and the rain shower beating down on her was almost sensation overload.
Jimi was unable to control the trembling that rushed over her body as his tongue continued to explore her. Moving lower again, where she truly wanted him. The featherlight touch of his fingers along her side raised goose bumps in its wake, until his hand rested in the crease of her thigh. Right alongside his mouth.
“Ooh, Dallas,” she uttered when his fingers swirled around her opening as his lips and tongue worked magic on her clit.
He pressed into her, laved at her with his tongue, driving her into a frenzy of twitching muscles as her orgasm built in her belly. She thrust her hands into his hair, fearing she might fall off the earth if she didn’t hang on to him. He must have sensed her climax was near and expertly teased her body closer.
She moaned, and the spray of the shower running over them only intensified the wildly erotic sensations. Surely the heat from her body would turn the water into steam, just as the hot lava did as it reached the ocean after boiling out of the volcano. In a hissing, blistering frenzy.
That was her, a volcano of molten lava waiting to blow into an explosive and glorious eruption of exquisite delight.
Her orgasm bore down on her, but she didn’t want it to come just yet. She wanted to enjoy what he was doing to her as long as possible. He was wonderfully talented and knew exactly where to touch. When to curl his fingers just so. The time to flick his tongue and where, when to pause to drive her to dizzying heights. When he did pause, she looked down at him.
He glanced up at her from between her thighs, not stopping with his insanely fabulous attention to her. He stared at her and she back at him. Watching him. It made her feel like a bad girl, in a good and naughty way, to watch as he licked her, the way his fingers slipped in and out of her and how his eyelids fluttered the more she moaned and cried out with delight.
She shook her head and tried to talk, but all she could mumble was “N-n-no...d-don’t stop.” She met his gaze again. “K-keep going. So...so close...”
She’d never been so thoroughly loved by a man’s mouth before and she didn’t want it to stop. Ever. Not even when her orgasm swept over her and he had to hold her tight as her muscles overtook her body, contracting and pulsing in the most mind-blowing way. She let out a cry that echoed from the vaulted ceiling and gripped his hair so tight it had to hurt him. But he didn’t let up. Not until her body finally calmed down and ceased its orgasmic tremors.
Jimi drew in a deep breath and let it out long and slow. “Aah, D-Dallas, what have you done to me?”
“Love you, hemahema. Just loved you.”
She smiled and brushed the hair from his brow. He stood, taking fragrant shower gel, rubbing it over her body then swiftly washing the suds away before wrapping her in a towel. She was in heaven and let him take care of her, suddenly exhausted and sated.
Once she was cocooned in a soft towel, Dallas carried her to the bed. The sun was beginning to set when he placed her under the covers.
> “Ho’onanea.”
“What’s that mean?” Jimi asked.
“Relax.” He joined her on the bed after shucking off his wet clothes, and pulled her into his embrace. “Let’s watch the sun go down.”
“So much has happened since our first sunset. I can’t even remember how many days ago it was now.”
“I know. I’m glad you’re here.”
She snuggled into him. “Me, too.”
13
“IS THERE A table on the deck?” Jimi asked.
“Yes. Here, let me take something.” Dallas reached for the tray.
“What about the mai tais from earlier? We never drank them.” Jimi asked, “Would you mind getting them? Pretty please.”
How could he resist her cheeky smile? “Sure, but I could always make us fresh ones. We hadn’t planned on snoozing after the sun set.”
“I know, but I don’t want to waste the drinks. All they need is a bit of ice.”
Jimi put down the tray of food and he reached out, curling his arm around her waist.
“C’mere, you,” he growled. She gave a sexy little gasp of surprise and twirled into him. She flattened her palms against his bare chest. Her touch was electric, and he drew in a sharp breath at the heat sizzling between them. Tightening his grip on her waist, he ran a hand up her back and into the hair at the nape of her neck, cradling her head.
“Oh, Dallas. What’s happening with us?”
He stared down into her eyes, pondering the question she’d just asked him. He shook his head, not really sure what was going on, himself. “All I know is I like spending time with you. Getting to know you.”
He’d been concerned about starting something up with her at the camp. But it had happened and led him here. Maybe worrying about it had been wrong. Avoiding hookups with guests had been easy. Until Jimi. And thinking of this as a hookup completely offended him now. This was beginning to be anything but a hookup. There was more going on here and he was being drawn in deeper and deeper, enough that he had to see where it was all going. Even if it meant she would leave in the end. His feelings were growing and he owed it to himself, and her, to discover just how deep. Even if it was opening up a Pandora’s box for them. One or both of them could get hurt.
She nodded and licked her lips. His eyes dropped to her mouth and watched as she moistened them. “I know. This is so surprising. And so powerful. I—I don’t know what to think, except spending time with you is the only thing I want to do.”
“Then we’d best make the most of our time.” He grabbed her in a frantic hug, pulling her tight as if she might be all a wonderful dream and he was going to wake up any moment.
“Yes, we’d best.”
Jimi wrapped her arms around his neck, her flesh so warm next to him and it sent a bolt of desire through him. No, this is not a dream. Nor was it just sex with her, which was fantastic, obviously. It was everything about her. He couldn’t even begin to itemize the everything, either. All he knew was he needed to taste her again. Crushing his mouth onto hers felt like he was coming home. He reached out with his tongue, and when hers met his, he felt it right down into his balls. He grew hard and thrust his hips toward her, loving how she moaned into his mouth. Her hands pulling on his hair only escalated his desire.
He kissed her until they were breathless. His world seem to tip and Dallas spread his legs to support them. She clung to him, and he loved how that felt. Like she needed him and wanted to get inside him. Everything that he wanted, too. He let himself drown in the sweetness of her kiss, knowing she was here only for a finite time. It almost gave him a sense of panic mixed in with his ramping arousal.
“How long you here for?” he asked when he lifted his lips from hers. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, and all he wanted to do was carry her off to bed and make love to her.
“Mmm, oh...” Her voice was breathless and she had a hard time thinking straight. Dallas smiled, knowing he’d done that to her. “Th-three weeks. But close to a week gone already, so two? I can’t think straight. Don’t make me think. I just want to feel, be with you right now.”
“So that means I have two weeks with you? Before you have to go home.” That thought utterly devastated him and his chest tightened. Either he was in the blush of infatuation or something more was happening here.
She nodded. “And it’s going to go by so fast. Please don’t remind me,” she whispered.
Were those tears sparkling in her eyes? If Dallas didn’t know better, he’d say she was about to cry. His heart swelled with emotion. He drew her into a tight hug and rested his chin on the top of her head.
“Then we’ll savor every second.” She nodded and tightened her arms around him. He was surprised as hell when he felt the hot sting of tears in his own eyes. He couldn’t remember the last time something had moved him so. It unnerved him a little bit that she was able to invoke such powerful emotions in him. Dallas kissed the top of her head and disentangled himself from her. “Now, how about we start savoring those moments right now. Let me go and get those mai tais.”
Dallas couldn’t be more confused about everything going on right now. In one second he was never wanting her to leave, and then, on the heels of that, he was scared shitless by how much this woman made him feel.
Taking a breather, and getting himself back together in the bedroom, were a few moments that he needed to try to sort things out. But he didn’t do that great a job when he saw the rumpled bedsheets reminding how nicely she fit next to him. He drew in a deep sigh. One positive thing—she was no longer a client, a guest at the ranch. So that released him from that sense of duty. She was just a woman he was strongly attracted to in every way possible. He knew he was opening himself up for pain. To be hurt again. Could their lives together ever work?
“So, man up and let’s see where this takes us,” he told the quiet room. Dallas grabbed the two drinks and wandered back down the hall, through the living room to find her relaxed on a lounge, looking up at the stars.
“This is so incredible.” Jimi pointed up at the sky. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen such amazing stars.”
Dallas put the drinks down on the table between them and stretched out on the other lounge. He crossed his feet and laced his fingers together behind his head to stare up at the sky. “Yes, it is. I never get tired of stargazing. Did you know we have astronomical observatories on Maunakea?”
“No, I didn’t. Why Hawaii? It doesn’t seem like it is as high an elevation as other places in the world.”
“From my understanding, it’s because the atmosphere is extremely dry and cloud free. Plus, it’s still a pretty high elevation.” He was glad of this conversation, which steered them away from his earlier feelings. He felt like he needed a little more time to process things.
“Wow, that’s so interesting. Have you ever been up there?”
“A long time ago—they have a visitor station now and lots of rules.”
“Humph. Seems to be the way of things now, doesn’t it. Rules. I need to start breaking some rules.”
Dallas laughed. “Why am I not surprised by that?”
“What do you mean?” She was laughing, too, and he enjoyed their playful banter.
“Just that it’s never boring with you. I like that.”
“That’s a good thing,” she teased. “I’d hate to be boring and predictable.”
“I highly doubt you could be, even if you tried.”
“I’m going to take that as something you like and as a compliment.” She stood and picked up the plate of food. “Here, I bet you’re hungry. I know I am.”
“Looks great. Thanks.” He grabbed some cheese and a pineapple spear and popped both into his mouth. “This is the best combination.” Dallas munched, liking the explosion of flavor.
She picked a piece of pineappl
e and sucked on it. All he could think of was those lips wrapped around his cock doing the same thing. Dallas grabbed the drink and chugged it down.
* * *
WHAT A DAY. A glorious one. This morning’s cycling travesty seemed like ages ago. Not the same day as today. So much great stuff had happened since then it was almost mind-boggling. Jimi turned to look at Dallas lounging back on the chair. How this man had come into her life and in such a freight-train sort of way was also mind-boggling. This whole trip to Hawaii was so out of the ordinary it was fantastic. It was what she’d needed to pull her out of the doldrums of her life. And she wasn’t even thinking of her business back home. That in itself was extremely shocking. Could she ever let go of the life she’d so carefully created?
“You know, the living-each-day-as-it-comes style isn’t too bad. But I have a business back home that needs me. I’m trying not to think about it all right now.” She sighed and sucked on a spear of pineapple. Dallas turned and looked at her, smiling and not saying anything. Which was okay. She liked that about him, that they could have comfortable silence. It didn’t seem like they had to fill any void with stuff. Plus, he could kiss her senseless, which was a big bonus.
And something she never figured she would experience.
“Isn’t that the nature of the game? Living in the moment.” She could never get tired of hearing his voice.
Jimi nodded and sucked the juice off her fingers. “Something that the past few days has certainly made me understand. It wasn’t something that had ever entered my mind before.”
“You’re aiming for some trouble if you keep doing that.” His low and sexy voice draped around her like hot honey and Jimi paused, finger in her mouth, to look at him.
She raised her eyebrows and asked with feigned innocence, “What do you mean? What am I doing that is going to get me in trouble?”
“Sucking on your fingers.”
Fingers still in her mouth, Jimi smiled and decided a little bit of teasing would do him some good. So she swirled her tongue around the fingertip, and his eyes widened. He shifted on the lounge chair and she dropped her gaze past his magnificently muscled chest down to the waistband of his shorts. “Oh my, I see something is happening.” She giggled and grabbed another piece of pineapple.
