by Lexy Timms
"Stop it. You're too much." She arched her hips, hating like hell how quickly he could turn her into the needy whore Stephen tried to paint her as. He was right in a lot of ways, but she wasn't like that with anyone but one man. Her man.
"Come on, let me have you. It's been hell being at that hospital. I just need some of your warmth." He pulled his hand from her and turned, sliding the other one into her panties and working her slowly as he moved up and pressed his mouth to her throat, sucking softly and then harder. “Just one little taste.”
"I'm going to come if you don't stop," she groaned loudly as she missed their exit.
"Good. I wanna feel it when your body contracts. Scream for me." He pressed his mouth to her ear. "Scream my name."
And she did. She pulled the car to the side of the freeway and arched her hips as she screamed out his name and lost herself to his touch. He was rough and unyielding as he pressed his upper body against her and pumped his fingers in and out of her.
"I love it. I love you. Sexy thing." He shifted and pressed his lips to hers. "My mouth is next."
"Please," she whimpered softly before sliding her hands around his perfect face and kissing him deeply.
He made love to her mouth as his fingers teased her expertly. "Hurry up and get us home. Our flight leaves at seven tonight."
"Flight?" She pulled back from him as he moved over to his side of the car and gave her a smile.
"Yeah. You've wanted to go on vacation. So, we're going." He licked at his fingers, driving a stake of desire through her like nothing she'd ever felt before. "But I'm eating you out first. Get us home."
"Okay," she whispered and pulled the car back on the road, not worried at all about her dress being hiked up. Hopefully the sight of the wet silk would tease him as badly as he was working to tease her.
She parked the car and got out, pulling her dress down and hurrying around to open the front door while trying to catch her breath.
He grabbed her the minute she closed the door and pulled her to him, crashing into her and running his hands all over her as he tore at her clothes. "You're mine. Do you know that? Forever." He moved her toward the couch and urged her to lie down while he worked on his clothes. "We’ve got an hour. Let's use it wisely."
She reached up and brushed her fingers over the gauze on his chest as her heart broke. "I'm so sorry about this, baby."
"Hush. It's nothing now." He pulled his pants from his legs and smiled down at her as she lay naked and trembling slightly on the couch. "You're everything I want."
"Me too." She reached for him, turning him and positioning him to enjoy her while she enjoyed him as well. He pressed his mouth to the center of her need as she spread her legs wide and let out a groan against his lower stomach.
His cock brushed by her cheek, and she turned, running her lips along it before taking in as much as she could. The vibration of his grunts against her flesh while they tasted each other left her dizzy for more. He worked her so well that she found herself coming up off the couch as her body exploded.
He locked his arms around the back of her thighs, not letting her go as he lapped at her and held on tightly.
Jaime worked him with her hands and mouth as she tried to keep her head about her. The fact that he was home was almost too much to comprehend. It had been a lonely few days.
"So fucking good, baby." He licked at her a little more as she continued to work him. His breathing hitched as he bucked his hips, lifting up a little and glancing down from his position above her as she continued to suck and stroke him. "Hot."
She mumbled her response and continued to give herself to him until he cried out and gripped the couch, losing himself and shouting her name.
It was hard to come down from the high he had her on, and he didn't seem to have the desire to let her. He moved in between her thighs and tugged her lower half up from the couch to rest on his thighs as he positioned himself to enter her.
"You're gonna love this place. Sun and sand, me and you, and lots of fruity drinks and sex." He pressed into her and forced her to take all of him in one hard thrust.
She moaned loudly and arched her back as he worked her while watching her intently. His free hand roamed up her stomach, playing with her breasts and cupping her neck from time to time.
"I just want to be with you." She gripped his arms as he leaned over a little and continued his assault, his eyes closing as his breathing deepened. "I'm so close again. How do you do this to me?"
"I was made for you." She gripped his shoulders and worked him from underneath until he groaned and bucked against her, coming and taking her with him over the edge of pleasure.
He collapsed on top of her, smiling like a tomcat. "Damn, I love you, girl. You drive me crazy."
"Good. Hopefully it’ll help keep you sane."
He laughed. "Yeah, ’cause that made sense."
"Get up and let’s get ready for this vacation. I want all the things you've promised." She rubbed his chest before pulling him down for a long kiss.
"And then some?" He got up and helped her up. "Go get in the shower and I'll start packing up our stuff."
"As you wish." She turned and let out a yelp as he popped her butt softly.
"I wish you would leave your clothes here and let me just follow you around naked for the weekend." He lifted his eyebrow.
"Do you know how many women would be clinging to you? I'm tired of drama. You need to pack clothes. Lots of them. Baggy clothes!" she called out over her shoulder before disappearing into the bathroom. The sound of his laughter left her feeling better than she had in days.
*
"So where are we going?" Jaime glanced over at Alex as he settled down in the seat beside her. The private jet was simple but elegant.
"To a private island I rented for the weekend. We'll be there in a couple of hours." He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of her fingers. "I just wanted to treat you and to show you that I love you. I know all of this stuff with the papers has been getting to you, but hear me when I say this... I'm no prince and you're not Cinderella. Unless, of course, you want to be?"
She laughed and pulled her hand from him. "Of course not."
"Right. I didn't think so." He smiled and ordered them both a drink. "You're the one who saved me from living a lonely life of being a bachelor. I swear nothing feels as good as it does when I’m with you."
"It's love." She snuggled up beside him and rubbed his chest softly. "Speaking of... we need to plan the wedding. I know you want to get married sooner rather than later, but I need a date. I don't want you springing things on me last-minute. It's too stressful to plan a wedding with no time to do it."
"I understand. I'll give you plenty of time or I'll do it myself. How hard can it be?" He smiled and leaned down to press his lips to hers.
"Oh brother. You have no clue, do you?" She moved away from him and worked to take off her shoes.
"I guess not. You know I want something extremely small and intimate." He rubbed her back as she bent over.
"I'm good with that. I need to have my mom and dad there, but other than that... Oh." She sat up and looked over at him.
"Oh?" He lifted his eyebrow.
"Yeah, oh. I meant to tell you that I asked Kristen to be my maid of honor. I hope that's okay." She pulled her legs up in the seat and snuggled back down beside him.
"Really? I’m cool with that. She okay with my brother being my best man?" He kissed the top of her hair before running his fingers through it.
"Yeah. They worked everything out, from what I can tell." She let out a long yawn and closed her eyes. "It's been weird without you at the office."
"I bet. Did you find a secretary for me?" He brushed his lips by her forehead and breathed in deeply.
She moved back and laughed. "Yes, and I need a raise for going through that trauma."
"Trauma?" He grinned as his eyebrows rose. "That bad?"
"Yes, that bad. Where do these people get their nerve? Half of them were
flashing too much leg or boob, and all of them but one was upset that I was giving the interview instead of you."
He rolled his eyes. "Tell me you hired that one then."
"I did. You'll love him." She gave him a cheeky grin.
"Him?"
"Yep, and he's cute."
"That's it..." he reached out and grabbed her, tickling her as he pulled her toward him, "he's fired!"
Chapter 14
Jamie was so tired by the time they got to the hotel that night that she laid down on the bed, and didn't remember falling asleep. The soft brushing of fingers along her arm woke her. She opened her eyes and realized it was morning. She let out a soft yawn as she rubbed her eyes and smiled.
Alex was in front of her, lying on his side, watching her. "Morning, beautiful."
"When did I fall asleep last night?" She glanced around and stretched. "I'm sorry. I should’ve had a cup of coffee or a Coke or something."
"It's all good." He reached out and brushed her hair off her exposed shoulder. "I stripped you down, had my way with you, and put you back to bed."
"What?" She moved toward him and rolled over to lie on top of him, clasping his wrists and lifting them above his head. "I should pay you back for that." She was careful with his right arm, not wanting to aggravate the healing wound.
"Yes, you should, but we have a spa appointment in about fifteen minutes. I’m good with sex, or we can get up and I'll make you a cup of coffee before we go. We can have a nice breakfast out on the beach after we get back from our couple’s massage." He lifted his face toward hers, and she didn't hesitate to lean down and press her lips to his.
A deep growl left him as she rolled off and walked nude and proud to the bathroom. After putting herself together, she got in her bikini and slipped on a pretty beach robe he'd bought her a few months back.
"Wow! You are stunning." He turned back to the coffee pot as she pressed herself to his back and wrapped her arms around him. “Why am I not surprised?”
"Thank you for doing this. I'm so glad to get away from everything." She kissed his back and moved to stand beside him as he fixed her coffee just the way she liked it. "It's ridiculous how crazy everything got."
"One thing after the next. It's like we couldn't catch a break." He handed her the mug and turned to watch her. "Thank you for taking care of things. I can honestly say that this is the first time in my life that I feel like I have someone I can trust, like, with anything. And everything."
"Good." It warmed her heart. She lifted the cup to her lips and blew on the dark liquid before taking a tentative sip. "What kind of massage did you get us?”
“Why? Because you don't like that deep tissue stuff? It hurts." He smirked and walked away to grab a shirt. She almost lamented when he returned in a pair of cream-colored pants and a beach shirt. His deliciously naturally tanned skin was no longer on display, nor was the dark trail of hair that ran from his bellybutton down into his pants. There was nothing she enjoyed playing with more.
"You're looking at my dick. Why? You want it?" He laughed as she swatted at him.
"You're corrupt." She walked toward the door, taking her coffee with her and ignoring the deep burn inside of her to show him just why she was staring at his dick. He was a god under his clothes. Plain and simple.
"You love me all the same." He closed the door behind them and took her hand as they walked down the open hallway of the hotel, the beach breeze blowing over them and causing her hair to dance about.
"I do love you, with all of my heart." She glanced over at him. "You planned all of this while you were in the hospital?"
"Yep. Nothing else to do." He winked. "Besides, I have several surprises for you and I figured this might be just the place to give them all to you."
"Surprises? I like surprises." She grinned.
"I'm hoping like hell that you like these." He opened the door to the spa and the smell of jasmine and salt water filled her senses.
She breathed in deeply and let out a long slow exhale, feeling better than she had in a long time. Surprises from Alex were always good, but having time for just the two of them was bliss.
"Right this way, Mr. Reid." The attendant took them to the back and stopped by the locker rooms. "The ladies are to the left and then men to the right. Please make sure you remove all your clothes and take the white robe laid out for you. When you're ready, you can meet up again on the other side of the exit door. You'll see what I mean."
The guy gave them a curt nod and left.
"Alright, see you soon." Jamie pushed on the door only to have Alex grip her hand and pulled her flush against him.
"And what if I want to go in your dressing room?" He brushed his nose down the side of her cheek and kissed her neck softly. "Would you let me in?"
"I'd let you into anything you wanted into." She turned her face down toward his and kissed him softly. "You're going to get us kicked out."
"Naw. I'll just buy the damn place." He kissed her once more before moving back. "Make sure you're completely nude. I want to see you laying there with nothing more than a little hand towel over that fine ass of yours."
She smirked. "Your wish is my command."
*
The massage table was hard, but warm, and the lady who worked on Jamie's sore muscles was surprisingly soft and yet thorough. She hadn't gotten too many massages over her lifetime, but then again, being poor for most of it left her at a distinct disadvantage.
The ocean breeze blew warmth over her, and she let out a long sigh, enjoying the serenity of the place that Alex had chosen. He would be in charge of booking all of their vacations seeing that he was so damn good at it.
Gratefulness blasted through her at the fact that everything had worked out okay. He was alive and healing, and Stephen was behind bars under attempted murder charges. Her sister was still missing, from what her father had told her, but they would find her soon. She was far too needy to try to do anything on her own for too long.
Things were back to normal at the office, and Paul and Mark were joking and hanging out together the last time Jamie saw them. She was grateful for Kristen being such a class act that the woman took the time to talk to each of the men trying to be a part of her life, and let them both down easily. It almost seemed that her denial of them was part of what they were bonding over. The thought of it make her lips lift up in a smile.
"Feel good?" Alex mumbled as he turned his head to face her. They were on their stomachs, and though her neck was hurting from being in the same position too long, Jamie couldn't tear her gaze away from him. His dark hair framed his perfect face, and his brilliant blue eyes melted her heart. He was the epitome of sensuality, and yet he was hers.
The same old insecurities that she wasn't nearly enough to keep his attention continued to well up inside of her, but there was no way she was going to voice them. There was no reason to get him wondering if she had a valid point.
He wouldn't do that.
"Yes, it feels great." She smiled. "The view is fantastic."
"The water? We can go out there shortly."
"No, you, silly." She reached out and touched his shoulder, dragging her fingers down his slick skin due to the massage oils. It might be fun to sneak off to their room for a roll around in the sheets while they were still so slippery.
"Oh. I'm thinking I got the better end of that deal." He wagged his eyebrows, causing her to laugh.
"What's after this? I'm thinking sometime in the sun and then maybe a nap."
"Naw. We're having breakfast on the beach with some friends and then you have to get dressed for a surprise I have waiting for you. The tide is rolling in so the weather is going to shift, from what I understand. We have the morning of this beautiful sunshine, and then by the early afternoon it will be dark and gloomy, but beautiful. The thunderstorm that's coming in tonight is supposed to be beautiful to watch from the balcony at the hotel room."
"Sounds incredible." She licked at her lips, loving the way his
eyes followed her movements. "What friends are we meeting?"
"You'll see." He turned his head away from her and let out a long relaxed sigh.
She let her eyes move down the thick swell of his shoulders, over his shapely arms to the sharp rise of his rear. Tingling danced along her insides and left her imagining all the things she wanted to do with him later that night. Sex was only part of the experience. Sharing herself deeply with him was the real goal, whatever that meant.
"All done." The lady working on her leaned down and squeezed her shoulders. "Do you feel nice and relaxed?"
"I do. Thanks so much." Jamie smiled up at her and pulled the robe around her as she got off the table and walked toward Alex.
He was facing the water, a towel wrapped tightly around his narrow waist, and his hand lifted and pressed to a beam beside him. "It's so beautiful here. We need to buy a place out here. To spend more time doing things like this. Don't you think?"
"I do. I think you need to get serious when we get back about finding someone to partner with you, or at least step up as a lower-level executive to support you. The more you build up that first layer of management right underneath you, the more this kind of stuff is possible." She wrapped her arms around him as he turned and pulled her in for a long kiss.
He pressed his forehead to hers and smiled. "When did you get so damn smart?"
"I've always been smart. You're just a horn-ball and can't seem to get past all the dirty things you want to do to me." She lifted to her toes and kissed him again, running her hands over his rear and squeezing.
"This is true, though I'm quite aware of all of your great qualities." He kissed her again.
"Hey, guys. Breakfast is ready. Come on over." The sound of Mark calling out to them surprised her. He waved from a little way away and motioned for them to join him down the beach.
"Mark's here?" Jamie took Alex's hand and hopped off the deck before walking with him down the beachfront. "Wait. I don't have anything under this robe."
"True. Let's change first." He chuckled and jogged over to Mark as Jamie turned around and make her way back to the locker room. She made quick work of the robe and got back into her bikini and cover-up. After pulling her long blond hair into a messy bun she walked out and rejoined Alex, who was dressed as he had been before the massage.
