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Gently, I encouraged her to lie down on the bed, pushing her down backward. I was beginning to want this so badly my cock throbbed with desire for her. I pushed her legs apart enough that I could get one knee between hers and keep her from closing them again.
Then I ran my hands downward again. I took my time to stroke her skin, making her moan beneath me until she bucked her hips against me, encouraging me to continue. As soon as she reached out to touch me and pull me closer, I lifted her hands above her head and pinned them in place.
Kissing her again, I smothered her whimper. Again, she shifted her hips, trying to get to me, but there was still one layer of fabric in the way. I let her try and grind up against my body, always keeping just out of reach and holding her back from taking control.
This was one of my favorite parts. Making a woman so wet and needy for it. Stoking the fire, bit by bit, until she was more than ready for whatever followed.
I finally gave in to her demands and reached for the foil wrapper I’d had in my pants. Although I had to let go of her to do it, she barely moved, suddenly still now that she was going to get what she wanted.
Her eyes drifted down my body, getting wider as I freed my erection and made sure this would be a safe encounter. I was swift, not wanting this brief interlude to let her body cool too much. Finally, I leaned back over her and plunged into her wetness. She moaned and tensed around me.
I slowed, holding myself in place and giving her a moment to get used to the feel of me. Beyond that, I couldn’t slow. I wantedher. After so long of holding myself back, now that I was in her, all I could think of was drawing back to plunge into her again. She moaned in delight, her hips rocking with me and her body responding to the movement.
Despite the desire to keep thrusting until I hit my peak, I managed to hold back, moving slower and taking more time over enjoying her. I wanted her to enjoy this, too, wanted to make sure she had her own pleasure and was satisfied before I ever gained the same level.
It wasn’t easy to hold it back, but I did, enjoying the sounds of her moans and the feel of her body tensing and spasming as her pleasure grew and grew.
She was like a puppet I could play with, every touch making her gasp. I ran a thumb over each nipple, first one and then the other, both of them hard and sensitive.
I thrust hard and deep, holding myself inside her for a second before I inched back and thrust hard again. It finally tipped her over the edge, her pussy pulsing around my throbbing cock. Groaning, I picked up the pace, taking her hard while she was in the throes of her own pleasure.
After all the pent-up desire over the last two days, I didn’t take long to explode, holding myself in her as I enjoyed the high and the feel of her body underneath me.
One of my hands still pinned hers, but I let go of them now and allowed her some freedom. As I eased off and out of her, she sighed and looked up at me.
“That was amazing,” she said. “I had no idea it could feel so good.”
I grinned. Nowthatwas a compliment I didn’t get every day.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
As soon as I’d cleaned both of us up, I helped Kit back into the bed and made sure she had some more water. I didn’t want her to get sick or worry about anything because we’d given in to our passions. She had given me a rare, perfect moment in my life already, and I didn’t want that perfection to end.
I slid into the bed beside her, only when I was sure she would be fine and was content. She shifted over to me, and I eagerly put my arms around her to cuddle. There was no hesitation in me to provide her with the warmth of comfort. I hadn’t been as dominant as I’d sometimes been in the past, but I’d been controlling enough that I wanted her to know that I could be caring, too.
In a very different manner from before, I ran my fingers over her skin. This time, it was the slow, firm rub of her back, the stroke of her arms, and the comforting motion of repetitive circles. If there was anything about this that turned her on still, it wasn’t doing so now, leaving me with the ability to rest and appreciate the warmth between us.
There had been chemistry between us since the first moment we talked, and I found myself imagining her in all sorts of ways. Now that I had decided that I didn’t care what anyone thought ofthe two of us, I didn’t intend to hide anything. She could stay for the night, and we would enjoy being together.
It didn’t take her long to drift to sleep. It normally wouldn’t have me either, but I found myself gazing down at her, trying to imagine her in my world. It was easy to think of working with her, especially after hearing Juno and others encourage her to talk about her designs, but I struggled to think of her in the rest of my world.
She was sweet, wonderful, and funny at all the right times, and we connected, but I still wasn’t sure we would have long-term success together.
Yet this, what we had already shared together, had been wonderful. I pushed all the negative thoughts aside. I wanted to appreciate this for what it was. She was amazing, and she was here with me on Jack’s island.
I finally let myself close my eyes and drifted off into sleep.
By the time morning came around and I stirred, I could hear the sound of voices somewhere out in the hallway. I rolled over and almost bumped right into Kit. She was still asleep, curled up next to me. I smiled and looked down at her peaceful face. She was even more beautiful in the early light of morning.
For a few seconds, I continued to stare at her and thought about the night before. She had made a normal wedding fun and interesting, and I knew there was a good chance that she would make this day amazing, too. Everyone would leave the island the following day, with the exception of the happy couple, and I was no exception.
I wasn’t sure where Kit would go, and I thought about asking her to come with me and let me spend another week with her, at least. I didn’t want to go back to my normal life and just plunge into work. Not that I minded work, but my heart felt light, and I didn’t want to face the real world.
This was a fairy tale, and I wanted to hang on to it.
As with anything, there was a good chance it wouldn’t last. Happy moments were simply that—happy moments. I was practical and old enough to know that. But that didn’t stop me from wanting it to stay the way it was and bask in the moment for as long as possible.
But would she want the same? I didn’t know if I was anything to her other than a way to amuse herself or an added bonus to the vacation. And there was a part of me that still couldn’t help but worry that I was a career stepping stone to her. It wouldn’t have been the first time.
