Page 31 of Riptide

As she stroked and sucked him, Seth shivered in arousal. “Fuck, I have to be in you now.”

Kaimana gasped as he lifted her up without warning. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her eyes locked on his in a heated gaze. His cock pressed at her entrance, and she sucked a breath as he drove himself deep inside her.

“Oh God, yes,” she cried.

As his thick cock stretched her open, his lips captured hers, taking, wanting. He spun her around, his hands clutched to her ass. Kaimana kissed him desperately, a cry into his mouth as the hot skin of her back pressed to the cold marble wall. The hot spray and steam danced all around them as Seth fucked her.

Kaimana’s orgasm teetered as he slowed his pace. With a deliberate tilt of his hips, he grazed his pelvis against her clit.

“Yes, there, please,” she begged. Her forehead lolled onto his shoulder, her mouth tasting his wet skin.

“So.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Good.” Thrust. Seth panted and tugged her hair. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Every cell in Kaimana’s body fired off in arousal. Her pussy constricted around him, and she cried out as her orgasm slammed into her. With hard slow thrusts, Seth fucked her. He grunted, his climax tearing through him.

As her orgasm rolled through her body, Kaimana trembled with pleasure, her clit tingling and spasming with ecstasy. Seth had just rocked her world, and she knew in that moment this wasn’t just about sex. No, it was about making love with Seth and only Seth. Her heart squeezed in her chest, and she struggled to contain her emotions.

Kaimana would never be the same. No matter what she’d told herself about getting him out of her system, it would all be a lie. Seth Tremaine had taken her body tonight….and also her heart.

* * *

Kaimana’s pulse raced as she stepped into the private jet. She slid into a plush leather seat and scanned the cabin. Like the opulence of Evan’s yacht, the large plane’s luxurious interior struck her as classic but not quite ostentatious. Garrett Emerson had the kind of ‘fuck you’ money that could buy a Boeing 747 with two stories and the ridiculous amount it would cost for gas to fly the Pacific.

Kaimana glanced up to Seth who sat across from her. Sexy. Smart. Adventurous. And so much trouble. He shot her a sexy smile and winked before flipping open his laptop. Butterflies danced in her stomach, and she considered what it would feel like to have him inside her at thirty thousand feet above the ground. The mind-blowing sex last night was only overshadowed by the ridiculous mounting sense of attachment to Seth.

Kaimana knew she couldn’t afford to fall for anyone, let alone the irresistible surfer. But no matter what her head told her, she knew right then and there she was in deep. While the mile high club was tempting, her mind was never far from the stark reality of the situation. She took a deep breath and looked out the window, attempting to clear her mind of sexual thoughts.

The sound of the engines revving roared throughout the cabin. As the plane took off down the runway and lifted into the air, her fingers gripped the armrests. She took a deep breath and silently released it, willing her flight anxiety to settle, but the negative thoughts about the future flooded her mind. She’d once thought she’d had a good plan to find Evan, a semblance of control over the situation, but it had unraveled into chaos. Evan’s yacht was in the custody of the Coast Guard. His crew dead. Her brother shot. Though they’d been rescued by Garrett Emerson, doubts crept into her mind as she sat in his million-dollar private jet, flying back to California after she’d crossed the Pacific Ocean to get back to Hawaiʻi.

Seth’s voice interrupted her racing thoughts, and Kaimana looked up to find an attractive woman hovering next to him. Her eyes darted to cherry-red fingernails which rested on Seth’s shoulder. Kaimana attempted to thwart the stab of jealousy stinging her and found it difficult to shake the urge to hurt this woman. Hiding her anger behind a solid resting bitch face that would smash a mirror, she forced an impassive expression.

Kaimana studied the woman as she continued to speak to Seth and Garrett, her tone and inflection indicating she was way too familiar with both men. And their expressions indicating they knew her well. No, this wasn’t her first time with Garrett and Seth. Whatever her relationship with them, she wasn’t simply an employee…no, she was something more.

“Hello. I’m Cami. Cami Belles.” Her bright red uniform hugged her body, her cleavage on display.

“Hello.” Kaimana’s voice remained steady and calm. Her blood pressure rose as the candied nails appeared to move to Seth’s back. She struggled to conceal the jealousy that twisted inside her.

“This is Kaimana. She rescued me.” Seth told her. “Kaimana, Cami. She works for Garrett.”

“She flies some of the planes at our airfield. Copilots this one for me,” Garrett added as he turned on his phone.

“Thank you for saving our Seth.” Cami shot her an all too sweet smile. “He’s definitely a wild one.”

“Yes, yes he is.” Kaimana locked eyes with Seth and winked at him.

“Well—” Cami straightened her shoulders as an uncomfortable silence filled the air. “Um…champagne? Charcuterie? I know it’s morning but it’s five o’clock somewhere. Everything is set up in the kitchen in the back. I apologize for the lack of crew to serve but this trip is on the down low.”

“I think we can take care of everything,” Seth told her.

“I would be happy to do it for you. It’s no problem, really,” she insisted.

“We’ve got it, Cami.” Garrett looked up from tapping at his phone and glanced to Kaimana.

His sympathetic gaze lingered as a silent understanding passed between them. A pit of humiliation sat like a lead weight in her stomach. Garrett Emerson knows I’m jealous. Well, isn’t that fucking great.

“Okay, well, I’ll head back to the cockpit. If you need anything, you know where to find me.” She gave a tight smile and nodded at Seth.

Kaimana’s embarrassment dissipated, a sense of relief washing over her as Cami turned toward the cockpit. When she glanced up at Seth, he reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I’ll be right back.”