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Ivy
Still feeling sleepy, I snuggle into the quilt and watch Jarrod sitting at the small table in our bedroom. He’s reading a newspaper while sipping a steaming cup of coffee.
My heart feels so full as I take in my handsome man. He’s dressed casual, in khaki cotton pants and a white shirt. His dark hair is still damp from his shower and the scruff on his face makes my belly quiver with need.
I’ve wanted to be with Jarrod for so long that I’m bursting with happiness, and in a couple of days, I’ll finally become his wife. Nothing thrills me more than knowing I’m going to have him by my side for the rest of my life.
“I love that little smile you do when you’re lost in thought, and those thoughts are usually about me,” Jarrod observes, winking at me as I blush at being caught.
“Mmm, I was thinking about you…and me.” I stretch and watch as Jarrod’s eyes heat with need. “I was thinking how lucky I am to be able to spend the rest of my life with you.” I grin, happiness consuming us both.
He softly smiles and making his way to the bed, he lies on top before pulling me into his arms. “There’s twenty years between us, but however long we both have left on this earth, I’m so damn lucky to have you by my side.” My eyes fill with tears, as I understand what he’s saying. He thinks that he’ll be gone, long before me, and that’s something I don’t even want to think about.
“Oh, honey.” He places a finger beneath my chin and tilts my face up to his. “I didn’t mean to upset you.” He frowns. “Let’s just agree that we’re both aware of the difference, and leave it at that?”
I nod and snuggle into his neck were the scent of his cologne and the closeness of being pressed against the solid form of Jarrod makes my belly flutter with desire. My lips trace along his neck and up to his mouth, a move that has his breathing heavy and his hand on my back trembling as he holds me closer.
“Ivy,” he hisses in warning.
Rising over him, I let the quilt drop to my waist and smile when I dip my face to his ear and nibble on his lobe.
He growls and in one smooth move, has me flat on my back, my wrists in each of his hands above my head, and his pelvis wedged between my thighs.
“It was your idea to go without sex once we arrived on the Island until after the wedding,” he grumbles. “And yet, you’re doing nothing but tempting me to break your request.” His eyes wander down to my breasts that pucker under his gaze before he snaps his lids closed.
My body wants what only Jarrod can give it, and I wish I’d kept my mouth shut now. I should have known how frustrating it would be to share a room with the man I love without being intimate. “It was a stupid thing to ask of us both.”
He laughs, which pushes his arousal against my aching core. His eyes darken with need…and then he rolls away, getting to his feet. His back faces me, so when I slide out of bed, I pad toward him on bare feet and wrap my arms around his waist. “I’m sorry.” I kiss between his shoulder blades.
Intertwining our fingers, Jarrod keeps me close before he turns in my arms and captures my face with his palms. “I love you, Ivy, and I can’t wait to make you my wife.” He kisses my waiting lips, and when his hands caress down my body to my bottom, goose bumps follow. He lifts me into his arms as I wind my arms and legs around him.
“You need to decide on what you want to take with us today, but first…” he deposits me on the vanity in the bathroom, “you need to get ready before I say, fuck it, and make love to you all day.”
I trail a finger down his chest, following it with my eyes. “Mmm, what are we doing again?” I ask, distracted when my eyes land on his swollen arousal that looks thick and painful behind his zipper.
“Baths of Virgin Gora. We leave the hotel’s beach at eight.” He glances at his watch. “In thirty minutes. There’s a continental breakfast served on the boat.”
“That’s perfect.” I smile and watch as he slowly backs out of the room.
“Please close your legs,” he growls, quickly turning away, “and put some clothes on.”
Chuckling to myself, I quickly shower, keeping my hair out of the way, and wrap a towel around my body once I’m done.
I pad softly around the bedroom while I gather up a few belongings for the trip, and then snatching up one of my new bikinis, I quickly slip it on. Jarrod isn’t going to be happy with me for tempting him again, but I couldn’t resist this little thing. It’s on the skimpy side and in a shimmering teal color. Strings on either side of the bikini bottoms hold them up, and the string bra barely contains my large breasts, which is why I have a matching teal cover-up to wear before I’m ready for Jarrod to see me.
I slip on my white, cropped leggings and then my canvas beach shoes. I want to be comfortable because if I remember rightly, the excursion involves a little bit of hiking, which I?
?m hoping may be optional. The snorkeling part of the excursion is something I’m looking forward to, and so is Jarrod. I’m thinking that my no sex on St. Thomas until we’re married might be going out of the window today.
Smiling at that thought, I walk out into the living room with only five minutes to spare.
Jarrod looks me over, and his eyes crinkle at the corners when he smiles his appreciation. “You look beautiful.” He takes my hand and leads me down to the beach, and on to the boat.
No sooner have we stepped aboard on the luxury boat, than Gia is tugging me into her arms. “You look so happy,” she whispers the observation into my ear before putting me at arms length. “And so does my dad.” She smiles glances between us both.
Jarrod kisses her on the forehead. “Where’s your husband?”
“He’s eating.” She indicates with her head to follow her, and when we do, Hunter, Jarrod, and Parker are sitting at a long table with their breakfast already in front of them.
