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Her chin juts out defiantly. "Why?"
It feels incredible to hold her like this, but something vaguely resembling a plan is taking shape in my mind, and I need to follow through. Carefully, I set her down on the deck beside me. "It will help you sleep." I pull my shirt over my head and let it fall to the deck while she watches, her eyes wide and locked onto my body.
I bite back a self-satisfied smile. I'm suddenly extremely grateful I've stuck to the gym routine. There won't be any body-building competitions in my future, but judging by Issy's expression, I can keep up with a gorgeous twenty-three-year-old when the occasion calls for it.
"I-" She shakes her head like she's trying to clear it. "I shouldn't."
"It's just a swim," I cajole. "I promise not to fuck you senseless tonight, but just so we're clear," I unbutton my shorts and kick them away too, so I'm standing before her wearing only black boxer briefs. "I want to. Very badly."
Her soft, winded noise makes it clear she hasn't missed the effect she's had on me, but still, she doesn't move. "Judah." She pleads, staring at me like I'm betraying her somehow. "You don't understand. I'm not… You don't want me."
I set my glasses aside, the plastic clinking against the metal tabletop. I can't see her as well as I did, and never before have I so regretted not wearing my damn contacts.
"I want you more than I want my next breath, sweetheart. Not just the pieces you've decided are good enough to show the world, butfucking all of you." A sense of calm finality has settled over me. We haven't even kissed. I barely know her, and yet I mean these words more than the ones I spoke when I married Reuben's mother all those years ago. It's a promise and one I intend to honor until this woman stands in front of me in a white dress, ready to make vows of her own.
The best things in my life have come at the end of a long fight; I should have guessed that my future wife would be no exception. I'll fight for her, as long as it takes, until I've stripped away all those perfectly valid reasons she's using to keep me at arm's length.
Isobel Bradley is mine.
"Take your clothes off. Or these are going, too." I gesture to my boxer briefs which do nothing to hide the long, straining ridge of my erection. Apparently, she takes the threat seriously because a moment later, her little summer dress is being tugged over her head and thrown off to join my clothes.
And now it's my turn to stare.
Or try to anyway, until I fumble for my glasses and shove them back on my face. I'm acting like a lunatic, but I'm too far gone to care. I need to see her.
She wasn't wearing a goddamn bra, and fuck me, I wasn't mentally prepared for this. I thought we'd swim, that it would help her sleep and hopefully break down her defenses a little more, but my promise not to sleep with her tonight is starting to feel like complete bullshit. Her breasts are perky, tight, and topped with dusky, pebbled nipples that I want to suck between my teeth. The only thing covering her body is a white cotton thong molded over her cunt.
Issy's chin juts out, and she crosses her arms over her chest. She's such a proud, fiery little thing for me, and it makes me smug as hell to know that I'm the only one who gets to see this side of her. "You probably do dozens of exams a day. I'm sure you've seen breasts before,Doctor Hale."
"Not yours." I see her tremble as I stalk toward her, not stopping until her tight little nipples brush against my chest. We're wrapped up in each other, breathing the same air, and I have to ball my fists at my sides to stop myself from taking it further. I won't touch her until she asks me to. "You're so fucking beautiful, Is. Every inch of you." I let my eyes roam hungrily over her body. "I'm not hiding it anymore."
The helpless, ragged noise she makes in response sends heat curling up my spine.
"I have a confession to make." My cock is leaking so much precum that there's a dark, wet spot spreading over my boxers. "My bungalow is next door. I saw you the first night we were here, swimming…. I've had to jerk myself off three times a day to thoughts of how you looked in that little bikini, Issy. I'm too old for that shit, let me cum in your pussy instead."
"Judah." She pleads, looking up at me with this betrayed, pained look. I know it's low, using her physical attraction to me against her, but I have to play every card I have. I'll be so good to her,she just needs to let me.
I drop my head, letting my forehead rest against hers. "Let me kiss you,justkiss you. Please, Is. Just say yes."
Until the day I die, I'll be grateful I was looking into her eyes at the exact moment she broke. I see it happen, panic turning to acceptance turning to unguarded desire in a fraction of a second. I don't even have time to move first because my girl has thrown herself at me, kissing me so fiercely it makes my chest ache and my already-stiff cock throb.
I've had a lot of first kisses in my life, but I know this one will be my last from the moment I get my first taste of her.
I groan, pulling her body against mine as we fucking devour each other. The way her body fits against mine, the way she tastes, the whiny little noises she makes when I grab her perky ass to pull us even closer, every single thing about this turns me on. The only thing separating us is two flimsy layers of fabric, and it would be so easy to tug her panties aside and thrust into her tight heat. I could have her right here, tuck her back into bed with my cum leaking out of her, and enjoy every second of it.
She isn't in this, though, not like I am.
It takes every ounce of willpower I have to pull away and press my forehead against hers, both of us panting. "I'm coming for you, Isobel Bradley." I joke quietly, my voice strained from the effort it takes not to kiss her all over again. "You can run, but you can't hide."
Chapter Nine
Isobel
Asifthis"vacation"hasn't been full of enough unwelcome surprises, the next morning brings yet another complication in the form of Reuben's half-brother, Nolan.
He's a few years older than me and working as a real estate broker for his father's firm. From the moment I step onto the dock where we're meeting the boat taking us on the snorkeling trip, I feel his eyes on me. Kennedy and Mom exchange conspiratorial looks when he greats me a little too warmly, taking the trouble to help me over the small gap between the boat and the dock. There's an empty seat which just so happens to be next to his at the brunch table set up for us on board.
Unluckily for Nolan, Judah is on my other side.
