The Billionaire's Weekend Bride

by Love, Kimmy

  "That's a great philosophy."

  "Well, I've always been a bit of a live wire, but it all hit home when my father died last year. I started to wonder what I was doing with my life and I thought that maybe I was spending too much time caring about the wrong things."

  "I'm sorry about your father."

  Henry gave a little shrug and a slightly sad half-smile. "We weren't that close."

  As the night wore on, she found herself gradually sitting closer and closer to him and at some point in the evening, his arm found its way around her shoulders. Henry's friends were bright, happy people with some incredible stories about their Florida lives. Kaya found herself laughing and really enjoying the night, but she didn't doubt that the wine coolers were also responsible for the heady, giddy feeling that was making her laugh so often.

  Suzie returned about an hour after she'd disappeared and also joined the group with a knowing sideways glance at Kaya and a big grin on her face. She soon started flirting with the dark and dangerous Edward, but Suzie had always had fewer inhibitions and been that much less selective when it came to men.

  Soon, Bryony and the other girls said their goodbyes and headed away and it was just Suzie, Edward, Henry and Kaya left on the beach, basking in the warmth of the dim embers of the fire and listening to the sound of the waves gently lapping against the shore.

  When Suzie and Edward began to passionately kiss on the other side of the fire, Henry laughed and asked Kaya if she wanted to go for a walk, holding out a hand for her once again.

  It was a warm night and the sound of the gentle waves and the feel of the breeze sending the skirt of her dress flying around her ankles made for an altogether very pleasant stroll. Kaya looked across to Henry as she went along. God, he was handsome. His blue eyes were full of mischief and life and when he turned to catch her watching, the smile that spread across his face was incredibly alluring and Kaya pressed herself closer to him.

  "It's such a beautiful evening," she sighed contentedly.

  "If you've been traveling, I'm sure you've had lots of beautiful evenings," Henry replied. "Probably a few midnight strolls with strangers, too?"

  Kaya laughed and shook her head. "No. I don't usually go off with men I meet at the beach."

  "Then I'm lucky. What was the difference?"

  Kaya looked up at him contemplatively and gave a shrug and another little laugh. "There's just something about you," she told him. "I saw you strolling along the pier and you just looked so free and happy. I thought to myself that I finally found what I'm looking for."

  "And what exactly is that?"

  "You know who you are and you're happy."

  "You can tell that already from a few drinks on the beach?"

  "There's something about you," Kaya repeated. "Maybe it's your confidence or how you came over to me without thinking twice. Most of the guys back home aren't like that."

  "New York? I'd have thought those guys were bolder than most."

  "Not in my circles."

  "And what circles are those?"

  "Different ones," Kaya said mysteriously. "The men I know would start to complain if they got sand in their shoes or their drink was too warm. It's nice to be around people who are more relaxed. People who love the ocean and the simple things as much as I do."

  "Wimpy guys, huh?"

  "Rich ones."

  "You don't like rich men?"

  "I don't like their attitudes. They're all so predictable and dull. They think money is all that matters and flash their cash at you to try and win your heart. They make a fuss over the smallest of things so that a nice, quiet night like this one is impossible. They're spoiled."

  Henry fell quiet for a moment, contemplating her words. Then he changed the subject. "How long are you here for?"

  Kaya gave a little shrug. "We're planning to stay until the end of the summer. Suzie and I have been working in a cafe on the marina."

  "The whole summer? Well, I guess you're in luck, because I'm here for the whole summer, too."

  Another little smile came to Kaya's face and a comfortable silence fell between them as they continued to walk along the shore. Suddenly, Henry came to a stop and looked at her dark eyes and black hair reflecting the moonlight and shook his head.

  "You are just beautiful," he told her firmly. "You know, I've seen hundreds of women walk up and down that pier in their little bikinis, but not one of them has ever stopped me in my tracks the way that you did today. You're a very sexy woman, Kaya."

  Kaya felt herself blushing again, but whereas such compliments would usually make her blush and turn away, when she heard those words from Henry's lips, she didn't want to look anywhere but in his eyes and to revel in that hungry look he held there for her.

  She lifted herself onto her tiptoes very slowly and Henry grinned as one arm slipped around her lower back and the other came to rest in her salty hair, to pull her lips towards his own. He kissed her deeply and Kaya felt the world melt away. There was passion in his kiss, a real fire. His lips and tongue were demanding, unlike the timid pecks from the men back home. He wanted her and she could taste his desire as his lips parted her own.

  Henry drew back and looked around them hopefully. His lips curved into another wicked grin when he spotted the little beach hut some way up the shore. He grabbed her hand and began to run towards it. A laugh escaped Kaya's lips as Henry peered inside the door of the hut and saw that there was nobody inside, just some fishing nets, a few oars and a grease-stained canvas sheet. He dipped his head to enter and pulled her in behind him, pulling the door shut after them.

  "Henry!" Kaya exclaimed, stifling a giggle in case it drew the attention of anyone outside. "What are we doing?"

  "I can't keep my hands off you any longer."

  True to his word, Henry reached out and pulled at the string that was holding together the collar of Kaya's dress and it fell apart to show the smooth, dark skin of the top of her breasts. He looked down at her chest with a savage gleam in his eyes and then pushed her up against the wall of the hut, but not hard enough to hurt her. His hands pinned her wrists to the wall and the force in his advance took Kaya's breath away. She felt a hurricane of desire stirring up inside her and her heart began to beat incredibly fast as lust surged through her veins far quicker than the adrenalin of finding herself in this position alone with a sexy stranger.

  His lips pressed down over hers again and Kaya hungrily accepted every deep, powerful kiss from his mouth. The heat of his body against hers was intoxicating and he kept her two wrists pinned above her head against the wall as his spare hand dipped under the hem of her dress and began to work its way up her thigh, pulling the dress with it and exposing the long, slim curve of her leg.

  Suddenly and without warning, she felt his hand reach past the smooth material of her bikini bottoms and slip between her legs. She gasped, but the pleasure was instant. Kaya could no longer doubt that Henry was the holiday romance she'd been waiting for. Not only did he share her desire to see the world and have that free-spirited inhibition that she craved, but her body responded to him like she'd had him a hundred times before. Yet, she'd never felt anything like this sweet and urgent desperation which sent jolts of excitement pulsing through her veins until every limb began to tremble with desire.

  Henry's thumb pressed down harder until he found that sweet key to her bliss and began to tease her in slow, deliberate circles, drawing gasps from her lips as he brought her closer and closer to the brink. It was so difficult to keep her cries to low moans as his expert hands manipulated her body like she'd been her whole life. She bit down on her lip to stop her gasps of pleasure from exposing them and then Henry pulled her down onto the canvas sheet amongst the tangle of ropes and nets that were lying there.

  Hungrily, he tore her dress from over her head so that she was lying there amongst the sheets and ropes in just her bikini. Her eyes were growing used to the darkness inside the hut and she could see his eyes gleaming above her and that slightly preda
tory expression on his face.

  She felt a slight moment of panic when she saw him reach for one of the lengths of blue twine and then felt him slowly wrap it around her wrists to bind them together. Nobody had ever done anything like that to her before, and if she hadn't have been so consumed by the pleasure she was feeling, maybe she'd have objected or even been scared. Instead, she felt liberated and allowed him to tie a couple of firm knots so that her hands were tightly bound together.

  Kaya had always known that she'd wanted more than her safe, predictable life of riches and bought pleasures, but she'd never expected that she'd find such a real thrill being tied up by a stranger in a little beach hut where anybody could be passing by outside.

  She felt another rush of adrenaline and naughty pleasure when Henry untied the strings of her bikini top and pulled away the material to expose her delicate breasts, which were heaving from her excited breathing. He gave her a devilish grin and his kisses traced their way down her neck towards her chest, where he began to tease her again with gentle licks around her nipples and an occasional bite, which sent little shivers of arousal racing up and down Kaya's body.

  "Don't tease me anymore," she begged. "I want you."

  Henry placed a finger down over her lips. "Ssh... Almost."

  The way he said it, so in control and matter-of-factly like this was his game that she was playing surprised Kaya, but what surprised her even more was the fact that she liked being told to wait and so she fell silent and bit down on her lip once more, squirming again as the anticipation of his touch built and built within her, so that every fiber in her body was on edge, waiting to be brought to climax.

  The handsome stranger slowly slid her bikini bottoms away from her body and threw them aside. Now she was completely naked and bound at the wrists, but he was fully dressed and towering over her with that hungry gleam in his eye. Kaya had never felt more uncertain nor more aroused. She watched him, wide-eyed, as he knelt over her and simply let his eyes run over her desperate, wanting expression, her bare, supple breasts, her slim navel rising and falling breathlessly and then finally settled on her most intimate part.

  At last, he pulled his shirt from over his head and Kaya could finally see the muscles that she'd glimpsed earlier. His physique was perfect and she imagined he'd gained those muscles through rock-climbing or hiking or a hundred other wild and wonderful adventurous pursuits.

  The thought made her even more aroused. Henry leaned forward to kiss her again and as he did, he gave one of her breasts a hard, firm squeeze, slightly more aggressively than Kaya had expected and she let out another moan, which was a mixture of surprise at the mild pain and pleasure at how it turned her on.

  He took off his board shorts and Kaya saw him naked for the first time. Her eyes travelled down to his hard member, which was ready for her and she wanted to beg him again to bring her to that sweet climax she so craved. She began to shiver from sexual anticipation as he lowered himself over her and she went to lift her hands to draw his face towards her for a kiss, but a sharp tug on the rope pinned them once more to the ground. He made her wait a moment before he pressed his lips against hers, making it clear that this was his timeline, not hers.

  Then, unexpectedly and suddenly, he pushed her legs apart and thrust into her, deeply and powerfully. Kaya couldn't control the cry of sheer pleasure that escaped her lips then and she began to gasp and moan as he thrust into her in smooth, powerful motions.

  The sensation of the wiry twine securing her wrists, the knowledge that they could be found at any moment, her raging attraction to Henry and the feeling of his fullness inside her brought Kaya to impossible levels of bliss and her first orgasm came within seconds of him entering her, followed by two more in quick succession. Her body began to tremble and grow weak with how the pleasure he created in her body was almost overwhelming and then, with a final thrust and a low groan, he came to his own climax.

  He took a moment then to look at her lying there once more. With a new glint of satisfaction in his eyes, he quickly untied her and rubbed her wrists gently to soothe where the rope had cut in.

  "Did I hurt you?"

  Kaya shook her head. She was so breathless from the experience and surprised at herself that she was left speechless. Henry pulled her towards him and kissed her more gently this time. “I knew from the moment I saw you that I had to have you and you didn't let me down."

  The shaken woman sat up and ran her hands through her hair. Her body was glistening slightly with sweat from the humidity and the heat created by their bodies against one another. Henry set the door slightly ajar and a cool breeze ran through the hut. He began to grin again.

  "Welcome to Florida.”

  CHAPTER 2

  "You did what?"

  Suzie's eyes were wide with disbelief when she and Kaya found each other again in the early hours of next morning, but Kaya simply laughed at her reaction and gave a little nonchalant shrug.

  "It was incredible, Suze. We made love and it was unlike anything I've ever experienced. He was wild, Suzie! He was so unafraid and in control. It was just what I was looking for."

  "In a beach hut?"

  "We could hear the ocean outside. There was this warm breeze. It was wonderful."

  "Well, I'll be! And here was me thinking that you were a prude. It turns out you're just an exhibitionist."

  Kaya laughed again and wondered what Suzie would say if she'd told her every detail of the night before, like how Henry had tied her arms and taken control. It sent an excited shiver down her body just to think about it. The stranger she'd met on the beach was so sensual. He must have seen and done some pretty incredible things to have learned so much about how to please a woman and be so uninhibited about his body and sexuality.

  "What about you and Edward? You were getting pretty heavy when we left."

  Suzie's cheeks reddened a little. "Well, it wasn't a beach hut."

  "Where did you go?"

  "I took him back to our place."

  Kaya and Suzie were staying in a shared room at a youth hostel just a little way from where they were working at the marina cafe. It was cheap and cheerful and close to the shore, which was all Kaya was looking for. She laughed.

  "Well, I guess it's just as well we were in a beach hut, because that could have been awkward in a shared room."

  The two girls arrived at the cafe after their slow stroll from the hostel and were greeted by Connor, another waiter at the cafe. He was a shy, slightly nervous little thing with a very slim build, mousy blond hair, rectangular glasses and an anxious giggle. He was the sort of guy who was genuinely nice, but just so insecure around women that he had trouble finding a girl of his own.

  He gently scolded them when thirty minutes later they were both still deep in conversation and he leaned up against the counter to ask them what they were chatting about.

  "You girls are normally pretty chatty, but you've clearly got some news. What is it? A summer romance in the air?"

  "Kaya did it in a beach hut!" Suzie announced.

  Connor's eyebrows shot up into his hairline and he blushed slightly, because he was shy like that. "Oh. Well. OK, then," he said awkwardly. "Congratulations?"

  "Oh, don't get all shy about it, Connor!" Suzie laughed, giving him a friendly nudge. "It's just sex."

  "So, who's the lucky guy who treated you to such a romantic evening?" Connor teased gently.

  "His name is Henry," Kaya replied with a dreamy smile. "Oh Connor, he's gorgeous. He's got this strawberry blond hair and these deep blue eyes. He's here for the summer to visit his cousin, Bryony. Oh, and before you both go judging me, Suzie slept with his friend."

  "Who says romance is dead?" Connor chuckled. "Who's his friend?"

  "His name's Edward," Suzie told him. "He's got an amazing car. A Ferrari."

  Suddenly Connor's eyes widened and he lowered his voice as though someone might be listening, and leaned in closer to talk to the girls in a frantic whisper.

  "That di
dn't happen to be Henry Dales and Edward Morton, did it?"

  Suzie and Kaya exchanged surprised looks and slowly Suzie nodded.

  "That rings a bell. I think he told me his surname at some point. Why? Do you know them?"

  Connor nodded. "They come here every summer and cause trouble."

  "Trouble, how?" Suzie prompted.

  "The sort of trouble that idiots with more money than sense get up to."

  "Money?" Kaya laughed dismissively. "No. He didn't seem the type, Connor. He was very down-to-earth."

  "Edward Morton. Red Ferrari? Henry - strawberry blonde? It's them. It's definitely them. Wow. You girls know how to pick them. What did they do? Show off their mansions and butlers and tell you about all their celebrity friends?"

  Kaya furrowed her brow uncertainly. "Are you serious? You know these guys?"

  "They're bad news," Connor insisted. "Last year, Edward got into some trouble for selling drugs. Can you believe it? A guy as rich as him still slinging it? His Dad got him out of it, of course. He had some hotshot lawyer, or a fake witness, or bought out the cops or something, because it all just went away, but he and his friends are always high and driving around causing trouble. They think they're untouchable because they're loaded."

  "Henry's not like that," Kaya said quickly. "He seemed really sweet."

  "Sex in a beach hut ‘sweet’?" Connor scoffed.

  Kaya flushed red. It sounded terrible when he said it like that and she cleared her throat and looked away, picking up a washcloth pointedly and glaring at Connor. "I think you're just jealous."

  Connor held up his hands defensively. "I'm not judging, Kaya. I'm just giving you fair warning. Those guys are no good."

  "I think you've got the wrong guys in mind," Kaya insisted. "I can sense a spoiled rich man a mile off. Henry wasn't like that. He seemed sincere and comfortable with himself."