by tani shane
She felt his hands on the knot that held up her bikini top and when it came loose, she shuddered with anticipation. When he removed the irritating piece of cloth, she rose towards him. The bare skins collided causing her to almost faint with the incredible rush of yearning that flew threw her. He bent his head to lock his lips on her taut nipple and she bit into his shoulder in response.
“Oh, Jessica,” Steven whispered hoarsely, “You drive me wild!” He swept her in his arms and carried her to the bed where he laid her gently. In the dim light of the table lamp, he sat next to her and gazed at her for a long time. The swollen mounds of her naked breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing. He watched with fascinated eyes the pink nipples that rose rigidly, beckoning desperately. He reached out to them to trace a feather light trail over them before reaching for the sarong at her waist. Her mouth went dry and he again asked her permission silently. She nodded, closing her eyes as he untied the sarong slowly to draw it aside. His fingers lingered at the bikini bottom and when he pulled it aside, Jessica tensed unintentionally. His eyes flew to her anxious face and he lay down next to her.
“Don’t be afraid, darling, I won’t hurt you.” He kissed her so lingeringly that she felt her unease melt away. He shifted, pinning her pliant form with his hard weight. Her eager fingers explored the firm smoothness of his chest and the flatness of his stomach before tugging at the snug jeans at his waist. He refused to oblige her and instead his mouth left hers to press crazy kisses at her neck. “You’re so beautiful, my darling,” he whispered against her satin soft skin moving lower to her breasts. She let out a small cry, a tight pulsating ball of starving need beginning to form deep inside her.
When his heated hands reached to cup her breasts, she moaned sinking her fingers in his hair. His mouth sought her hardened nipple and when his tongue flicked out to lick it, she couldn’t bear it anymore. Her nails dug into his shoulders even as he sucked at it, drops of sweat lining her brow. His hands traced the silkiness of her fluttering stomach then slipped further searching the core of her womanhood.
“Steven!” her cry was shrill, tears clinging behind her closed eyes. He mistook her cry for her fear and paused but she reached out with shaking fingers to force open the button of his cotton jeans. “I want you, now. Please!”
He shed the remainder of his clothing and shifted to cover her. She relished the hot, sinewy length of his desire and arched feverishly. He parted her willing legs and gazed down at her even as her eyes remained closed. “Look at me darling,” he whispered hoarsely.
She opened her eyes only to drown in his deep, navy eyes that shone with naked passion. He pressed his hard length to her opening and she immediately gasped and closed her eyes. He paused. “No. Don’t close your eyes, sweetheart. Look at me. I want you to remember this; our first time together. No more fear. Is that understood?”
She once again opened her eyes to place her palm on his cheek, gazing at him tenderly. “I could never forget this, Steven,” she whispered hoarsely. She spread her legs for him with a shy smile. “Take me, Steven, I’m all yours.”
He smiled at her tenderly. His fingers sought her entrance making her gasp in surprise. “It might hurt a little since it’s been so long for you,” he whispered hoarsely, “You’re ready?” She nodded slightly from her passion filled haze. She had never felt more ready in her life.
Steven claimed her mouth in a deep kiss and then with one smooth, burning thrust he entered her silken depths. The sudden entry had her gasping with shock and he paused, waiting for her to relax against him. He released her mouth to grin at her. “You okay?” he asked watching her large eyes as they stared at him burning with pain and pleasure.
“Yesss!” she managed to gasp reveling in the wonderful feeling of his length within her. “Oh, Steven!” A primitive command told her to rise towards him so that he could fill her completely and she dug her heels into the soft bed to obey. He lifted her urgently, cupping her buttocks to hold her securely to him.
But he didn’t move making her frown up at him. She lifted her hips towards him in desperation. “Aren’t you supposed to move?”
He gave her his drop dead gorgeous grin, wriggling his eyebrows comically. “I was waiting for you to relax. You want me to move do you?” When she realized he was teasing her, she blushed but nodded. “Okay, let’s move.” He pulled out slowly before plunging back into her. “Like that?”
She nodded, biting her lower lip even as he pulled out before thrusting back in. This time she gasped as he found a spot deep within, sending waves of pleasure down to her toes. He grunted in response, pulling out to thrust back in a little harder than before.
She quivered like a leaf in a storm, her arms at his powerful waist. His mouth claimed hers in a wild kiss and she answered with equal abandon. Her arms wrapped around him as she sought to rise up to meet the pace of his thrusts. Her head rolled back causing his lips to seek her neck with a long moan. “Jessica!” he growled his passion, holding her hips firmly against him. Something torturously unbearable rose deep inside her trying uncontrollably to break free. She bit the side of his neck feeling out of control with her passion. He grunted his pleasure, licking her neck before returning her bite.
“Steve..nnn!” Her ragged whisper in his ear was almost his undoing.
“Yes, my love, come with me, come with me!” Steven groaned huskily, towering above her as his thrusts reached an agonizing pace.
“Y..es!,” she cried out, going over the edge of ecstasy, just as she felt a deep shudder leave him and lose itself in her. Jessica rocked frantically with him trying to draw as much as she could from him.
He finally slumped against her, breathing erratically, his body covered with sweat. They remained as they were for a long time, savoring their moment of togetherness.
When his heart had calmed, Steven lay back, drawing her in his arms to let her nestle in the crook of his shoulder. His hands caressed her naked form absently. “Did I hurt you?”
Inexplicably, Jessica was close to tears. “No,” she mumbled, “It was beautiful...Steven?” She looked up to gaze into his tender blue depths.
He smiled easily. “Yes, darling?”
Her heart constricted painfully. She wanted to tell him then that she loved him but she knew she couldn’t. He did not want her love he had made that clear right at the beginning. It hurt to hold the truth in her heart but she did not want to spoil the bond that had unconsciously developed between them. “You’re amazing,” she confessed instead.
He chuckled in response, drawing her closer. “And you my dear are simply terrific!” He gazed into her deep eyes sincerely. “Somehow I knew just once wouldn’t have been enough with you.”
She gasped in shock. “What?! When did I ever ask for a one night stand with you?”
He laughed his sardonic laugh before kissing her outraged lips. “You didn’t but I remember distinctly well asking you to bed me on the night of Niki’s party.” He turned over to pin her under him and grinned at her shocked eyes. “Your kisses that night drove me wild, Jessica and I wanted you so badly that I convinced myself if I could have you at least once I would be free of this out of control desire I feel for you. But what we had just now, by heavens! I can never have enough of you!”
She blushed furiously making him laugh even as he dipped his head to kiss her. The phone by the bedside rang abruptly and Steven reached for it reluctantly. He listened to the voice on the other end before turning to her with a broad grin. “Keon tells me dinner is served. Are you hungry?”
She reached up and brushed aside the locks that had fallen over his forehead. “Yes, can we do it again?” she whispered innocently, leaning towards him to bite delicately into his neck.
He bit back a surprised moan. “Keon, we won’t be eating tonight,” he said into the receiver before shifting to imprison Jessica with his charged weight. He replaced the receiver on its hook and smiled at her seductively. “You were saying?”
She ran her delicate f
ingers over his smooth form, relishing the shudder that passed through him. “I was saying I’m hungry. Are you?”
For an answer, he claimed her seeking lips and made love to her with an intensity that left her gasping for more. They fell asleep in the wee hours of the morning, thoroughly satiated. Outside, the storm raged on but as Jessica fell asleep in the arms of the man she loved, she knew she was finally at peace.
Chapter Sixteen
Steven awoke in the morning to find his wife’s head nestled peacefully on his chest. He dropped a kiss on her forehead then slid her gently on to the pillow taking care not to disturb her. She sighed dreamily before settling down once again. He turned on his side supporting his head with one hand and lay watching her in the filtering sunlight with contentment.
He hadn’t felt so complete in a long while. They were so perfect together that it somehow frightened him. No other woman had managed to satiate him like Jessica. He was glad he had married her. Once would certainly not have been enough with her. He could easily imagine himself as a seventy year old still getting excited over her. He reached out to brush aside a tendril from her cheek. He would never let her go. Never!
His phone buzzed and he swiped it to read the message. He was required urgently at the L.A. office. He was about to sign a deal with a film production company and they had decided it was now or never. He shook his head in annoyance. Just when things were looking great from him and Jessica! He had wanted nothing more than the next few days buried in Jessica’s arms making wild love to her.
He leaned over and kissed her soft, vulnerable mouth teasing her lips to a dreamy response. She smiled sleepily, her arms snaking up his neck. “Steven,” she whispered and he took advantage of her open mouth to deepen their kiss.
After what seemed an eternity, he broke the kiss and hovered over her with a seductive smile. “Had a good sleep?”
“Umm,” she responded, opening her eyes and stretching lazily.
He groaned then crushed her against him making her break out in giggles. “Do you know what that does to me?”
Her palms spread out against his chest, slowly slipping lower. “I think I do.”
A deep color flushed across his cheeks and his restrain broke. “You will pay for teasing me!” he declared throatily and parted her legs to make love to her with reckless ardor.
Later when they lay spent in each other’s arms, Steven bent over her to kiss her tenderly. A brief knock sounded on the door before Niki walked in without waiting for a reply. She saw them and gasped in surprise. “Jessi? Steven? What are you doing here?”
Jessica almost squealed and tried to draw the sheets to her chin but Steven deliberately took time to finish the kiss and raised his head to grin at Niki cunningly. “What does it look like? I’m trying to make love to my wife, without interruptions.”
Niki giggled shamelessly, coming up to place a tray holding a pot of hot coffee and a mug on the side table. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were here. We got in late last night and nobody mentioned you’re here. I thought Jessi was sleeping late so I brought her some coffee. Care for some?”
“Niki!” Jessica interjected, disguising her embarrassment and glowering at her cousin, “Will you please save the conversation for later?”
“Well, if you really want me to,” Niki began tongue in cheek then laughed gaily, “All right, all right, I’m out of here. Will you guys be joining us for lunch?”
“Niki, out!” Steven ordered and she left the room giggling hysterically. He grinned, kissing Jessica’s red cheeks. “Now, sexy, where were we?”
Shedding her embarrassment, she drew his face to hers. “Here,” she said before losing herself in his kiss.
Later they took a shower together and Jessica let her eyes roam over him unabashed. He was undeniably the most virile and sexy man she had ever seen. He caught her ogling and chuckled. “Like what you see?”
She felt his perfect contours with enticing fingers and made a skeptical face. “Will do, I guess.”
He crushed her against the steamy wall and gave her a punishing kiss. “If I wasn’t due back to L.A. I would have taught you a lesson you would never forget.”
She stilled, her safe cocoon suddenly abandoning her. “You’re leaving me?”
He sensed her dejection and drew her in his arms. “I’m not leaving you, darling. I have to be back for a very urgent meeting. I’ll be away only two days, then we can have a proper honeymoon.”
His assurance failed to impress her. “Can’t I come along?”
“You could but I thought it would be better if you were here so I could get away faster. You know how my schedules are, honey.” He massaged her shoulders and peered into her disturbed eyes. “I’ll be back before you know it. Then we’ll get rid of those two downstairs and spend the whole day in bed.”
A smile tugged at her lips. “You’re awful talking like that about poor Niki and Sean.”
“I don’t want those poor things ruining my honeymoon,” he chuckled, kissing her again, “I’ll be back before you know it, darling. And I’ll ask Sean to get a doctor to see your foot. All right?”
***
Jessica wondered later if it really was all right with her. Steven had left shortly before lunch and then Sean had a doctor from Hana pay her a visit. The doctor, Marcus Sommers, was a red-faced Englishman who had chosen peaceful Maui as the ideal place for his clinic and home. He gave her a shot to guard against possible infection and then re-bandaged her wound. In the daylight with the blood having clotted it did not appear altogether menacing. Of course, all touring activities were forbidden for a while until the wound healed thoroughly.
Niki and Sean chose to give her company at home instead of going out that day. They sat in the lounge sipping cool lemonade. The day was as hot as the previous one and the cool breeze from the overhead fan provided little delicious respite.
“Keon please switch on the air conditioner,” Niki asked lazily, sliding deeper into the couch she sat on. “I’m going to perspire to death.” She smiled at Jessica, her eyes glinting mischievously. “I think you are so lucky Steve found you out there last night. It must’ve been so romantic! A raging storm and the man of your dreams carrying you in his arms.”
“Oh, puhleez!” Jessica exclaimed going red as Sean chortled. “The storm hadn’t even broken out then.”
“Still it was romantic!” Niki insisted, putting her arms around Sean who sat next to her. “Why don’t you carry me somewhere, honey?”
Sean snorted. “Look at her and then look at yourself, then look at Steve and look at me. I’d crumble with the first step!”
She punched him and he rolled away laughing. “Are you calling me fat, Sean Hart?”
“No, your highness, I’m calling myself fragile,” he replied, sliding down the couch to avoid her fists.
Jessica laughed doubling over. “Stop it you two. You’re killing me!”
“Wait your turn! I’m not through with him yet!” Niki lunged at Sean only to be turned over and receive sharp spanks on her bottom. She scrambled to take cover behind Jessica and accidentally pulled her along with herself on the floor. Sean who was just behind lost his balance and the three landed in a pile laughing and tickling each other until tears rolled down their cheeks.
“Er…Sir, excuse me,” Keon’s accented English sobered them and they ceased their childish amusement.
Sean stood up raking his hair in place. “Yes?”
“A lady by the name of Mrs. Ida Devon is here to see Mr. Steven Hart. I’ve informed her of his absence but she insists on seeing you instead.”
Sean watched the color drain from Jessica’s face and reached out to help her to her feet. “Are you all right?”
A range of feelings from panic to irrational fear to anger engulfed Jessica but she nodded bravely. “I’m fine,” she breathed, her stormy eyes glinting with open distaste, “Why is she here?”
“You know about them?” he asked her softly and she nodded silently. He squeezed he
r arm reassuringly. “It was a long time ago; Steve has nothing to do with her now.”
“I know but why is she here?”
Sean’s lips set in a hard line as he frowned thickly. “That’s what I’d like to find out. Send her in, Keon.” He led Jessica to the couch and settled her carefully.
Ida Devon entered the lounge appearing thoroughly flustered by the heat. She wore a light summer dress that somehow managed to cling to her slim figure. She removed the cool hat she had been wearing and smiled broadly. “Why hello, darlings! Hot isn’t it?”
Jessica exchanged perturbed looks with her friends. She was sure Ida wasn’t here to indulge in polite talk. Ida walked up to Sean, who was still standing and came to stand close to him, her face just inches away from his. “Well, well. You’ve grown up since I last saw you, Sean. Steve was exactly like you at your age.”
Niki couldn’t bear the strain anymore. She stood up to claim Sean’s arm possessively. “Won’t you introduce us, Sean?”
He glanced at her vicious face and almost laughed aloud. If the term ‘jealous’ applied to anyone, it had to be Niki. He draped his arm over her shoulder, drawing her close. “Niki, I’d like you to meet Mrs. Ida Devon wife of Senator David Devon and Mrs. Devon, this is my fiancée, Niki Stanford.”
Ida pouted prettily. “It’s Ida, darling! I had no idea there was another wedding on the way in the Hart household. But tell me, where’s the newlywed groom?” She cast a meaningful glance at Jessica, her brow rising delicately. “Why isn’t he by the side of his newly…injured bride?”