by M. Clarke
“Whatever you want to think.”
I ignored her comment. “Are we having dinner with Hendrix?”
“Yes, but it’s a late dinner. Is that okay?”
“Sure. I have nowhere to go, but I don’t have to be there.” I closed my book and shoved it in my bag.
“He invited you. He asked me to ask you to join us.”
“I hope he’s not doing that because of Matthew.”
“I’m sure that’s not it.”
“Okay.” Having enough of this heat, I asked, “Want to go get shaved snow before I have my lesson?”
Stacey’s eyes lit up. “I love that idea. I’d rather eat shaved snow than sit here baking.”
I started shoving the rest of our things in our beach bag. “Why didn’t you say anything? I thought you wanted to be here.”
“I only did it for you. I felt so bad leaving—”
“You already apologized. I’m fine with it. I’m a big girl.” Watching Stacey slip on her swim dress, I did the same.
“But we came here together.”
“Doesn’t mean you have to spend every day with me. Hendrix is a once in your life chance. Have fun, but don’t get hurt.”
Putting on her slippers, Stacey looked behind her. “Okay. Don’t get hurt,” she repeated, then looked at me. “We’re set. Let’s get out of this heat.”
“This restaurant is famous for their fresh sushi, so order away,” Hendrix said. Dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, he looked relaxed and happy. Though his hair was shorter than Jax’s, he had a slight wave.
“Everything sounds good.” I could see Stacey’s eyes skimming down the menu. “How about we order this combination set for all of us to share?”
Hendrix leaned closer and placed his arm around Stacey. The way he glided over to her was sleek. If she turned slightly to her right, her lips would be at the perfect angle for him to move in. I had to laugh at that smooth “glide in” trick that I’d observed guys do many times before. It also gave a nice “peak-a-boo” view to her cleavage.
“That sounds good.” He raised his hand to get the waitress’ attention.
After we ate, we moved to the back of the restaurant where the bar was located. We ordered drinks and settled by the corner, away from the crowd. Shortly after, Hendrix and Stacey went for a walk on the beach. Since I didn’t want to be the third wheel, I insisted for them to go ahead without me.
“Is this seat taken?” a deep, smooth voice echoed in my ear.
At first I thought it was Jax. My heart raced at the possibility of seeing him again, but was disappointed when I saw another man. I was shocked at myself for feeling this way and needed to snap out of having thoughts of Jax. Whatever he did to me, he hit me hard. Even when he wasn’t around, he was still with me, in my thoughts and in my dreams. Just to prove that I could get Jax out of my mind, I decided to welcome the stranger.
The stranger gave me a friendly grin when I looked at him. Under the soft light, his eyes sparkled and highlighted his friendly face. He wore shorts and a checkered short-sleeved button down top.
“No. It isn’t.” I smiled coyly, wondering what he wanted.
He extended his hand to me. “My name is Ray. Can I buy you a drink?”
“Rachel,” I said, dropping my hand after I shook his. I pointed to my glass. “I have one, but thanks for the offer.”
“Are you hiding from anyone?” He chuckled, settling on his seat next to mine.
I entertained his humor. “Yes, I am. I’m a famous actress,” I answered with a straight face. Then I giggled. “Just kidding. No, I’m not hiding. I was with friends. They went for a walk, but I didn’t want to go.”
He chuckled again. “I see. If you don’t want to walk, what would you like to do instead?”
His tone came off a bit playful. I’d been in this situation before. This was the part where I let him know there wasn’t going to be what he was hoping for. Though he was a good-looking guy, he didn’t ignite fire the way Jax did, and…I was thinking of him again.
“Actually…I’m going to be straight forward here. I’m not looking to hook up. It probably doesn’t look good that I’m sitting by myself at the bar alone, but I’m on vacation. My friends went for a walk and they’ll be back soon. I just broke up with someone recently, and I don’t want anything right now.” What was wrong with me? I was spilling my guts to this stranger.
Ray placed his hand on my shoulder, making me flinch, but I didn’t push him away. “It’s okay. I understand. I recently split up, too. Just having a conversation with you. It feels weird when you’re used to having someone, you know?”
I nodded with an apologetic smile, feeling like a dork for saying all that I had said when he only wanted to talk. In a way, I felt sorry for him. “How long has it been?” I didn’t mean to sound nosey; it was a natural question that slipped out.
“Very recently.” He took a sip of his drink. “What can I say? She broke my heart. Left me for another man. Caught them in bed together. But …whatever, right? Someone better will come along. Someone nice, who will appreciate me for who I am.”
“Yes. Forget her.” I raised my glass. “Let’s toast to a new beginning.”
Clink!
“Are you staying long?” he asked, putting his glass down.
“No. Not that long.”
Ray placed a card down on the counter. “This is my card. If you need a friend, just call me. I know the island very well. I can be your tour guide.”
“Thanks.” I picked up his card. “Well….” I looked at my phone. “I better get going. I’m supposed to meet my friends at Lappert.” I showed him my message. “That’s a text from my friend reminding me. It was nice meeting you.” I slid off the stool.
“The pleasure was mine. Kauai is a small place, especially in Poipou. See you around.”
With a half-smile, I left.
“Jax,” I screamed his name, feeling his hard dick inside of me, pounding away rough and fast. “You feel so good.”
“I love fucking you,” Jax seethed into my ear. With one hand gripping my ass, the other hand supported my neck. When his mouth enveloped my nipple, I moaned louder and squirmed in pleasure. “I want to taste you.”
Jax pulled out and ran his stubble over my nipple and down my stomach, making me quiver from the ache and pleasure combined. But…holy shit! When he got down to my clit, I exploded. “Jax.” I grabbed a fistful of his hair, careful not to hurt him, but I couldn’t help my tight grip when he sucked the hell out of me.
“You taste so fucking good, Rachel,” he murmured against my fold, then slipped his finger inside and started to fuck me. Pleasure I had never known before started from there and shot out to the rest of my body, making my muscles weak. Changing pace, Jax started to play with my nipple while his tongue slid inside of my mouth. My mouth became swollen from his fierce, hungry kisses.
“Jax,” I whimpered.
“What do you want, Rachel? You want my dick?”
“Yes,” I replied, out of breath.
“Say it,” he demanded hotly against my neck. “I want you to ask for it.”
“Jax, I want you to fuck me,” I moaned.
My words were like magic. Jax slammed into me without mercy. He was filling me up with pleasure beyond what I could take. Small pants were released from my mouth, in the same measure of Jax grinding and rocking inside me. My insides exploded like fireworks as Jax continued to slam hard into me. “You’re so wet,” he hissed and growled.
“I’m so wet…I’m so wet…I’m so wet,” I repeated as Jax slowly started to disappear.
What just happened? Feeling a pillow between my legs, everything started to become clear. Needing to use the bathroom, I got out of bed, feeling an overwhelming throb between my legs. “Shit! Not another dream. Get out of my fucking mind, Jax!” I yelled, splashing water on my face to help me cool down. So tired and weak, I could barely make out my face as I stood in front of the mirror. At that point, I was starting to get anno
yed with myself. “Get a hold of yourself. This is just a dream, a temporary phase thing. You’ll get over it.”
I looked at my phone to check the time. Great! It was still early morning. Seeing someone had texted me, I clicked on it. It was Becky, asking me how I was doing. I made a mental note to call in the morning. Ugh! I needed to go back to bed; hopefully I wouldn’t be dreaming.
Chapter 10
Rachel
“Hi, Becky,” I said over the phone.
“Hey, Rachel. I haven’t heard from you, so I thought I’d call. Are you having a good time?”
I plopped onto my bed. “Yes. It’s so relaxing here. I even took a surfing lesson yesterday.”
“Good. I’m glad. It sounds like you’re going to be okay.”
“I am, Becky. It’s weird. I think about Greg, but I don’t miss him. I mean…I don’t have the need to be with him.”
“Then it sounds like you made the right decision.”
“I did, but I think I’m about to make a wrong one,” I said, rubbing my forehead as if I could erase the thoughts of Jax.
“What do you mean?”
“I met someone.”
“Really? You really did find a hot surfer dude.” Becky’s laugh radiated through the line. “So, tell me about him.”
Becky’s comment made me laugh. She told me to find a hot surfer dude and that is what I did. I guessed I could have said that Matthew was the one that did. Because of his friendship with Hendrix, I met Jax. “I’m just attracted to him…really attracted to him, but I can’t tell you much. I don’t even know him, but I want to. He’s everything I want, but we can’t. I mean, I don’t want a relationship right now. I live in New York,” I rambled, leaning back on the comfort of the bed. “I even dreamt about fucking him.”
“You have it bad, sis. I had wet dreams about Matthew, too. Remember what I said before. Have fun. And by the way, have you made up your mind about moving to Los Angeles?”
“No, but I’m seriously thinking about it.” I changed the subject. “How’s Addison?”
“She’s good. She’s right here, trying to grab the phone away from me.”
“Give her a kiss for me. I can’t wait to see her.”
The sound of the door chime alerted me. I had ordered room service for breakfast since Stacey hadn’t come home, but that was hours ago.
“I will.”
“I need to go. Someone is at the door.”
“Okay, bye.”
Wondering who that could be, I jumped off my bed and headed to the door. When I looked through the peephole, I saw those adorable dimples. How was it that every time I saw him, he looked so damn fine? With flawless skin, not a hair out of place, and just the right amount of stubble… it was as if I dreamt of him and he became real. Seeing Jax’s playful grin, I took a deep breath to settle myself.
“Who is it?”
“You know who it is. I’ve come to make sure you’re still in one piece.”
Brushing my fingers through my hair, I checked to see if I was presentable and fully clothed. “I’m in one piece. You can go now,” I said calmly, but I was overjoyed that he would come to check up on me. His concern for me touched me deeply.
“Now that you’re still in one piece, I’m here to collect the dinner you owe me.”
I looked back through the peephole. “We had dinner the other day.” My eyes shifted from his broad shoulders to his muscular biceps, the one that was tattooed with waves.
“That doesn’t count. We had company. Plus, my brother paid for the meal.”
“Oh, so you want me to pay for the meal?”
“No, that’s not it,” he chuckled. “Open the door, Rachel. I don’t think you’ve been properly laid in Kauai.”
“What did you just say?” I was pretty sure he heard a hint of anger in my tone.
“Get your mind out of the gutter. Look, if you’d just open the door, I could put this on you.” Jax held up a beautiful purple and white orchid lei, so I could see it through the peephole.
I shuddered a laugh. Stupid me. “Thanks. You can leave it by the door.”
“Really? You won’t open the door?”
“Give me the real reason, Jax.”
“I just want to be alone with you.” He leaned against the side of the door with his hand inside his front shorts pockets, looking gorgeous. With a shrug of his shoulders, he smiled shyly, and I could tell from his tone that he meant what he said. He was too good to be true.
Sighing, I opened the door just enough so he could see my face. “Maybe…tomorrow?”
Jax caught on that I was messing around when I saw the corner of his lip twitch. I guessed my tone was a bit too playful, and my timid smile betrayed me, but I couldn’t help it. I loved flirting with him. What I should have said was no, but seeing him and being asked out to dinner, I didn’t have the willpower to turn him down.
Jax caught the door before I closed it. “Don’t play hard to get, Rachel. You have only five days left. I want to make the most of it with you. I won’t take ‘maybe tomorrow’ as an answer.”
I gasped when Jax suddenly entered the room, picked me up over his shoulder, and slammed the door behind him with his foot.
“Jax, put me down,” I huffed, feeling my white dress lift up.
“You want down. I’ll put you down.” His tone was fierce and hot. I shuddered when my breasts skidded down his chest when he carefully slid me off him.
“Let me lei you.” Those words came out too hot, even though I knew that was not his intention. When he placed it on me, the smell of the orchids shot through my nose. Heavenly.
“Thank you,” I murmured, taking them closer to my nose as I inhaled. “These are beautiful.”
“It’s my pleasure to claim you,” he said, looking at me in hunger, shooting all kinds of mixed vibes through me.
When Jax’s body squeezed between my knees, my fingers pressed on the counter for support. Wearing a strapless dress exposed a clear view of my cleavage, and having his face in front of my chest, my mind raced with the thoughts of him licking me.
I tried to hold in my breath, but it was impossible. Every puff of air that left me became faster. Jax’s hands on the sides of my thighs under my skirt were making me pant even more. My heart pounded mercilessly when I felt his fingers slowly crawl up. When his eyes became unfocused, I knew he was fighting what he wanted to do.
I should have pushed him away, but couldn’t. I wanted Jax. I’d wanted him since the first day I laid my eyes on him, only I was fighting it with every ounce of me. Yet, knowing I had only five days left with him, I surrendered. He was my craving, and I was beyond starving for him. Right now, I was at the point of no return. I was going to feed my hunger.
“Rachel,” Jax whispered. Feeling his warm breath on the tips of my breasts, electric tingles exploded down my body. My hardened nipples that had already gravitated toward his mouth were begging for his tongue. “This lei is in the way.” Jax took it off me and placed it on the counter.
Feeling dazed and dizzy, I managed to mumble a sentence. “Yes…take it off.” My words were delayed, after the fact, but I didn’t think it mattered what I’d said. Jax wanted me, and he knew I would agree from my body gestures.
His eyes slowly peered up while one of his hands was now closer to my ass, lifting my dress even more, and the other hand wrapped behind my neck. “Is Stacey home?”
“No.” I thought that’s what I said. It was difficult to remember when I felt like his eyes that were outlining my face and my body, as if to calculate his next move, hypnotized me. They had me spellbound and immobile as I wondered what he was thinking.
“Rachel….” Face-to-face, Jax placed his forehead against mine. Ever so softly, he began to graze my cheek with his lips, and then trailed down to the side of my neck. His heated, heavy breath on my skin was driving me crazy. Oh God! I was going to explode.
“Yes,” I whimpered, quivering, panting, and yearning for him when his tongue slid down further. What
was he waiting for?
“You can stop me right now if you don’t want this. But if you don’t, I’m going all the way with you. I’m going to take you and make you mine for five days. What’s it going to be?” His words blistered across the path on the tips of my breasts. How did he expect me to even comprehend what he was saying?
“I want—” I started to say, but couldn’t finish when he pulled back to look at me. Seeing his eyes darken with greed and ready for me took me to another level of excitement, and I became speechless.
“Too late,” he murmured. “I’m going to answer for you.”
I felt a tug on my neck and a hand on my ass. Jax’s body collided with mine, and he kissed me hungrily. God, he tasted so good. Squeezing my ass, his kisses deepened, and I parted my mouth to allow his tongue to slide in. Needing more of him, I gripped a fistful of his hair and pulled him in tighter while my legs wrapped around his hips to anchor myself. I was rewarded with the feel of his erection, and I moved along on it as if we were fucking. Suddenly, Jax dropped his hands. With a tug and a yank, my breasts were exposed.
Jax backed away to look at me, making my cheeks flush. “You’re beautiful, Rachel. I need to see more of you.” He dove in for a kiss again. This time he slowed it down. When his warm hands cupped my breasts, I gasped. I released a loud moan when he sucked one nipple while he pinched the other.
I had dreamt of him doing this to me, but I wasn’t prepared for the intensity of how I was feeling at that moment. I should have let him take me on the first day. Now having one of his hands on my bare ass, he lifted me just enough to place his finger on my clit. I heaved and yelped a pleasurable cry when his finger entered me.
“You like that, babe?” His words echoed deliciously in my ear.
“Yes,” I panted, out of breath, digging my fingers into his shoulders. “Jax,” I moaned into his mouth, running my hand down to his erection. “Take it off,” I commanded.
“As you wish.” Jax carried me to my room and carefully laid me down on my unmade bed. I watched him take off his tank, then the rest of his clothes and shoes. He had no problem showing off his body, and I didn’t blame him…Jax was beautiful. He was a fine sculpture of what a man should look like. Since I had no shoes on, he easily pulled my dress off. Then he reached inside his pocket, took out a condom, and placed it on him. The answer to what his other tattoo looked like was answered when he turned.