Summer's Landing (A Loving Summer Standalone Novel Series): Loving Summer Spinoff (Loving Summer Series Book 9)

by Kailin Gow

  “I am,” I said, now very aware of Nat next to me. “I just suddenly need to get dressed. I don’t usually wear this little when I have breakfast.”

  “This isn’t breakfast, Summer.” Nat said. “Breakfast was long past this morning. It’s now close to noon.”

  “We’ve been at it for that long?” I asked. I didn’t even realized time passing, when I was with Nat.

  Nat nodded. “And…it’s getting late.” He suddenly grabbed me and sat me down on his lap. “We have a lot to do between now and tonight when we meet Drew and Rachel. We’re leaving at the break of dawn tomorrow, but I have to prepare you for what’s ahead.”

  He reached out for a popover, broke the top off and began buttering it with the raspberry butter. He broke off a small piece and fed it to me with his fingers.

  A little bit of raspberry butter was left on his fingers, and he plunged his fingers into my mouth. “Don’t let good homemade butter go to waste, Summer,” he teased.

  I watched him watch me as I wrapped my tongue around his finger, licked it, and said, “Like this?”

  He steadily said without taking his eyes off my lips, “Yes. That’s good.”

  He took his finger out of my mouth and grabbed a bit of the omelette and spooned it into my mouth.

  It was delicious.

  He fed me the omelette spoon by spoon, while eating a little bit of it in between.

  Then he fed me the potato pancake, fork by fork.

  When he asked if I wanted some salad, I shook my head. I was so full.

  He stood up and poured me a glass of mimosa and trickled it into my mouth. The last half of the mimosa, he poured into his mouth and reached over to pour it into mine from his.

  Every single movement. Every single bite was like he was making love to me once again. He was sensual with his fingers. He tasted his food through my mouth. And he licked off any bit that fell on my lips.

  “Now it’s my turn,” Nat said, clearing the table and setting me down on it. With one tug from his hand, my towel fell from my front to drape neatly on the table like a fluffy tablecloth.

  He poured the chilled mimosa on my belly button. “I like to multitask when I can,” he said. “How about I have my brunch on you while I continue getting reacquainted with your body? It’s been 10 years. I’m going to make love to you for each of those 10 years before we find the Yeti. Let’s see, we fucked once this morning. Now we’re going to fuck again.” He got on top of the table and straddled me between his strong thighs. With a bowl next to him, he spooned some of the omelette on top of each breast, and bent down.

  When his mouth touched my breast, heat soared through me. His tongue licked the omelette off of my left breast first. Then he licked around my nipples before clamping down on them, lightly biting them before licking them slowly in long hot strokes.

  “Oh God Nat,” I said, grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling him closer. “Fuck me already!”

  “I’ve just started, Baby,” he said, spooning some omelette onto my neglected other breast. “This one needs some attention too.” He placed his entire mouth on top of my nipples and inhaled the omelette into his mouth before swallowing and then sucking my nipples, pulling at them, while enthusiastically devouring them.

  While continuing his meal on my breasts, his fingers had reached into me, deep against my walls where they stroke my most sensitive nerve.

  He pressed down, and I nearly jumped as waves of pleasure rocked through me.

  “Summer,” Nat said with steady control. “I know you want to be thick in the heart,” his fingers hit my spot again, and I moaned, “of this mission.”

  “Yes,” I sighed.

  “It’s dangerous,” Nat said. “It’s like nothing you will have come across before. There may be bullets flying. And even some bad guys who would do anything…”

  “I’m not afraid,” I said between gritted teeth as Nat’s fingers pushed in and out of me harder and faster.

  “Maybe you should,” Nat said. “You need to be a little afraid so you’re ready. To. Face.”

  I groaned, “I’m afraid alright, Nat. I’m afraid you’re not going to fuck me hard, that you’re just going to keep talking, and…Oh. My. God!”

  Nat had replaced his fingers with his rock hard cock and drove it into me so far I thought he would come through to the other side.

  “Hard enough?” Nat asked, grunting and pulling out before driving into me deep.

  “Uhhh,” I moaned. “More!”

  “I live to fuck you, Summer,” Nat said, pulling out and driving into me fully again and again, rocking and turning his hips so I was full of all of him.

  “Give me more!” I pulled him in deeper.

  “I’m already so deeply buried in you, Summer,” Nat panted. “Any closer, there would be no line of separation between us.”

  “I want that, Nat. I want to be fused to you.”

  He rocked so hard and fast in and out of me, pounding me, fusing with me, as fast and deep as humanly possible until we both cried out, holding each other tightly as we felt the tremors rock through us before collapsing on to the table.

  It took us a minute or two to move, but when we could, Nat said, “Summer, when we’re out there, and there’s danger, I want you to move with me as one. Like we were just now. I don’t want you out of my sight at all. I want you so close to me that I can feel your heartbeat with mine, that I can taste your breath as mine, and I can sure as hell feel every sensation and every jolt of yours as mine as if I’m a part of you, and you’re a part of me. The way we fucked just now. That’s how close I want you near me the entire time we are on this mission. Would that be hard for you, Summer?”

  I was still reeling from my mind and body-blowing orgasm so I merely nodded.

  “Good,” Nat said. “I think I’ve driven that message deep into you. Or do you want me to drive it deeper?”

  A wave of hot desire flowed through me. “Nat…I do, but…”

  A knocked pounded on the door, and I could hear voices.

  Nat jumped off the table, and pulled me off, wrapping the towel around me. “Go get dressed,” he whispered pushing me gently towards my room.

  He pulled his pants up and straighten up before walking to the door.

  I was already inside my room when I heard Nat answered and then Luis’ voice saying, “Sir, your sister wouldn’t wait outside in the Atrium like you wanted her to. She insisted on coming over here although I told her you said you wanted some time alone…” He had raised his voice which didn’t seem like Luis, but when I heard Rachel’s voice next to him, I knew it was for her benefit that he was explaining Nat’s orders to him.

  “Nat!” Rachel said. “Why the secrecy? I thought you said you wanted us to show up for a special dinner, but…” Rachel’s voice trailed off. She must have been surveying the room. The table…Nat’s appearance…

  “Oh my God, you and Summer,” she burst out loud. “Like a bunch of horny teenagers. You guys…I knew it! You two were meant for each other. You can’t even keep your hands off of each other. Can they, Luis?”

  “I won’t comment,” Luis said.

  “Look at Nat,” Rachel said. “He’s glowing. He’s happy. He looks like a man who had just been pleased.”

  I went to my closet, opened it, and surveyed the beautiful array of stylish designer dresses, jeans, and blouses. Nat definitely had nice taste.

  I grabbed a flowing peach chiffon strapless dress and pulled it on before slipping into wedges with gold leather and diamond tiny flowers winding up the straps.

  I brushed out my long hair and put on a little lipgloss and mascara before hanging on delicate gold drop earrings.

  “Summer!” Rachel cried out rushing over to me when I walked out of my room. “You look like a peach! Scrumptious. Nat no doubt had something to do with it, right, Luis?”

  Luis looked Rachel up and down like he wanted to eat her as a peach.

  I laughed. “Nah, Rachel, we’re just happy to be aliv
e and here.” I looked over at Luis. Then Rachel. So, maybe the ones having unbridled sex wasn’t just Nat and I, but Rachel and the sexy built like a sex machine Luis.

  Life had just gotten interesting, and this was even before we met up with Drew for dinner.

  Chapter 6

  Rachel

  I knew the moment I saw Summer’s face and Nat’s sparkling eyes that something had happened between them. When I left Summer for a day or two to go return to my life as a glamorous Hollywood actress, checking on my film schedule and going to an audition or reading that my agent set me up on; Summer was so forlorn about Drew, it was heartbreaking.

  Drew definitely left her high and dry forgetting who she was. It was worse than an in-your-face breakup. At least that would have closure for both of them. But this…it was like a Still Alice loss of memory Alzheimer thing. Drew had forgotten Summer and what she meant to him, while Summer had to hold on, yet endure the pain of knowing, of being the one left behind, yet still waiting for something to happen…for Drew to remember her.

  I don’t know if I would have held onto any hope. I for one, could never be as committed as Summer was to Drew. After 10 years of waiting to get married to Drew, this happened.

  Drew loved Summer with all his heart for so many years, it would be impossible for him to get cold feet now just to avoid marrying her. Yet, this memory lapse of him of her…it must feel like getting cold feet to Summer.

  If a man didn’t marry me after me shagging up and being committed to him for that many years, I would have moved on to the next hot body already. So I commend Summer for sticking with my darn fool of a brother this long.

  Twin or no twin, Drew was a damn fool who should’ve insisted on getting married to Summer years ago. Forget the high society must-have-everything-perfect wedding. Sweep her away on a surprise getaway to Las Vegas and get married in one of those chapels with an Elvis impersonator for a priest then. It didn’t matter about the wedding, although I was the one helping Summer coordinate it. Forget the right timing. Just get married if you love each other so much you can’t imagine life without them.

  That was what I thought of Summer and Drew’s relationship. They seemed so in love…but then when Nat showed up right before the wedding and bought Summer her wedding dress as his present to her, the chemistry between Summer and Nat was undeniably scorching everyone could feel it although they both seemed to deny it. Even laid back old self Drew seemed aware of it.

  How could he not? If Nat didn’t leave to go on that trip to rescue Dad…if Nat did not return under a different identity; everyone knew Summer would have been with Nat. Drew tried desperately to win over Summer when Nat left, he even hid the truth about Nat being alive from her. It was because of top secret reasons, but somehow I suspect and even Summer questioned him on it and had a hard time forgiving him when she found out, that Drew deliberately didn’t tell Summer that Nat was alive instead of dead as she thought he was, so he could get together with Summer.

  If so, it was a pretty low move, and if I was Summer, I would’ve kicked Drew to the curb when I found out. But Summer, being the kind-hearted loving Summer that she was, was too considerate of Drew’s prone to mental illness. She was too worried about his feelings, and too hurt by both my brothers’ deception that she just let it go.

  Let it go. Summer, in my opinion, was too good for either of my brothers. I mean, my brothers were the most desirable men around and were catches by any means, but when it came to Summer, she far outclassed them.

  Her first boyfriend, and my former crush and now actor friend Astor Fairway knew a good thing when he dated her. He still loved her, I suspect, which is why he would do anything for her, including becoming a partner at her Aunt’s Acting Academy. It was the kind of love that he kept to himself after all these years. Unfortunately, no girl, including myself, could compete with his love for Summer. Although now one-sided.

  He should’ve moved on.

  I did, and now I was enjoying the freedom of being unattached. I dated whoever I wanted, and better yet, I slept with anyone I wanted.

  Including that hot beefcake Luis, who was giving me the eye as soon as I stepped onto the ground of the compound.

  He seemed as stone-faced as a statue but when you get him alone and heated up, he springs to action like a high-adrenaline sex machine. He almost wore me out the first time we had sex. It was like I unleashed all of his pent-up sexual energy, and he could not get enough.

  On the way over to Nat’s quarters, Luis tried to divert me, get me to go with him to his quarters. “Nat’s busy,” Luis said, stone-faced.

  “With what?” I asked. “I want to see my brother. I don’t see him that often, and now that I have one day off before I have to go on location for my new film, I have to talk to him.”

  “He said he wanted no one to disturb him,” Luis said.

  “Why?” I asked. “He’s on some kind of zen meditation or…”

  “He runs a billion dollar multinational corporation and manages every aspect of it hands on,” Luis said. “He personally goes on as many missions and meetings as he could. Unlike some people who inherit their parents’ business, he built this place with his own hands, hard work, and brains. He has a passion for what he does, and everyone respect and admires him for it.”

  Well, although I knew Luis was talking about Drew and I as the ones who inherited their parents’ business; I suddenly found a new perspective and even a kind of respect for Luis.

  “You,” I turned to Luis, “are different than what I thought you are.” A puppet. A man toy. A hot body to have incredible sex with without the consequences of a committed relationship. Basically, a man whom I can go to whenever I want to use his body for sex. Good for a nympho like myself.

  Now he was this man whom I can see as more than a body, but with some dignity and standards. Fuck. I have to watch falling for him. Can’t have feelings and emotions getting in the way of good sex.

  So, I’ll have to forego having sex with him this one time while I visit the compound.

  “Why don’t we go to my place,” Luis was saying and gently touching my arm, running his finger along my skin in sensual circles. “And catch up? We haven’t seen each other for a while, and,” he moved in close, “I’ve thought about a lot of things I want to do to you…things you probably have never done.”

  I raised my eyebrows. Now that would be something. I’ve practically done everything so… “Really? So you’ve got some new moves, do you?”

  “I do,” Luis huskily said. “I dream about doing it with you, Rachel. I don’t think any woman could match my drive like you could.”

  “I’m intrigued,” I said. “But I really need to talk to Nat before we meet with Drew tonight. I need him to be with me on my plan to get him to notice Summer again.”

  “Summer?” Luis asked.

  “Yes, Summer,” I said. “Drew’s fiancé, and my very best friend? She’s going to be there.”

  “She’s there with Nat,” Luis said. “Been in there with him for hours.”

  “I see,” I said, suddenly coming to a complete halt on my way over to Nat’s. Summer being with Nat alone for hours, and Nat telling his men to not disturb him could only mean one thing: they were doing the deed.

  The hot chemistry between them could only lead to this, especially when Drew had practically forgotten her and even thought they were together. He gave them permission, telling Summer and Nat to go at it. He wanted to become an uncle for goodness sakes.

  “Genius!” I exclaimed.

  Now that Drew had seemed to forgotten his feelings for Summer, would he feel anything when he saw Nat get romantic with Summer?

  I wouldn’t know the extent of Drew’s memory loss but even a hardened red-blooded man would react to seeing a couple get hot and steamy with each other. And Drew had always been a hot-blooded, ruled-by-his passion kind of guy. That was why Drew was Drew.

  “Come on Luis,” I said, “I’ve got to see this for myself!”

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sp; I practically tried dragging the muscle-bound giant with me over to Nat’s.

  I’ve known Summer too long to not know what’s going on with her just by looking at her face. She did not have a poker face, nor a deceitful bone in her body. If she was truly feeling something, it would show. That girl wore her heart on her sleeve like no one else. So…if she was back with Nat, if she wanted to get back with Nat, I would see it a mile away.

  And when the door opened to a rumpled-haired Nat looking like a man who just got laid, and a Summer whose face was a combination of afterglow and embarrassment; I knew things between the Donovans, my brothers, and Summer had just turned the corner into “Complicated with No Returns.”

  Chapter 7

  Nat

  All my effort to spend quiet private moments with Summer before most, if not all of, my time would be spent with my men and on the mission, was thwarted by the persistence and the whirlwind personality of my unbreakable and strong-will sister Rachel.

  Fraternal twin of Drew, she was the more sensible one of them, but still as wild and high-octane charismatic as Drew. Including and especially to the opposite sex.

  From one look at Luis and Rachel, I knew my wild child sister had woven her magic around my compound, and Luis had fallen for it.

  Which meant he was putty in her hands.

  Which meant there was no way he was going to be the one to stop Rachel from barging into my place unannounced.

  Thank God I was decent, and Summer had changed.

  “You and Summer shacking up!” Rachel announced loudly as she walked over from hugging Summer to me. “Who would’ve think? Not I? Not in a million years…well heck, that was what I would’ve thought, only now…”

  She whacked her head with her hands.

  “Drew?”

  Summer looked so flustered and embarrassed. “Rachel…I wish I could explain, but since this is no ordinary situation…”

  “There really isn’t a way to explain it, Rach,” I said.