Eleven Days in Paradise (Barrington Billionaires Book 11)

by Jeannette Winters

  “What do you suggest?” I had one but kept it to myself.

  “How about family?”

  Fuck. This definitely wasn’t it.

  “I’m not married,” I stated.

  Robin said, “I sure as hell hope not. You kissed me after all.”

  I laughed. “Then I guess it’s safe to say you’re single as well.”

  “Correct. But I was actually asking about siblings. Brothers or sisters?”

  As long as we don’t discuss my brother Joe, I had no issue talking about my family. “I have a younger sister and brother.”

  “I’m an only child. Which comes with its perks, but also its headaches,” she said.

  Thankfully she didn’t stay focused on my family and switched to hers. Surprisingly, I wanted to learn more about her.

  “Like what?” I asked.

  “Well, when you have siblings, your parents can spread their nagging and interference out amongst the others. When it’s just you, you never get a break.” She sighed. “It’s like being under a microscope.”

  “I joined the Marines right out of high school. I was seventeen. They didn’t have much say or influence on me after that.”

  “Gee, maybe I should’ve joined the military instead. But I didn’t really have much choice. Being a lawyer runs in the family. My grandfather had his own practice, and his two sons followed suit. So I’m sure you see the pressure I was under to join the practice. Hell, I think they knew what college I was going to the day I was born.”

  “You don’t like being an attorney?” I asked. From what I’d learned about Robin, she was one fucking amazing defense attorney. Maybe things would’ve been different if my parents had hired her instead of the jerk that represented Joe. But she only defends the innocent. Joe was anything but.

  “I’m good at my job,” she said.

  “That’s not what I asked.”

  Softly she said, “A few days ago, I would’ve said I loved my job and couldn’t wait to get back to it.”

  “And now?”

  “There’s something about this place, James. The travel agency said it was like a small piece of paradise. But I think they were wrong. Tabiq has the potential of being so much more. It just needs help. The right help,” she said, and sighed. “Do you know Lily is leaving for Boston with Zoey?”

  “I do.”

  “That is the right help. What the Hendersons are doing here is…more than I will ever do with my life. Being here has made me want more.”

  “You mean you’d leave your family’s practice?” I asked not sure if I had heard correctly.

  “Not sure. But I’ve been married to my job because it was what was expected of me. For the first time in all my life, I feel…free,” Robin smiled. “I am dreading going back to the daily grind. I know there is something more for me out there. I just don’t know what.”

  I was glad she felt comfortable enough to share this with me, but fuck, I still had no idea what the hell this had to do with the damn trees. I hope I didn’t miss my window to find out.

  “Your vacation isn’t over. Maybe you can use this time to figure it out,” I said.

  “Yeah. I think you’re right,” she said. “But I already figured out one thing that was missing from my life.”

  “What is that?” I asked.

  “Adventure.”

  “There are plenty of adventurous things to do at the resort,” I said. Not that I could do any of them, but she should take advantage of the dozens of activities.

  “Is that an offer to show them to me?” she asked.

  I fucking walked right into that one. But it provided an opportunity I had thought was lost. “I have a few suggestions,” I said and winked.

  “Somehow I don’t think it’s something that was listed on the brochure,” she said in a teasing tone.

  You’re right about that.

  I couldn’t stop the need building within me. The testicular discomfort from the kidney donation was barely noticeable right now, thank God. The last thing I’d want to do is tell Robin that I wanted her, but that I can’t perform because my nuts feel like they’re in a vice grip.

  I needed to hold her, taste her. Something was happening, and I couldn’t stop it. Fuck! I don’t want to. Robin had my blood boiling from the moment we met. What’s the point in denying it? My cock was throbbing more for her each day. I swear, if I didn’t have her, if this was yet another tease, I’d fucking go insane.

  My cock was aching to break free from the confines of my jeans. But move too fast and she might pull away.

  “Did someone mention…dessert?” I asked. There were brownies buried somewhere in the picnic basket just in case she had changed her mind.

  Robin rose onto her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her voice was barely a whisper. “I believe that was…me.” She kissed my jaw, then my neck, and asked, “And I know exactly what I want.”

  Hell yeah.

  Her fingers ran up my arms and stroked me gently. The need inside me was so great, I wasn’t sure gently was something I could pull off. There was nothing I wanted more than to claim her lips, touch and taste every inch of her.

  “Robin, you have no idea how much I want you,” I admitted. It wasn’t like she couldn’t tell by my hard cock.

  “Then show me,” she said in a seductive tone.

  God, woman. You’re killing me. I’m trying to take it slow. But I couldn’t deny her request. I cupped my hands to her face and claimed her lips. They were even sweeter than I remembered. I wasn’t going to go any further, but her tongue traced my lips, coaxing me to open for her. Didn’t she know it was killing me to show restraint?

  I opened my mouth and explored her, our tongues clashing, and let her take the control she seemed to want and need. Bring it, baby. I’m all yours.

  There was passion and tenderness in each movement, and when she moaned into my mouth, I thought I’d lose it. I pulled away slightly, but she didn’t loosen her hold on me. As she gripped my shoulders, she pulled herself further into my arms.

  “Maybe, we should…”

  “Please don’t say stop,” she pleaded.

  I’m not sure I could even if I wanted to. “Hell no! I was going to suggest we finish this at the hotel.”

  “I don’t want to,” she said as she kissed me.

  “I want you,” I growled into her mouth. I reached up and tangled my hands into her long blonde hair. She’d had an emotional afternoon and I needed to make sure she was thinking clearly. My voice husky with need, I sought her consent one last time. “I don’t want you to regret this.” I meant every word, but my body tensed with anticipation to her response.

  “James, I want this.” She nipped my bottom lip. “I want you,” she said breathlessly.

  That’s all I needed to hear. Without another thought I claimed her lips. Instantly I felt her body quiver and I pulled her tighter into my arms. As our kissing deepened, her firm breasts pressed against me and drove my hunger to the next level.

  With one strong move, I flipped her onto her back and laid her on the blanket. I wanted to bury myself deep inside her, feel her warmth as she wrapped herself around me.

  I released her long enough to take my clothes off. We held eye contact, and I couldn’t help but watch as Robin undressed. God, she was beautiful. I wished the sun was shining more brightly though the treetops so I could enjoy her perfection even more.

  I pulled her into my arms again and said, “You’re so beautiful, Robin. It’s hard for me to keep my hands off you.”

  She smiled up at me and said, “Then don’t.”

  The coolness of her bare legs against mine caused my cock to pulse in need. My body was begging to touch, taste, and give all I could. And when she wrapped her legs around my waist, I could feel the heat from her core against me.

  I needed to control my desire. Pushing past the need to taste every inch of her was almost impossible. I wanted to look into those gorgeous eyes as I brought her to the brink and send her soari
ng to heights she’s never experienced.

  I’ve controlled this long enough.

  I kissed my way hungrily across her jaw, then to the curve of her neck. “I’m going to kiss you all over,” I growled.

  She moaned and arched her back as I continued tasting, licking, and nipping my way to her breasts. Her nipples were hard, begging to be sucked. I cupped one breast and twirled her nipple between my fingers as I sucked the other one. I enjoyed each moan of pleasure more than the last.

  “James, please. I need you to…” Robin begged. Her hands were grabbing my shoulders and her words drifted off, replaced with yet another moan. I loved how hot and ready she was for me, but I had only just begun.

  “You’re even better than I imagined, and trust me, baby, I’ve been thinking about you from the moment we met.” You tortured my thoughts and dreams. Now I’m going to bring those dreams to life.

  She reached a hand out and ran it down my chest, over my abs but then abruptly stopped.

  Fuck! I felt her fingers gently trace the scars. They had faded but still visible and slightly raised. Don’t ask me. Not now at least.

  She didn’t and her hand continued lower and didn’t stop until she wrapped her slender fingers around my cock. “Oh, I’ve done my share of dreaming of you, too. And…you’re…well…even bigger than I imagined.”

  Fuck! Her boldness turned me the fuck on and my body raged in need. I whispered in her ear, “I’ll take it slow and easy.”

  Robin’s eyes darkened, and she said, “I won’t.”

  She bent over kissed the head of my cock. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I wanted to feel her lips and tongue on my cock, but shit, I didn’t want this to end even before it began.

  You’re sexy as hell and I want this so bad, but I have to stop. I brushed her blonde hair from her face and as she kissed my cock again, I knew I needed to stop this now. “Please, baby, not this time.”

  She ignored my words and her lips wrapped around my cock and slid down. Her fingers tightened and stroked from the base to the tip. Her tongue firmly pressed against my cock as she sucked. I closed my eyes and felt my blood pounding through my veins. God, she was so fucking good. I wanted her to take it all the way, but instead, I pulled back and held her shoulders so she couldn’t go down on me again.

  “Don’t like it?” she asked.

  “Fuck, Robin, I like it too much. You’re killing me.”

  She smiled. “And this is a bad thing?” Robin asked.

  “If it means I don’t get to taste you, then yes,” I said. I reached around, cupped her ass and lifted, pulling her toward me. She flipped onto her back and I smiled. “Now for my…dessert.”

  I’d never needed anyone like this. Then again, I’d never been drawn to anyone like I was to Robin, either. Why can’t I resist her?

  I trailed my lips down her throat, caressing and enjoying the feel of her silky skin as I headed towards what I ached for. There was nothing between me and the sweet core that was calling out for me.

  Pulling her close, I urged her legs apart, running my finger between her delicate folds. She was hot and wet, and I knew she was ready for me, but not until I made her come first. Only then would I give my cock what it ached for.

  “Please, I . . .” Her voice was barely a whisper.

  I slid one finger deep inside her. She sucked in her breath and arched against me. I lifted one of her thighs and opened her even wider to me, giving me full access. I could smell her arousal and needed to taste its sweetness.

  I continued to slip my finger in and out of her as I sucked her clit. I licked and flicked it with my tongue, and she screamed out my name. Yes, baby. Give me what I want.

  I continued fucking her with my fingers as I brought her to the brink of ecstasy. Faster, deeper, until she was moaning in pleasure, begging me for more. I felt her body tense, then her core clenched and her hot juices ran onto my hand. Robin called out my name over and over again, her nails digging into my shoulders until her body slowly settled.

  I left her briefly and searched my wallet for a condom. “Fuck,” I groaned.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked breathlessly.

  I couldn’t believe it. I’m never unprepared. Hell, she had practically told me we were going to fuck today and I still didn’t have protection on me? Guess you really are fucking with my mind.

  “I don’t have any…protection,” I admitted, half ashamed.

  Robin grinned. She rolled over and reached for her clothes and pulled out a foil packet from her back pocket. “Will this do?” she asked.

  God, I could fall in love with you. I didn’t know if she was every man’s dream, but she sure as hell was mine.

  Quickly I ripped the packet open and sheathed myself before joining her on the blanket. She welcomed me by lying on her back, legs wide open and eyes on my cock. I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t wait any longer.

  I settled myself between her legs. Taking my hard cock in my hand, I stroked her clit with the head of it. Then I slipped it between her folds and brought those hot juices back to her clit. She moaned and arched her hips up, coaxing me to enter her.

  I will, baby. But I want you ready.

  Her blue eyes darkened even more and I knew her need was building again. “Tell me what you want,” I ordered.

  She opened her legs wider, then wrapped them around my waist. “Say it, Robin. Tell me what you want,” I demanded.

  She moaned and said, “Fuck me. Please, fuck me now.”

  I could hear the raw passion within her. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My cock was at her entrance and I said, “Open your eyes. Look at me.” She did as I asked. Then I thrust my cock deep inside her. She arched her back, moaned, and gripped the blanket.

  I waited a moment for her to become accustomed to my size, then slowly I began to fuck her. In and out, my rhythm slowly increasing. I grabbed her by her hips and pulled her closer as I entered her again and again. She started to thrash from side to side.

  “James. Oh, James. I….Oh, James…” Her body tensed, and she cried out even louder. Her eyes closed as her body clenched around my cock and she drifted to the clouds.

  I entered her hard and fast, my own release pulsing, and finally I exploded. With one last powerful thrust, I arched my back, growled, and then collapsed beside her.

  Holy fuck.

  I was spent, unable to catch my breath. My body tingled, and I felt…weak. What the hell was that? I’ve had so much sex in my life I couldn’t even count. Maybe it’s because this is the first time I’ve sex since the surgery, well at least with a partner. That was totally different. It would explain my hair trigger reaction to her. All I know is…this was…amazing.

  I refused to open my eyes or say a word. It was only going to break whatever this feeling was. Maybe it was because it’d been over six months. Or it could be how beautiful she was. Whatever it was, it was the first time I’d ever experienced it. Just in case it was also the last, I was going to hold onto it as long as I could.

  I reached over and pulled Robin close. I raised a hand and brushed a sweat-drenched stand of hair from her face. She apparently was in the same state of mind as I was.

  In a low voice Robin said, “James.”

  “Yes, baby?”

  “Maybe next time we start with dessert,” she said.

  I kissed her forehead. “I love the way you think.” Actually, I can’t think of anything I don’t love about you.

  That thought scared the fuck out of me. This was one day, nothing more. Tomorrow I’d be back at work and who knew where Bennett would send me. And even if I stayed in Tabiq, Robin wouldn’t be here. Her vacation would come to an end.

  And so would this.

  “James?”

  “Yes, baby?”

  “Do we have time for a nap before sunset?” she asked. “Because I don’t think my legs will support me going down that hill right now.”

  I chuckled. “I’d offer to carry you, but I’m not sure mine will, either. But I think
we can pull thirty minutes.”

  “Okay. If not, just wake me in the morning,” she sighed, and snuggled closer.

  I wouldn’t mind spending an entire night making love to her. Of course, she seemed to have brought just one condom. That was all the motivation I needed. If she couldn’t walk it, I’d fucking carry her back down. She’s one dessert I already needed seconds of.

  Chapter 12

  Robin

  I didn’t really expect James to be in my bed when I woke, but part of me certainly hoped he would stay. The empty pillow said it all: no matter how amazing our day together had been, that’s all it was-one day, one night.

  But I didn’t want to go back to how we were before. Yes, the beach was stunning, but it wouldn’t be the same alone.

  Flopping back onto the bed, I closed my eyes. With or without James, I had no time for the beach. The conversation may have been delayed, but I still needed to talk to Ziva and Zoey. If I could make them understand the goldmine I’d just come across, it could change everything for Tabiq.

  I opened my eyes, rolled over, and looked at the clock. It was nine. I hadn’t realized I’d slept so late. I blamed James for my lack of energy. Not that I was complaining.

  Maybe it’s a good thing he’s not here right now. I’d never be motivated to leave this bed.

  Dragging myself out of bed, I opened my closet, pulled out a strapless sundress with a daisy pattern and tossed it on the bed. It was one of my favorites. Something about it makes me feel…joyful. I should wear this more often.

  After a quick shower I dressed and headed to Zoey’s room. As I rode the elevator to the penthouse, I questioned whether or not I should’ve rung her phone firstbecause once the elevator doors opened, I’d be standing at her door.

  It was decision time. Knock or not? While I stood there trying to decide, the door opened. But it wasn’t Bennett or Zoey standing there.

  “James, what are you doing here?” I asked.

  “Talking with Bennett. I thought you’d still be…sleeping,” he said.

  God, I hope they can’t hear him. It sounded like he would have known I’d be…tired. What happened between us yesterday was personal. No one needed to know.