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Even as I reminded myself it was possible I was taking advantage of her, there was no chance I’d find the courage to let her go. I just didn’t have it in me.
As I held her lips captive, she continued clinging to me and the softness of her lips along with the building heat was almost too much to take. I pushed my tongue inside, taking the time to savor the taste of her sweet mouth while I held her.
I’d felt her tension, had witnessed how distraught she’d been. I don’t know if a part of me believed that by spanking her I could rid myself of the thoughts and burning desires that continued to destroy my mind. If so, it hadn’t worked. Nothing could squelch the way I felt about her.
Years apart and a lifetime of hard work and violence had done little to quench the desire or snuff out the flame.
The kiss became more ravenous and she snaked her arms over my shoulders. I slipped my fingers through her hair, fisting the silky strands as I stroked her tongue with mine. The way she melted into me was intoxicating.
Dani yielded to my possessiveness, arching her back as if attempting to rid me of the agony I’d mistakenly allowed her to see. I’d never broken down with anyone, had only shared the pain and anger with Kage and Maddox. No one else. She didn’t deserve to follow me down a path of jagged anguish, but I couldn’t get enough of her.
Nothing would ever satisfy the hunger or the need.
As she broke the kiss, her lilting laugh was like a shot of jet fuel. I pressed my head against hers, both gasping from the heat and our breathlessness. I crawled my hand down from my hold on her hair, tugging first one then the other string holding her bikini top together.
The material slipped away and almost instantly a beautiful shade of rose swept across her cheeks. She laughed nervously while keeping her hands pressed against my chest.
I lifted her into my arms, smiling as she winced from my fingers scraping across her marked bottom. What did it say about methat I’d enjoyed spanking her? Or that I’d craved seeing my marks on her soft, porcelain skin?
She pursed her lips as I carried her to the towels, slowly dropping to my knees and easing her onto the terrycloth. I ripped my shirt off from the neck, pitching it aside and she immediately reached for my swim trunks, stroking my cock through the thin material. I was so aroused that her grip forced an anguished groan.
No other woman had managed to keep me turned on for hours at a time. I was plummeting into pure sin, but at this point, neither one of us cared. She rose onto her elbows as I stood, tossing the flip-flops while she pulled off her tennis shoes. As I peeled away my swim trunks, she licked her lips in a daring invitation. My cock sprang free, the light breeze doing little to cool the heat coursing between us.
Yet when I dropped to my knees, I could see moisture in her eyes, the prickle of tears a reminder of just how vulnerable she was. If she knew what I’d agreed to, she would never have offered me even a tiny portion of her heart.
If I were a decent man, I’d walk away, finding another location to send her, another way of keeping her safe. Yet I obviously wasn’t a good man because the moment I pressed the full weight of my body on hers, my gut told me there was no going back.
We’d crossed more than just a line. We’d shattered a barrier.
I remained on my elbows, stroking hair from her face, delicately brushing the tips of my fingers down her cheek to encircle her lips.
The only sound we made was the same hard thudding of our hearts beating in rhythm to one another.
Nudging her legs apart, I settled between them, pressing my fully engorged cock against her wetness. While spanking her, basking in the scent of her desire had wrecked my control. Now she was feeding into the yearning by wrapping one leg around my thigh.
Her eyes continued to glisten as the passion increased. I kissed her once again, enjoying the taste and simple sensations of having her in my arms. Just being able to take my time meant everything to me. There was no fear of anyone finding us. Even if there was, nothing would stop what I was prepared to do.
Taking her as mine.
That was all I could think about, claiming her as if I was required to mark her with my scent. She arched her back, dragging her nails down my arms. Her subtle yet scattered breathing was as mesmerizing as her facial expressions.
I shifted my hips back and forth, creating a wave of friction. She used her leg as a weapon against me, pinning my crotch against her. My cock was aching and as she matched my movements I feared I couldn’t last long before shooting my load. I had all the time in the world to explore every inch of her body. At least that’s what I continued to remind myself.
Even if my instincts told me the time we shared was borrowed. I’d had a bad feeling in my stomach for days, certain we were being watched or in my mind studied like lab rats.
What I hadn’t told Dani was that I’d had Kekoa pay close attention to the boats and planes coming in. He knew the waterways and every boat captain. His brother worked at the airport so I had both avenues covered. Kekoa’s reason for stopping by had mostly been about issuing a report.
So far there’d been no sighting of Matis or any tourists who’d raised suspicion. But I knew it was only a matter of time.
I shoved aside the concern, but not before giving in to my instinct and possible paranoia by scanning the surrounding forest.
Dani pressed her hand against my cheek, offering a sly smile. “Did you forget I’m right here?”
“Do you honestly believe that’s possible?”
“Is something wrong?” Her huge eyes trapped me instantly, leaving an ache in my chest and additional questions on my mind. What if I couldn’t protect her?
“How could anything be wrong?” I took a deep breath, my nostrils flaring instantly.
