Page 23 of His Hawaiian Heart
So much for my grand gesture. While Sam’s hand was wrapped tightly around the reins to stop me from injury, the surprised expression on his face at my whistle had changed into a clenched jaw, furrowed brows, and eyes that expressed disapproval. The funny thing was that Cookie was wearing the exact same expression.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Nothing. Not a single thing changed on either man’s face which reminded me why I’d resorted to whistling in the first place. “I don’t like being discussed like I’m not even in the room—” McNut’s snort reminded me of where we were. “Field, jungle, clearing, whatever. Pick one, but the point is I’m not some vacuous teenager and this isn’t a date.”
“Does that mean you don’t want to go?” Sam asked.
I rolled my eyes. “No, it just means I’m perfectly capable of not only showing up where I belong at the appointed time but can actually take care of myself. I already have a dad and am not looking for another.”
The men looked at each other. I swore that if they came back with anything even close to sounding as if they were placating the “little lady,” I was going to scream.
“Chip, chip, chip,” Cookie said and Sam just chuckled.
While I was trying to decipher that cryptic exchange, Sam swung up behind me and I stiffened.
He must have made some silent signal because McNut began walking, his gait smooth instead of lunging.
“Relax,” Sam said from behind me. “Cookie cares about you. Instead of getting your panties in a wad, be grateful he does.”
He was right but he didn’t need to know that. Instead, I huffed, “To be wadded, I’d have to be wearing panties. And while Iamgrateful, what makes you think I was talking about Cookie? Seems to me you were also auditioning for the position. You were being just as bossy as he w?—”
The tightening of his arm around me and the jerk backward to notch me more snugly between his thighs shut me up. “Believe me, Sam, when we are in the position requiring I give directions, there will be no doubt of my role.”
The only thing to decode in that was the fact he’d definitely said “when” not “if”.
As if to bypass my brain and cement the statement in my core, he pulled me back another inch or so until I felt a distinct bulge where one had not been before. The vision of me naked and kneeling at his feet, his fingers fisted in my hair as he gave those directions while I had his cock deep in my mouth had my cheeks burning.
He leaned down and spoke softly. “And about your lack of panties, that makes two of us.”
Forget burning, if he so much as loosened his hold, I was going to ooze right down the velvet sides of McNut and become a big puddle of submissive goo on the forest floor.
Chapter Ten
Samuel
I might have been born on this island, had lived here for thirty-six years, but today it felt like I was seeing it for the first time. Samantha’s genuine awe at our surroundings, whether it be a bird swooping across the sky or an animal curious enough to poke its head out from behind a branch had me looking through her eyes. And when I guided McNut up the final rise before reaching our first destination, I heard wonder in the gasp she uttered.
We’d stopped at the top of a ridge. Huge boulders that had been spewed from the mouth of a volcano as easily as one might spit out a piece of gum lay all around us. They were ancient and yet thousands of years hadn’t diminished their powerful impact in reminding one that while we would walk this planet for only a short time, they’d remain until time itself ceased to exist. From where we sat on McNut’s back, I could feel the mist begin to coat my flesh. It wasn’t rain but droplets that hung in the air and became diamonds refracting the colors of Sam’s hair when they landed on her curls. Though I had nothing to do with it, it was if nature itself knew I was working hard to impress the girl.A rainbow curled from the top of the cliff and down one side as if considering taking a dip in the pool that millions of gallons pouring off the edge formed beneath the waterfall.
“This really is Eden,” Samantha said.
I wasn’t going to disagree. Nor was I going to attempt to convince her to get naked and play no matter how badly I wanted to show her what it felt like to shed your clothes and simply be. Not to say I was giving up on doing so, but I still had an awful lot of ice to chip away.
She twisted around in order to look at my face. “This is unbelievably beautiful and is exactly where I’d want to live if I were a caterpillar. However, I’m afraid that there is too much activity with the falls and the winds that sweep over the cliff are far too strong for most insects. Still, thank you for bringing me here.”
I grinned. “I agree and this isn’tthespot. That doesn’t mean we can’t do a bit of research if you’d like. I thought maybe we could take a break here and discover what Cookie packed for our lunch.”
Her head tilted to the side. At first I thought she was considering where to picnic, but realized she wasn’t looking past me, but at me.
“What?”
“I’m just pondering how you couldn’t know what we’re having for lunch when you helped pack it.”
I leaned forward and pressed my forehead to hers. “True, but that doesn’t mean I know everything.” She didn’t appear to be buying that so I clarified with, “Like I know there are cookies, but I don’t have a clue as to whatkindof cookies.”
Her smile widened and then she kissed me. It was only a peck, but at this point, I’d take it and be grateful for the contact. “You should have started with that, silly. Come on, let’s eat.”
I slid my hand behind her head. “I think I’ll begin with dessert,” and then I kissed her and it wasn’t a peck. It was a tangle of tongues and mingling of breath. It was the taste of copper as I nipped her bottom lip. It was a battle of choosing to accept the pain of my confined cock stiffening in order to enjoy the pleasure of the connection. And when I had to break away to breathe and saw what I was feeling reflected in her eyes, it was transformative in a way I’d never experienced.
“Wow.”
