Page 159 of Stolen Kiss

I was lucky.

“Good morning,” she said behind me, her voice still tinged with sleep.

“Morning, sweetheart. What are you doing up so early? You should go back to sleep.”

“I should be asking you that question.” She yawned. “Besides, I’m not sleepy.”

I laughed a little at that before grabbing her hand and pulling her forward. I pushed her up against the railing of the balcony, facing me, and I took her in.

Her hair was a mess, her eyes slightly puffy—as were her kissable lips—and her cheeks were glowing.

“You should go back to sleep,” I told her, noting the slight bags underneath her eyes. It had been a long trip from New York to Bora Bora. I was feeling a little jet lagged myself, and Emilia had been so tired lately, I was getting a little worried about her.

“I missed you in bed,” she pouted. “Come back with me.”

I shook my head, laughing a little. “I have a feeling if I go back to be with you, you won’t be getting any sleep.”

“And that would be a bad thing… how?”

I tweaked her nose. Fuck, she was cute. Cute and irresistible.

But her health came first. “Go to bed, baby.”

The little minx just turned her nose up. “Nope. Come play with me.”

I grasped her tit in my palm. She was still in her sleep tank top and shorts. Fuck, the way she looked right now felt indecent somehow.

“If I play with you, I won’t be gentle,” I growled in her ear. “You sure you’re up for that?”

Her cheeks flushed an even deeper red, and her green eyes turned dark with desire. “Take me, Jensen. Fuck, I need you so bad.”

I pulled both straps of her tank top down, baring her breasts to the morning air and to my heated gaze.

“Jensen,” she said, looking around. “What if someone sees?”

“Then they’ll thank us for putting on such a good show,” I said, twisting her nipples a little more roughly.

A punishment of sorts.

She should know better than to think I would ever expose her to anyone’s eyes. I was far too possessive for that.

We were in our own little bungalow on the water, and I had the two nearest ones to us rented out. Our nearest neighbor couldn’t see her. Not when we had our own little private view here.

They might hear her, though.

And if that thought didn’t fucking turn me on…

I could take her right here if I wanted.

The only risk we would be taking was if Elodie woke up early and came out looking for us, though the travel must have taken most of her energy already.

If she wasn’t awake by now, I doubt she would wake up anytime soon.

I leaned down and sucked on her nipple.

“Present your tits to me, baby,” I said.

“Oh, God,” she moaned, squeezing her glorious tits together and holding them out for me to feast on.

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