Page 6 of Island Love

I can’t take my eyes off him as we chat, his presence electric. He’s got swagger for days. A walking, talking fantasy. Lawd, the things I’d let this man do to me.

“What do you like to do for fun?” he asks. “Aside from burning the midnight oil, I mean.”

I take a sip of my drink. “Well, I love to travel. Hawaii was incredible.”

Kai grins. “Nothing beats exploring new places and immersing yourself in different cultures.” He leans back in his seat, completely at ease. “Last year I sailed around the Greek islands. That was paradise.”

“I’m jealous! Greece has been on my bucket list forever.” I clasp my hands, daydreaming about white stone and blue seas. “Santorini just looks magical.”

“It really is.” He touches my arm, sending tingles down my spine.

I flash him a coy smile, skin burning from his touch. Oh yes, this man is trouble. But he just might be worth it.

I feel his eyes on me, taking in every curve. There’s an intensity that wasn’t there before, a renewed heat between us that makes my pulse quicken.

“So tell me,” he says, voice lowered to a smooth rumble. “What do you like to do for fun…when you’re not being a good girl?”

A thrill shoots through me at the implication. I take a slow sip of water before meeting Kai’s gaze.

I run my tongue over my lip.

His eyes darken.

I lean closer, breathing in his expensive cologne. My knee brushes. “I like a man who knows how to…handle me.”

A smile tugs at his full mouth. “Is that so?”

“Mmhmm.” I trail a nail up his arm, watching him shiver. “I like a man who takes control.”

He grasps my wrist, firm but gentle. “Careful what you wish for.”

My heart pounds as he guides my hand to rest on his muscular thigh. His skin is hot, even through the fabric.

I don’t dare move, suspended in this exquisite tension. We’re playing with fire and I want to get burned.

Kai’s voice is rough, filled with intent. “I think this flight just got a whole lot more interesting.”

His thumb strokes over my racing pulse as he holds my gaze. “Tell me something, Hawa. Do you trust me?”

I lick my lips, trembling with anticipation. “Yes.”

“Good.” In one smooth motion he stands, drawing me up with him. Kai swiftly ushers me to the bathroom before anyone pays too much attention to us in the darkened cabin, caging me in with his body.The shades have been lowered for the night portion of our flight. And most first class passengers have closed their partition, leaving the cabin dim and quiet.

“Inside. Now,” he growls.

The command in his voice makes me dizzy with need. I slip past him into the small space, heart racing as he locks the door behind us.

“Now…” His breath is hot on my ear. “How about I take some of that control you seem to want me to have?”

I manage a shaky nod, consumed by the hard planes of his body. He smiles, slow and sinful, then claims my mouth in a searing kiss. I whimper, clasping his massive shoulders as our tongues intertwine. He kisses like it’s a dance - leading, retreating, advancing once more. I’m soaked and aching by the time he finally pulls back.

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Kai’s hands slide around my waist, pulling me close. Our lips crash together in a kiss that’s all teeth and tongue, hungry and desperate.

My nails dig into his shoulders as I push him against the wall. His intoxicating cologne envelops me, all sandalwood and spice.

Kai’s hands are everywhere all at once—tugging at my hair, skimming down my back, grabbing my ass. I moan into his mouth.

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