Summer Time Sweets by Alexa Riley
Chapter 5
Liam
You can’t do this.
Iignore the warning in my head, grab her hand, throw some money on the table, and practically run out of the bar. When we get to the door, the storm is hitting hard and it’s pouring outside.
“Climb on up,” I tell Nicole as I turn around and give her my back.
“A piggy-back ride?” she asks, but she’s grinning like it’s Christmas morning.
“You got it, princess.” She hops on, and I raise her up as her arms come around my shoulders and I hold on to her thighs. “Wouldn’t want you getting your pretty feet muddy.”
“Getting dirty doesn’t bother me.” Her lips press against my neck, and I swear my knees get a little weak.
I dart out the door and into the warm rain. The drops echo as I go and drown out all the voices in my head telling me how wrong this is. That I shouldn’t take her to bed. She’s the reason I’m on this damn island to begin with. When I saw her in the bar I was surprised to find something I liked about this place. I’ve spent every second here counting down to when I could leave, but suddenly I want more time. Now that I know she owns the Mermaid, what the hell am I supposed to do? Sleep with her and get her to sign the deed over to me? I’m an asshole, but there’s no way I could stand the look of disappointment in her eyes.
Why couldn’t it have been someone else? Anyone else in that goddamn bar. Why does the one woman who stirs something inside me, something I thought was long dead, turn out to be the one person I need to screw over.
The path to the Mermaid is washing out with all the rain and the sand can’t absorb it fast enough. I splash through puddles in my flip-flops as I see the light in the distance. I try to stay under the canopy of trees for coverage, but I’m completely soaked to the bone. Even the space where Nicole is pressed up against me is soaking wet and I can feel her like a second skin on me.
Fuck, why did she have to be so beautiful, so sinful? Everything about her is exaggerated sex and all I want to do is sink into every curve. I curse the way I need her with every step until I’m carrying her up the steps of the hotel porch. I have to tell her I can’t do this. I want her so badly, but I can’t take her like this. Maybe she’ll sell it to me and afterwards we can try to make this work. But if I sleep with her it’s going to cloud all the plans I’ve made.
I slowly lower her now that we’re out of the rain and I turn around to look at her. Her blonde hair is stuck to her face, but she’s smiling from ear to ear. The light in her eyes makes my chest tight. I don’t want to be the reason that it ever goes away.
“I’ve never had a piggy-back ride before,” she says as she places her hands on my chest.
“Not even when you were a little girl?” Why does it have to feel so damn good when she touches me?
“No. My parents died young and I was raised by my grandparents. They weren’t always in the greatest health and I was kind of a chubby kid.”
The blush of pink on her cheeks forces me to reach out and touch it with the back of my hand.
“You are so beautiful,” I say, more to myself than her.
She shrugs her shoulder and looks away like she hasn’t been told that before. I touch her chin and make her look back at me.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now?” I try to make myself stop, but I can’t. The closer I get to her the more my will to leave her alone is crumbling. If I kiss her I won’t be able to let her go. Not tonight. Maybe not ever.
“I think you might be doing the same thing to me,” she says, moving closer.
Her body is soaked from head to toe, but the night is warm and the rain is like bathwater. Her clothes cling to her curves, and when I glance down I can see straight through her white tank top. Her hard nipples press against the wet material and my tongue grazes along my teeth with the need to taste her there.
What if she wants to sell the place? I could be doing her a favor. I tell myself these things because I’m selfish and I want her. Despite the fact that I should leave her alone. I should tell her everything right now before this goes any further, but I’m trying to convince myself that we can do this and everything will be okay.
“Do you want to take me inside and show me your room?” She runs her hands up my chest and looks up at me through her dark lashes.
This is the moment. I can lay the truth out for her right now and let her decide, or I can be a selfish asshole and try to ask for forgiveness later.
“I have to be honest, though,” she says, and I can hear my heartbeat in my ears. She lowers her voice as she leans in and brushes her lips against mine. “I’ve never done this before.”
A cloud of lust fogs all my good sense and before I can think about what I’m doing I’m hauling her against me as I kiss her and carry her down the hall to my room. I falter when I get to the door because I have to dig the old-fashioned key out of my pocket.
“I’m beginning to regret not switching over to digital,” she moans as my mouth goes to her neck and my hands fumble with the key.
I growl as I jam the key in the lock and get the door open. After we nearly fall through the door, I close it behind us and lock it again. The thought of her leaving through that door gives me a sense of urgency. It hasn’t even truly begun and I’m not ready for it to end.
There’s so much she doesn’t know about me and I’m sure the same goes for her, too. But right now, our bodies are speaking their own language and they’re ready to get well acquainted. When I touch her she’s familiar, like I’ve felt her body before. I know the path of her legs like the back of my hand, and as I kneel before her, it doesn’t feel like the first time. This feels like I’ve been away at sea for a thousand years and I’m finally coming home to my love.
“Spread your legs,” I order as my fingers find the edge of her shorts and unbutton them.
I peel the wet denim down her legs, along with her lacy panties. Her bare thighs are glistening with rainwater, and I lean forward and taste a drop as it chases down her tanned skin. When I slip off her bottoms I run my hands up from her ankles to her hips. Her bare pussy is in front of my face, clean shaven with soft folds that hide her clit.
“You do this all the time?” I run the pad of my thumb against her smooth lips, delicately stroking where there’s no hair.
She bites her bottom lip then nods. I can tell she’s shy about me looking at her, but her innocence is making me feel like a god.
“So fucking pretty,” I whisper as I lean forward and place a kiss on her lips. “Sit on the bed for me, Nicole.”
She does as I ask, and I move between her knees as I reach for her wet tank top and pull it off of her. When I reach around her back to take her bra off, she tugs on my own wet shirt and peels it off me. She laughs as it hits the ground with a splat, and I kiss her as I remove the last of her clothes. She’s naked and smiling at me as I kiss her lips, then her neck and then down to her breasts. Her hums of pleasure turn into cries of delight when I take her nipple into my mouth.
The hard peak feels delicate and sweet on my tongue, and I move back and forth from one to the other until both are red and tight. I place my hand on her chest and she lowers her upper body back onto the bed. I spread her knees farther apart and place her legs over my shoulders. My hands go under her ass and I lift her to my mouth so I can drink from the fountain of youth.
Her sweet, tangy flavor coats my tongue as I dip it between her folds and find her hard nub. Her thighs clench as she tries to close herself off from me, but I’m stronger and I want it so badly she can’t possibly stop me from getting to it.
“Relax, babe. I’m going to take good care of you,” I encourage her as I kiss the insides of her thighs and put my mouth back where she needs it the most.
I tease her clit with my tongue, coaxing her into submission. Soon enough her body relaxes and she begins to move with me. Her legs open and her curious fingers reach into my hair and hold me tighter against her.
She’s unpracticed and I can taste just how truly pure she is. She’s never had a man here before. I’d be able to taste his mark on her, and she’s not claimed. When I’m done with her, they won’t be able to get within twenty feet of her without knowing she belongs to me. I’m going to make damn sure of that.
Thoughts of the future creep into my mind and I shut them all down. I can’t think about tomorrow or what will happen when the sun comes up. The only thing that matters to me is right here and right now.
As the storm rages outside, her cries of pleasure grow louder. She’s panting for release as thunder rolls over the island and the rain pounds against the glass doors beside us. I’ve never been in the middle of the ocean when a storm like this comes through, but it’s nothing compared to the thrill of being between Nicole’s legs.
She’s so close that when I slip two fingers inside her and rub gently against her inner walls, her body responds immediately. Her back arches and her fingers tighten in my hair as she cries out my name. The lights flicker and then the power goes out right as her climax hits. It’s possible the force of her orgasm may have taken out the electricity, but I’m not going to think about it for too long.
Her eyes are heavy and she’s trying to catch her breath as I move up her body and press my cock to her opening.
“Look at me.” My voice rumbles low in my chest as I slide through her wetness and into her pussy.
I sheathe myself in one hard thrust and I can feel her virginity give way to my demands as I hold myself deep inside of her. She cries out once before I kiss her lips and begin to move slowly. Her pussy clamps down around me, and I have to work for every thrust into her. Her body is soft and molds against me as I put my weight on top of her.
Her long legs wrap around me, and I lean down to suck on her nipple as I thrust in and out. I feel like I’m drunk, but I know I’m not. The power of her body is just that intoxicating. She’s got a hold of me and it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I’m drowning in her lust and what could be so much more if only I let it take me.
“Liam.” She calls for me, and I leave her breasts to come to her lips. “Don’t stop.”
Her clear blue eyes plead with me for this to never end, and I nod, swearing to always give her what she wants. In this moment and every moment after. I’m under her spell.
I bury my face in her neck and feel her tighten around my length as I rut on top of her. Her legs fall away, and she becomes boneless as her orgasm hits her again and lights up the night.
Lightning strikes not far from the doors and I can see her silhouette under me as we make love. Every curve of her body, every inch of her perfection is alight with fulfillment. She’s soft and warm as I thrust inside her one final time and release into her waiting body.
There was never a thought of protection or putting a barrier between us. And as I close my eyes and hold her to me, I know in my soul I wouldn’t have used it.
I roll over so that she can lie on top of me while I’m still inside of her. One hand trails up and down her back and the other plays with her hair. I kiss the top of her head as her breathing evens and she falls asleep in my arms.
There is so much we need to say, so much we have to do. But all of that can wait. I look out the glass doors and I see lightning strike in the distance. The storm is far from over.
