26. Ike
26
IKE
All this running around for fucking Chinese food. I couldn’t believe the lengths I was willing to go to for Isla. But she was worth it. Plus, being away from the cabin, I could conduct business without feeling guilty. There were things I needed to do, and I didn’t like talking about them in front of her. She had already been through enough.
“Order for IKE,” the man behind the counter called out.
I walked up to the counter and handed over the cash, waiting for my change. I glanced around, making sure I wasn’t followed. I’d been extremely careful since Isla was drugged. I knew she wasn’t up for a long trip home, which was a huge reason why I brought her to the resort.
But I wasn’t stupid enough to think that I could protect her on my own any longer. This whole situation had gotten out of hand, and I had to admit that I needed help. As soon as the Irish figured out we had Shawn, they’d come for her next as leverage.
With the food in hand, I walked out the door and scanned the parking lot. “Fox, how are we looking?”
“All clear. You know, I hate to point this out, but it doesn’t look like you got enough food for the rest of us.”
“That’s because I was ordering for Isla.”
I heard him scoff into comms. “Would it have killed you to think of the others in your life? I mean, I’m suffering, too. It wasn’t that long ago that I was in the hospital. I don’t remember you bringing me any Chinese food.”
“That’s because you didn’t tell anyone you were in the hospital.”
“Does that mean you would have brought me some?”
“Nope.”
“Ouch. You know, that hurts, man. I have feelings, too.”
I flipped off comms so I didn’t have to hear him complain anymore and got in my car. Now I had to get to the cafe to get her a damn cup of coffee that I knew she wasn’t going to drink. In the three days we’d been at the resort, she’d eaten approximately one meal a day. Her appetite just hadn’t returned yet. I knew it hadn’t come roaring back yet. She just wanted to get rid of me. And I obliged her.
I was well aware that I was being overbearing. Hell, I was practically sitting on top of her to get her to rest. She didn’t think she needed it, but I damn well knew when her head hit the pillow and she immediately fell asleep that her body was still in recovery mode. But I’d let her think this one time that she’d won. I wasn’t going to be an asshole about it and take that away from her. She was safe, and that was all that mattered.
I dialed IRIS, checking in with him for the second time since leaving the cabin. He answered on the second ring with a huge sigh.
“Yeah?”
“How is she?”
“She’s sneaking around outside.”
“What?”
“You heard me. She’s tiptoeing around cabins and looking inside.”
“For what reason?”
“How the hell should I know? Would you like me to go ask her?”
“No, don’t bother her.”
Why the hell would she peek into other cabins? That was so unlike her. Wasn’t it? Maybe I didn’t know her as well as I thought.
“Oh, wait a minute. She seems really interested in this one cabin.”
“Who’s is it?”
“Uh…the couple from Pasadena.”
Pasadena. “Aren’t those people usually pretty strait-laced?”
“How the hell should I know? Why do you keep asking me questions I don’t know the answers to?”
“What is she doing now?”
“Uh…still looking in the cabin. Huh. This is interesting.”
“What? What is it?” I didn’t like the sound of whatever was going on.
“Jane just arrived. She just scared Isla…caught her peeking. And now she’s rushing over. Oh, now she’s crouching down under the window with her.”
“What the fuck are they doing?”
“Again, I don’t know. Okay, now they’re both looking through the window. Now they’re tilting their heads to the right and?—”
He stopped so suddenly that I almost swerved off the road for fear that something happened. “What? What is it? Talk to me, IRIS!”
“I think…I think they might be watching someone have sex.”
“What?”
“Just a hunch. Jane has her sex face on.”
I grimaced at that. “I didn’t need to know that.”
He chuckled over the phone. “Dude, your girl is dirty.”
“Fuck, would you shut up, IRIS?”
I was driving. The last thing I needed to think about was Isla getting off watching someone else having sex, especially when I wasn’t there to join her.
“Okay, I think they’re gonna leave…No, they’re looking again. Man, whatever is going on in there must be really interesting.”
“Well, why don’t you go find out?”
“And ruin their fun? I would never do such a thing.”
“This is ridiculous. I’m hanging up now.”
“Oh, you’re gonna miss some good stuff,” he laughed. “I’ll fill you in when you get back.”
He hung up and I tossed the phone across the car. I was fucking pissed. I never should have left her alone. I should have sent someone else for the food. It took forever to get her coffee and then I had to stop for gas. By the time I got back to the cabin, I was pretty sure her Chinese food was cold. I rushed inside, ready to catch her in the act, but what I found was her passed out on the bed with wet hair and a towel wrapped around her waist. I pulled the covers up over her body and pressed a kiss to her lips.
Fuck, this woman could get away with murder if she tried hard enough.
The cold air bit my skin as I stood out on the front porch. It was fucking cold outside, but it was the only place I could talk to any of the teams.
“He’s still inside,” Lock confirmed. “We’ve seen no signs of the Irish. I think we need to move now while we still can.”
“Agreed. Let’s take him.”
“We’ll move in immediately.”
“Lock,” I cut in before he could hang up, “remember, don’t hurt the guy.”
“You know, I don’t know very many guys in your position who would be quite so willing to keep their lover’s ex in good condition after the shit he’s pulled.”
I gritted my teeth, pissed that I had to do it. “It’s for Isla, not me. If it were up to me, I’d kill the fucker and be done with it.”
“Are you sure she doesn’t have a thing for this guy still?”
“Positive.”
“Alright, we’ll keep our hands off.”
“Keep me posted.”
“Will do.”
I hung up and headed back inside just as Isla was waking up from her nap. Stretching on the bed, her hair hung in somewhat dry curls down her back and her towel had long since been removed.
Well, I removed it. I couldn’t help myself. I liked to see her naked.
“Hey, sleepyhead.”
She smiled at me, rubbing her eyes. “How long was I asleep?”
“A couple of hours. Did you sleep while I was gone?” I asked, feigning ignorance.
“I just watched some television.”
“Anything good?” I asked, looking over at her as I kicked off my shoes and took off my coat.
She shrugged, a look of panic coming over her face as she tried to come up with an answer. “Uh…just something about wildlife.”
“Like the nature channel?”
“Uh…yep.”
I grabbed the remote and flipped the TV on. “Let’s check it out.” I shifted my arm behind her head and pulled her against my chest as I flipped through the channels. Not surprisingly, we didn’t get the nature channel—whatever that was.
“Hmm. It doesn’t seem to be available.”
“That’s odd,” she murmured, fidgeting with the blankets. “Maybe it was something else.”
“Well, you have been under a lot of stress,” I reminded her.
“Yeah.”
“Maybe you need some more sleep,” I said, holding back a grin, knowing she would kick my ass if I made her sleep anymore.
“I think I’m good.”
With one swift move, I laid her on the bed beneath me and pressed my growing cock against her warm pussy. I knew she was wet for me, even if she was sore and in desperate need of a break. My lips skimmed over her nose, brushing against her eyelids and her cheeks.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I ground out, thrusting my hips against her. “Fuck, I can’t go another minute without your warm pussy wrapped around my cock.”
“Knox,” she said breathlessly. “What?—”
I nipped at her lip, drawing it between my teeth. “What’s that, baby?”
“What are you—” She gasped as I slid my hand down her belly between her legs. Fucking soaked, just as I suspected. I thrust two fingers inside her, careful not to be too rough with her since I’d already worn her out enough over the past few days, I fucked her slowly, watching every flutter of her eyes, every stilted gasp, every fucking time she murmured my name.
I was a fucking goner.
I pulled my fingers out, mesmerized as her eyes flew open and she stared at me in confusion. With a devilish smirk, I slid both fingers into my mouth, moaning at the taste of her on my lips. Fuck, she was amazing.
“Too much? Need a break?”
“Wh—what?”
I sat up, getting off the bed as I adjusted myself. As I turned, I grinned to myself. She popped up, staring at me incredulously.
“What are you doing?”
I turned to her with a frown. “I don’t want to wear you out. I’ve been all over you the last few days. Not that I can help myself,” I said, letting my eyes trail over her breasts. Fuck, she was a sight to see. This was the problem. No matter how many times I told myself she needed to rest, I found myself unable to hold back. She was just so fucking tempting.
“Knox,” she growled. “You don’t get to start something with me and then walk away.”
“Baby, I wasn’t walking away.”
“Yes, you were. You just?—”
“Wanted you to ask for it,” I finished, cocking an eyebrow at her.
“You were what?”
“You heard me.” I stripped off my pants and tossed them to the side, then pulled my shirt over my head. Her eyes caught on the thin trail of hair that started at my belly button and led down to my cock. I got hard every time she followed it, and when she touched it, I nearly exploded. Her curiosity always got the better of me.
What would it be like to have her tie me up while she explored every fucking inch of my body? Could I handle that? Could I take having her hands on me, but not being able to touch her? I was willing to test my limits, but that might be pushing it too far.
She got to her knees, spreading her thighs as she crawled toward me. Once she was in front of me, she slowly trailed her finger up the thin line of hair. My cock bobbed in anticipation, begging for her attention now that she was so fucking close. Some men liked their balls played with. Others liked their nipples pinched. With Isla, it was her fingers skating over that fucking happy trail. Just one fucking touch and I was ready to explode, to throw her down on the bed and bury my cock inside her.
And she fucking knew what she was doing to me.
She looked up at me underneath those long, thick lashes and smiled at me, fucking tempting me with that gorgeous mouth. She started to bend down, but I caught her by the hair, holding her back from moving any closer to my cock. Not because I didn’t want it, but because if she put her mouth on me, I wouldn’t be able to hold back, and that wasn’t something I could do with her right now, not so soon after what she had been through. It was one thing to pull every last ounce of pleasure out of her. It was another to use her mouth like a fuck toy and make her choke on my cock. That would come later. Much, much later.
With a firm grip on her hair, I pulled her up until she was face-to-face with me. Her eyes stared at me with wonder. Her tongue flicked out, licking her lips, and I lost it. I crashed into her. My mouth latched onto hers, taking what I so desperately wanted. At the same time, I grabbed her around the waist and hauled her against my body, and then we were falling onto the bed. I collided with her, my hand still gripping her hair as I kissed her with everything in me.
Her hot breath fanned over my cheek as she gasped for air. She wasn’t the only one who was breathless. I was lost in her, fucking going insane without feeling her wrapped around me. My cock felt her warmth and slipped inside her. Gripping her hip, I thrust inside, shouting as I bottomed out. Her nails dug into my back as she cried out my name.
Over and over, I made love to her, fucking her hard and branding her with my kisses and cum until she couldn’t fucking move.
Until she passed out.
Until the fear of that night finally dulled enough for me to finally fall asleep with her wrapped tightly in my arms.