Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
L iam
“Wow! Where are we?” Elisabetta looks around the small airport and shakes her head. There is a look of wonder in her eyes. She looks so beautiful with her hair down and a smile on her face.There are moments when I look at her and my heart can’t stop racing. “Liam, where are we?”
“ I will tell you in good time, my dear,” I say, feeling light and happy. There’s something so refreshing about being with her. Something that makes me feel like a million dollars. Something that even money can’t buy. And now, we finally enjoy each other. We spent the morning making love. In fact, we almost missed our flight because we made love in the shower before we left.Thankfully, it was a chartered flight so they’d waited on us.
“Are you not going to tell me, Liam?”
“I mean, you’re going to find out soon enough,” I say as we grab our suitcases and head to the front.
“So, what? Are we going to grab a taxi?” She looks surprised as we exit the airport and there’s just one car at the front.
“Where is everyone, by the way?” She looks at me in surprise. “Like we’re not in St Barths, are we?”
“No,” I smile at her. “We’re on another island.”
“And the name of the island is?”
“See if you can guess.”
“Umm…how am I supposed to guess? I don’t know…Jamaica?”
“There are quite a few more people in Jamaica than here.”
“Okay, Barbados, Grenada, Martinique, St Lucia…”
She lists off a number of islands, and I look at her admirably.
“What? I studied geography.” She grins. “And I don’t think we’re on any of those islands.”
“So, I’m going to let you in on a little secret.”
“Okay, and that is?”
“The island has no name yet.”
“What?” She wrinkles her nose. “What do you mean?”
“I mean it hasn’t been named as yet,” I say as we head over to the Jeep. I grab her suitcase and put it in the back and then put my bag beside hers before walking over and opening the passenger door. She gets in, and then I close the door and round the front of the vehicle to get before I pull out the keys and start the ignition.
“How did you have keys to this car already?”
“Because it’s my car. I shipped it over here a couple of months ago.”
“You shipped a car here a couple of months ago?” She looks at me in surprise.
I watch as she looks out the window and takes in the environment.
“Are we, like, in the country somewhere? I’m just saying, there aren’t any other cars or buildings or anything.”
“There are a couple of buildings,” I say. “There aren’t many people that live here. It’s a very low population.”
“Oh, and you just decided to come here?” She looks at me in surprise. “Wait, are you thinking about buying this place or something? Do you want to have a really exclusive resort? Is that why we’re here?”
“Yes and no,” I say as I pull off and make a left. “Look at that.” I point to the turquoise blue water to the right of us. We can see the white sand and the tall, healthy palm trees, their fronds blowing in the wind.
“I can’t believe that is the beach, right there. I don’t remember the last time I’ve been to the beach.”
“You want to go now?”
“Don’t we have to be somewhere?” she asks me in surprise.
“No.” I continue driving for a couple of minutes and then make a right down a dirt road that I already knew existed. I pull to the side, and she stares at me.
“Wait. What’s going on? Is this a public beach?”
“Kind of,” I say as I stop the car and jump out. “Come on.”
“But…”
“But what?”
“I’m in a dress and shoes and…”
“Take your shoes off. We’ll walk in the sand. Trust me; it’s soft and silky.”
“Okay.”
She takes her shoes off, and we walk hand-in-hand to the water. There are two palm trees just standing there at the water’s edge.
She looks over at me. “It’s really beautiful here. So picturesque.”
“You think so?”
“I do, and the water’s so blue. It looks so inviting.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” I smile at her. “You want to go swimming?”
“I don’t have a bathing suit,” she says, shaking her head.
“You don’t? But does that matter?” I start undoing my tie.
Her eyes raise a little bit. “I mean, yeah, I don’t want to get busted by the police for swimming naked in the ocean.”
“Well, it’s the Caribbean Sea, for one, and there are no police here.” I grin, take my shirt off, and throw it to the ground.
“What are you doing, Liam?”
“I’m going to go skinny-dipping,” I say as I tug off my belt and pull down my pants.
She stares at me in shock as I shrug out of my boxers, as well. I’m standing there naked now, grinning at her.
“Feel free to take off your clothes, too.”
“What?” she says, blinking rapidly.
“I own the island. You can skinny-dip to your heart’s desire.”
“You own the island?” Her jaw drops as she looks around.
“There’s no one here to see you. You don’t have to worry. You’re here, and I’ve already seen your naked body, darling.
“But I don’t think my fiancé would be happy.”
“I don’t think he’d mind,” I say as I run into the water. I dive into an oncoming wave, and I jump up, feeling refreshed.
I look back, and she’s still standing there, slightly timid, which surprises me.
“You don’t want to come in?”
“You really and truly own this island?”
“I do.”
“So, you’re like rich , rich.”
“I mean, I’ve got a pretty penny.” I grin. “So, are you coming?”
“I guess so.”
I watch as she pulls off her dress and heads toward me in her bra and panties.
“No, no, no,” I say, shaking my head. “Skinny-dipping involves zero clothes.”
“But…”
“But what? Don’t you want to make love in the sea?”
She stares at me for a couple of seconds with a wicked glint in her eyes. I watch as she pulls off her bra and drops it to the ground. Her hands cover her breasts, and I shake my head in laughter.
“I was just sucking on those nipples not even a couple of hours ago. No need for modesty.”
“I can still be modest,” she says in a girlish voice.
I watch as she takes off her panties, but now, which one does she cover? She drops her hands and covers her pussy; her breasts are perky and jiggly as she heads toward me.
“Come here,” I say as I run toward her.
She starts screaming and shrieking as I grab her.
“What are you doing, Liam?” she screams.
I pick her up and carry her into the water.
“Can you swim?”
“Yes, but…”
I grin as I drop her down, and she splashes. She comes blustering up and glares at me. Her hair is soaked, and there’s water in her eyelashes. She looks like a beautiful siren. I will never forget this moment.
“You’re awful,” she says as she splashes water at me.
“Am I? Am I just the most awful man you’ve ever met in your life?”
“You are,” she says. She grabs hold of my hand and tries to push me into the water, but I’m too strong for her. Instead, I push her back, and she flies backward into the water. She comes back up again, glaring at me. My eyes move to her naked breasts and the water as it streams down her nipples.
“Come here,” I say, growling and holding her hands.
I lift her up, and she wraps her legs around me. Her fingers are on my face, her lips are against mine, and I hold her tight. We just look at each other for a couple of seconds.
“You’re beautiful,” I say as I press my lips to hers. She kisses me back passionately and brings her breasts to my chest. My fingers run down the side of her back, and she moans and whimpers as we kiss.
“I think that this is one of the craziest times of my life,” she says as she pulls away slightly.
“You think?” I say, grinning at her wickedly as I pull her back slightly and adjust my cock.
“Are you…?” she says, and before she knows what I’m doing, I grab her hips and bring her down on me.
“Lean back,” I say.
“What?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got you.”
She nods slightly and leans back, and I thrust into her.
“Oh, my gosh,” she cries out as I thrust into her faster and faster.
Her body bounces up and down, and I watch as her breasts jiggle as I fuck her in the water. It’s not the most amazing sex I’ve ever had. The position is awkward, but it still feels like a million dollars. She cries out as she gets closer and closer to her orgasm, and I slam her into me faster and faster, harder and harder, until her body stills. I increase my pace and bring her up close to me so I can kiss her lips as I come inside of her.
“Oh, shit,” she says, as she wraps her legs tighter and squeezes me. I feel her coming on my cock, and her entire body shudders.
I bring her closer and hold her. She looks at me with a dazed expression.
“Oh, my gosh. That was amazing.”
“I’m glad to hear that you think that,” I say. “Was that your first time?”
“I already told you I’m not a virgin, Liam,” she giggles.
I just glare at her.
“Ask me another question,” she says.
“Obviously, I didn’t mean was that your first time having sex. We fucked all morning.”
“Liam!” she says.
“What? I’m just being honest. Was that your first time in the sea?”
“What if I said it wasn’t? Would you be upset?”
“No,” I say quickly, and she laughs and touches the side of my face.
“Well, that’s good because it was.”
A feeling of euphoria bursts inside of me, and I kiss her passionately again.
“Come on. Let’s go to the sand.”
“But I don’t want to lie in the sand. It’s rough and grainy, and there’ll be sand everywhere.”
“That is true. I didn’t think about that.” I nod in agreement. “I don’t have any towels, and while I love licking everything off of you, I don’t really want to lick sand.”
“So, what do we do?” she asks.
“I guess we stand in the sand and dry off.” I rub my upper thighs. “Oh, Elisabetta, don’t be mad at me, please.”
“I’m not mad at you. I mean, at least not about that.”
“You’re still mad at me about…” My voice trails off and I feel a sinking feeling in my stomach.
“Of course, I’m still mad at you about what’s going on with my dad. That’s going to take me a long time to get over. Just because I allowed you to carnally know me doesn’t mean I’m going to forgive and forget that easily.”
“Okay,” I say. “That’s understandable. So, does that mean that we’re not sharing a bed tonight?”
“I’ll think about it.” She grins.
“So, does that mean I need to fuck you one more time in the ocean so that?—”
“Liam!” She giggles. “You’re insatiable!”
“I mean, when it comes to you, I am. Do you know how long I waited?”
“You’re acting like you waited years. It hasn’t even been…” She blushes slightly. “You know what? I don’t even want to think about how long I’ve known you because I might feel like a bit of a slut.”
“Don’t say that,” I say, glaring at her.
“What?”
“I don’t want to ever hear you use the word slut about yourself again.”
“I was just joking. I don’t really…”
“I really like you, and what we’ve done and what we’re doing, well, it’s special.”
I take a deep breath. I’m feeling really uncomfortable at this moment, and I don’t really know how to express what I’m feeling. But something inside of me wants to let her know that this just isn’t about the sex; this just isn’t about me needing her body.
“You are…”
“I know, I’m beautiful—thank you—and funny and charismatic and…”
“You’re special to me,” I say, placing my hand over her heart.
“Are you trying to cop a feel of my breasts again?” she says, half-joking, and I shake my head.
“No. I just wanted to feel your heartbeat because it reminds me that I have one, too.”
“What do you mean?” she says, her expression changing slightly. Her eyes grow softer, and the teasing look disappears from her lips.
We’re being serious now, and it feels weird and yet, right.
“This is going to sound really corny…”
“Oh, boy, here we go,” she says, and then pauses. “Sorry, I don’t know how to act in serious moments.”
“It’s okay. Neither do I. I’ve never really had a serious moment like this before.”
“Me either,” she says, blinking. “I mean, I don’t know how serious this moment’s going to be. If it’s going to be serious, serious or not serious, but…let me be quiet,” she says.
“It’s okay. I guess what I’m trying to say is I like you.”
“And I like you, too,” she says, nodding, “which is weird because…”
“I know.”
“Because we haven’t known each other that long.”
“Yeah, that’s definitely correct.”
“But when we were kids, we always heard that there was a possibility of people liking each other very quickly.”
“Yeah, I mean, I always heard that. I didn’t know if it was true or anything, but, hey…”
I grab her hand and place it over my heart. “You feel this?”
“Your hair or your skin?” she says blankly.
“My heartbeat, goofy.”
“Oh, let me see.” She presses her fingers closer to my chest.
I never want her to let go of me. I feel like there’s a fusion going on between our bodies, and it’s both scary and amazing at the same time.
“I feel it,” she says softly.“I may not be a doctor or a nurse, but I kind of know what a heartbeat feels like.”
“It’s beating that way for you,” I say, feeling awkward and stiff.
“Okay. Thanks. I mean, isn’t it kind of beating so you can stay alive?” She pauses. “Sorry, that was awkward, wasn’t it?”
“No, but I never thought I would meet someone more awkward than me, and I guess I kind of have.”
She makes a face. “So, what are you trying to say?”
“I mean, isn’t it apparent?”
“I don’t know,” she says, shrugging and looking down.
“I mean, is it or isn’t it? I think it means that maybe I’m kind of falling for you, Elisabetta Franco.”
“Oh, yeah.”
I grab her chin and lift it so she can stare into my eyes. There’s a light there that maybe I’ve never seen before, and it makes my heart jump for joy. It makes me realize that not only am I falling for her, I’ve already fallen. Shock is all I can think of. Never in a million years did I intend to fall in love.
“You okay?” She blinks rapidly. “Your expression just changed.”
“I think I might be going crazy,” I say.
“Oh, okay.” She looks disappointed.
And I quickly rush to continue speaking.
“But in the best way, because I never thought this would happen for me, and while everything’s been really fast, I’m kind of happy and excited to be here with you, and you know…”
“What?” she says.
“I think I’m falling in love with you.”
“You are?” She grins.
My heart races. “Yes, I am, so…”
“So what?” she says.
“Do you have nothing else to say to me?”
“Umm.” She gives me a wicked little smile, and then I watch her jump into the water and swim away.
And all I can think is, She ’ s a little minx.