Chapter 22
VINNIE
“Absolutely not,” she says, shaking her head and taking a step back. “I’m not getting on that.”
For a girl with a big attitude, she’s scared of everything. I’ve quickly learned she’s a creature of habit and never really steps outside her comfort zone.
“Just five minutes?” I try to grab her hand, but she snatches it away.
“Nope. Not happening.”
I laugh as I stand where the waves crash over the sand and splash up my legs. “It’ll be fun. Don’t you trust me?”
“Obviously not.” She laughs softly and crosses her arms. “Not enough to put my life in danger.”
My eyebrows furrow. “Is this deadly?” I motion toward the Jet Ski. “For real?”
She points at the Jet Ski like it’s going to jump out of the water and bite her. “If I get hurt, then what? How far is the nearest hospital?”
I shrug. “I don’t know.”
“Where’s the ambulance?” she asks, giving me a smug look.
“There isn’t one.”
“You go.” She juts her chin toward the water. “I’ll stay here and write.”
“If you’re not going, I’m not going.” I figure she’ll give in if I refuse to go. I mean, most people would.
“Fine,” she says. “Whatever makes you happy.”
I step forward. “What would make me happy is if you would put that fine ass of yours on that Jet Ski.”
She turns her face toward the sun. “I like land under my feet.”
While she isn’t looking, I bend down and grab her around the knees and hoist her into the air. Her fists immediately come down against my back, repeatedly smacking me as she howls.
“You put me down, Vinnie Gallo.”
“You’re so scary when you’re mad,” I tease her, laughing as I stalk toward the house with her thrown over my shoulder.
“Where are you taking me?”
“If you’re not going out on the water, then I’m going to have my way with you. Remember the worshiping thing?”
All the fight goes out of her as her body stills. “Yeah.”
I slide my hand up her leg and grip her soft skin near her thigh, right at the edge of her cotton underwear. “I’m about to see just how many orgasms you can handle before you beg for me to stop.”
“You talk a big game.”
I swat her ass playfully. “Baby, I always deliver on my promises.”
She slides down my body, staring at me like I’m full of shit, but I’m not. There’s nothing I want more than to explore every inch of her flesh with my lips, tongue, fingers, and cock. No spot will be left untouched.
“Take off your suit,” I tell her.
“Just get naked? Right here?”
“Baby…” I slide my hand across her cheek. “I’ve seen every inch of your body already. If you want me to worship you, I need you naked.”
The sunlight streams in through the windows as she slowly lowers the straps of her swimsuit. Her eyes never leave me as I take in the beauty of her caramel skin, full breasts, and lush hips.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her, and I mean every fucking word. “So freaking hot.”
She stops her hand just before her breasts are exposed. “Don’t talk.”
“Why?”
“You make me nervous.”
I step forward and place my finger under her chin, forcing her to look at me.
I need her not only to hear my words, but to feel them too.
“Don’t be nervous, baby. I love every inch of you.
I’ve never been so attracted to another person in my life.
I’m about to show you just how much I adore your body. ”
She stares at me, blinking but not moving. I take over, moving her hand away from the strap, and I use both hands to pull her bathing suit down her body, showing me everything I’m about to devour.
I bend forward and kiss her breast as I pull the swimsuit down her legs. “I’m going to make you come until you can’t come anymore.”
“I’ve never come more than twice.”
I’m face-to-face with her again, itching to get busy. “Well, baby, I’m going for the world record in orgasms. You’re coming until you’re unconscious.”
She sucks in a breath and looks at me incredulously. “You want me to black out?”
I smirk. “I want you to never forget who owns this body.”
“Well, fuck.”
“We’ll do that too, but first…I feast.”