Chapter 23
I can’t say I was one hundred percent onboard with being shipped off to some unknown island. The only reason I didn’t object was because Aurora seemed to love the idea. And like the lost fucking puppy I am, once again, I follow her.
I’m in this with her until the end. And I hope that’s a really fucking long time away. Because there is so much I want to do and experience with her. I just have to figure out a way to beat my parents first.
I know things about them that could have the whole organization, including Dublin, turning on them.
Do I want that to happen? No. What I want is for them to stop with the fucking witch hunt, drop the bounties on our heads, and accept that Aurora and I are un-fucking-breakable.
I will not let anyone come between us again.
I thought I could move on from her. I thought I could honor my cousin and leave her. That didn’t last long. One call from her in need and I went running. And when I saw the barrel of that rifle pointed at her head, I knew then and there that I would do anything to keep her.
We were dropped on this island by helicopter. It’s obvious Aurora has been here before as she leads me from the helipad to the house. We’re walking along a wooden path surrounded by gardens.
“You sure this is a good idea? Being here?” I ask her.
“This is the best idea my brother has ever had. We are completely alone, Connor. Just you and me. And wait till you see this place! It’s literal heaven.” She beams.
The closest thing to heaven I’ve ever felt is her . But I don’t bother to say that. “What if something happens? How would we get off the island? What if we run out of food? Is there even food here?” I glance around like a grocery store is going to suddenly pop up. It doesn’t.
“Lorenzo would have had the place stocked. My Zia Lola doesn’t live here anymore, but the family uses the property all the time. And if we need to get off the island, there’s a yacht.”
“You know how to drive a yacht?” I lift a questioning brow at her.
“No, but you’re a smart guy. I’m certain if we needed it, you’d figure it out.” Aurora winks at me and then she lets go of my hand and starts running. “Come on! I can’t wait for you to see it.”
My shoes hit the deck with loud thumps as I chase after her. Fuck, she’s fast. But I’m faster. I catch her right as we hit the sand. My arms wrap around her waist and scoop her up.
“Got you.” I bite down on her shoulder. And then my eyes peer out ahead of us. “Holy shit.” I let out a low whistle and set Aurora back onto her feet.
“Told you. It’s gorgeous, right?”
“It is,” I say. “I’ve seen a lot of beaches. But this is… something else.” The water is pristine, clear. The sand is white and untouched. And we are the only two people for miles and miles. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
“I think we’re going to have a lot of fun here, Connor.” Aurora sighs. “Wanna see the house?”
“Lead the way.” I hold out an arm. “Just so you know, I’d have fun with you anywhere.”
“Same. But it doesn’t hurt to have all of this.” Aurora twirls around. “Just for us.”
“It doesn’t.” I follow her into the house. It’s nice, airy. Nothing like the homes I’ve lived in before.
The first thing I do is head to the kitchen and open the fridge, not because I’m hungry but because I want to make sure there’s actual food.
Nobody wants a hangry Aurora—trust me. If I don’t feed her, she’ll probably end up stabbing me again.
Also, I want to make sure she’s not going to starve to death.
“Okay, show me where this yacht is,” I tell her. If that is our only way off this island, then I want to learn all I can about it. I need to know how to get her out of here if need be.
“Really? Now? Because I was thinking we could go for a swim. It’s really hot outside, and the ocean looks really inviting.”
I lose track of what she’s talking about when her shirt hits the ground, followed by her bra. Aurora doesn’t stop there. Her hands reach behind her back next.
“Wait until you feel how perfect the water is,” she says as her skirt lands on the floor.
When her fingers hook into her panties and she drags them down her legs, I freeze. That is until she sprints out the door. Fucking naked.
“Aurora, what the hell?” I chase after her while stripping out of my own clothes. Having to stop to kick my shoes off means she’s already in the water when I finally catch up to her again.
“Are you…” I’m about to say “crazy” before I stop and search for a better word. “…trying to kill me?”
Aurora splashes water at my face. “Water isn’t going to kill you, Connor.”
“No, but you naked, out in the open, in this water just might,” I grunt.
Aurora’s brows draw down. Her head tilts to the side. “I thought you liked me naked.”
“You know I love you naked. Just not where other people could see you.” I tug her against my body.
Her legs wrap around my waist, and I flinch slightly as she puts weight down on the shoulder that is still healing from the bullet wound.
The stitches came out, but for some reason, that arm is still giving me grief.
“Sorry.” Aurora goes to untangle her body from mine.
I hold her tighter as the waves crash around us. “Don’t be. It’s fine.”
“It’s not fine. You’re hurt, and I don’t like being the cause of more pain than I already have been. I know I don’t feel a lot for people, but you’re different. With you, I feel everything. I feel it all when it’s you.”
“I love you.” My lips press to hers.
“I love you,” she says.
My cock nudges against her center. “We’re going to tick off another first.” I smirk.
“First what?”
“First time we’ve fucked in the ocean.”
“Wait… Have you? Before?” she asks.
“Never. This is a first for me too, babe.” Stopping any further questions, I fuse my lips with hers.
My tongue pushes into her mouth and I taste a mixture of salt water and everything Aurora.
My hands massage the flesh of her ass. My cock rubs up and down her pussy, pressing right between her folds.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I groan while deepening the kiss.
Aurora’s nails dig into my shoulders. I shift her weight, reach a hand between us, and line the tip of my cock up with her entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask her.
“I was born ready for you,” she says, sinking herself down on my cock. “It feels… different.”
I glide in and out and then back in. “Different good or different bad?”
She’s right. It is different. I’ve never fucked anyone in water. It’s really not as good as the movies make it out to be.
“I don’t know… I don’t want to stop, though,” she says.
“I’m never going to stop fucking you.” I make small steps back towards the shoreline. I need to fuck her, and this water thing isn’t doing it for her. I can tell.
“What about when I’m old and wrinkly and ugly?” she asks me.
“As long as I’ve got a dick and you’ve got a pussy, we are going to be fucking. Also, it’s impossible for you to ever be ugly.”
When I finally get to dry land, I lay Aurora down on her back, not breaking our connection. My mouth latches on to one of her breasts, while my fingers pinch and pull at her other nipple. My cock is buried deep inside her as she starts moving her hips beneath me. Circling them and lifting upwards.
I release her nipple with a plop. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come within seconds.”
“No you won’t.” She laughs before shooting me a warning glare. “And not inside me.”
At least one of us still has some sense. I honestly don’t ever want to use a condom with her again, not now that I know just how damn good she feels bare. I’m also not an idiot. Now is not the time to get Aurora knocked up.
“I won’t. And I’m sure as fuck not coming before you,” I grit out.
I sit and pick up her right leg, resting her ankle over my shoulder. Then, tilting forward, I manage to get my cock even deeper inside her. Hitting that magic spot that makes her go fucking wild.
I continue to fuck her. Harder, faster. Until her eyes roll back into her head, and she’s screaming.
Hearing her call my name is my undoing. Pulling out of her, I take hold of my cock and pump it, spilling all of myself onto her stomach.
I run my finger through my cum as I draw the initials PC + SB and then circle them with a heart.
“What did you write?” Aurora asks me.
“That I love you.” I lean down and press my lips to hers, pouring everything I feel for her into a single kiss, while silently praying that I never lose her.