Chapter 3
Sofie wasn’t going to think about Jaxon. She was going to enjoy her time in paradise. It was their second night on the island. She and Alana had spent half the day together treating themselves. They had appointments at the local spa. Sofie had indulged in a massage, manicure, and pedicure, and she even had one of those mud body wraps done. It was getting late, and Alana had retired to her bungalow.
London hadn’t spared any expense. Sofie was certainly glad he had convinced her to let him pay for this trip. Her spacious bungalow was located over a lagoon. Every window gave her a breathtaking sight of the white sandy beaches off in the distance and the crystal-blue waters surrounding her quarters. She had never been anywhere as beautiful as this. This place screamed expensive, and she was sure the price tag would have taken a good chunk of her savings. Life as a registered nurse wasn’t glamorous, nor did it allow her to afford such luxuries as this.
Hence why she was getting dressed to go out. There was a party for guests of the resort she wanted to attend. She hadn’t come on this luxurious vacation to not enjoy the amenities. She was going to take full advantage of everything that came with their vacation package.
Sofie walked into her bathroom to assess herself in the mirror. It was still warm outside, so she chose to wear one of her new bikinis she had purchased for this trip. She chose a white suit that was sexy. The thin straps rested on her shoulders while the bottoms were high-waisted, showcasing her wide hips and ample bottom. She paired it with a bright-pink knit cover-up that fell to her mid-thigh.
“Okay, it’s too warm to have my hair down,” she murmured. She grabbed a hair tie and pulled her long, dark hair up into a ponytail. She left tendrils down at the base of her neck and around her face. After touching up her makeup and her lip gloss, she found herself to be perfect and ready for a night out. She smiled and hoped she could find a cute, single guy to spend the evening with. “You are such a whore.”
She laughed and wandered through her bungalow and snatched up her small purse and rested the straps across her body to allow it to sit on her waist. She tossed her keycard into it, ensured she had money for tips, and was out the door.
A warm tropical breeze blew, caressing her skin. She walked down the few steps of her terrace to the wooden deck that expanded to all of the bungalows and led to the island. She took in the beautiful darkened sky littered with stars. The moon was high, and if she were a painter, she would certainly take advantage of this stunning sight and put it on canvas.
She arrived onto the white sandy beach that expanded for miles around. She sighed, loving this vacation. She already didn’t want to go home. Eyeing the trail and the signage, she followed the instructions. The tall trees that she was sure provided shade during the day created a cozy feeling.
Sofie strolled along, admiring nature until she came to an opening. There were plenty of lamps highlighting the area, fire pits placed strategically around the wooden bars. The decor fed into the island ‘getaway’ vibe. A popular Bob Marley song played through the speakers as directed by the DJ whose booth was located off to the side. Sofie took in the crowd that seemed to be growing by the minute. There were tables and chairs strewn around, with waiters serving the patrons. This was an adult-only event which she was sure was appropriate. There were couples dancing on the makeshift dance floor that left little to the imagination as to what they would prefer to be doing.
Sofie smiled and made her way to the bar. She slid into one of the empty, round swivel chairs. The bartender was currently making a few drinks for a trio of women who were together. The girls seemed to be tipsy already. Sofie chuckled at their goofy antics and chatter.
The bartender, a muscular man who appeared to be a native of the islands, tossed her a smile. His dark hair flipped into his eyes. He jerked his head back to shift his hair out of the way. His arms were laden with tribal tattoo art. Sofie leaned against the bar and returned his smile. She was patient and could wait for him to finish serving his other customers.
Spinning around in her chair, she leaned back against the bar to take in the area. Her body swayed to the music. She sort of wished Alana was here with her. They had been best friends for years and always traveled together. But now her friend was married with a baby. She understood that Alana’s priorities were her family. Sofie couldn’t wait for that to be her. She just hoped it wouldn’t take too much longer before she found Mr. Right. Then she and Alana could experience the next phase of their lives together.
But for now, she was single and would make the most of it.
The girls’ gasps caught her attention. Their heads fell together as their chatter floated over to her.
“He is so fine,” one whispered loudly.
“I’d definitely do him. No question about it,” another said. “He looks like he’s got a big dick.”
“Bitch, please. He’s coming back to my room tonight. Just ignore the screaming you’ll hear,” the third joked.
They fell into a fit of giggles. Sofie laughed at their conversation. They must be on a girls’ trip.
Sofie’s curiosity was piqued. She followed their gaze to the other side of the bar. She turned slightly and froze in place.
Jaxon.
Of course she couldn’t get away from him. He sat smoking a huge cigar and held a small glass in front of him. He looked up and eyed the women who were not hiding their interest in him. There were two blondes and a brunette. They were dressed in skimpy outfits that revealed everything. Sofie was sure the blondes weren’t natural, and from the looks of their bodies, they had all had work done. Were these the type of women who drew his attention?
“What if he wanted all three of us?” the first one whispered fiercely.
“What happens on vacation…”
“Stays on vacation.”
Sofie shook her head. She wouldn’t be surprised if he pulled all three of them. A sharp pain suddenly pierced her heart. She inhaled sharply, an unfamiliar sensation tingling through her.
Was that jealousy?
Sofie eyed the women again, this time seeing them in a different light. Her gaze went back to him. He tossed the women a smile, and she basically watched them melt in their seats.
Jaxon was shirtless, his muscles clearly defined. His dark hair was pushed back away from his face in a tousled style. It appeared as if he’d run his fingers through it. She bit her lip and held back a sigh.
It was obvious why the women were in a tizzy about him. He was drop-dead gorgeous and looked like a Greek god.
His gaze flickered and met hers. His lips curled up into a wide grin.
“Shit,” she murmured. He’d caught her eyeing him.
He pushed back from his seat and lifted his glass. The girls’ excitement grew. They were basically eye-fucking him as he walked around the bar.
“What can I get you, pretty lady?” the bartender asked. He stopped in front of Sofie, offering her a wide grin.
“I’ll take a mai tai,” she replied.
“Coming right up.” He winked at her, glancing over her shoulder.
Sofie inhaled sharply and breathed in the scent of the smoky, sweet aroma of tobacco, leather, and wood. It smelled so good, she briefly closed her eyes before opening them. The women were now silently staring at her.
“Put it on my tab, Maleko,” Jaxon said from behind her.
“Sure thing, Jaxon.” Maleko jerked his head in a nod, turning away.
Jaxon took the vacant seat beside her. He finished off his drink and set the empty glass on the bar. He rested his body against the bar next to her. Sofie couldn’t help the way her gaze drifted along his pectoral muscles that were scattered with light hair. She followed its trail down toward his shorts. She swallowed hard, recognizing he was all man. Hard muscles, little to no fat on his body.
“My eyes are up here, Sofie,” he murmured.
Her gaze flew up to meet his, and she took in the cocky grin.
He lifted the cigar to his mouth and sucked a long drag, blowing out the smoke in the air. “If you’re not careful, I’ll start to think you’re interested in what you see.”
“I’m just trying to figure out where you got the audacity to invade my space and pay for my drink,” she shot back. She was going to try her best to ignore her body’s reaction to him, but that was proving to be hard. Her core clenched with need, and her nipples drew into tight little buds, rubbing against the soft cloth of her bathing suit.
“You’re always busting my balls.” He grinned. Raw heat and desire flared to life in his eyes.
Sofie was playing with fire. This she was sure of, but she was never one to back down from a challenge.
“Don’t leave them out in the public and you should be safe.” She shrugged.
Maleko returned with her drink and set it down in front of her. The peanut gallery had yet to tear their gaze from her and Jaxon. She toyed with the glass for a moment, lifting it to take a sip. It was made to perfection. Maleko was certainly heavy-handed with the rum, and she wasn’t going to complain.
“My balls are fine where they are,” he murmured. He leaned over closer, his lips brushing her ear.
She shivered, gripping her glass with both hands to have something to hold on to.
“But anytime you want to play with them,” he said, “let me know.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She arched a brow at him.
He lifted his head and grinned. He took another hit from his cigar then set it down on the ashtray Maleko must have left for him.
After she took another sip of her drink, she jerked her head to the women who were still watching them. “I’m sure they would love to play with your balls and your little stick.”
Sofie had to hand it to him. He hadn’t taken his eyes off her since he’d arrived at her side. The smile slipped from his lips while his gray eyes narrowed on her. He moved closer, pressing his body to hers. A gasp escaped from her at the feeling of his warm skin against hers. She inhaled sharply, taking in the scent of his cigar and him. His hand slipped up to the back of her neck and held her in place.
Fuck.
A whimper came out, and she wasn’t too happy about it. She didn’t want him to know how much he was affecting her, but by the slight sound that rumbled from him—he knew. Jaxon lowered his head again, placing his lips near her ear. Whatever he was about to say, it was for her only.
“If I was interested in them, they would already be back in my place riding and sucking on my cock,” he breathed. He tightened his grip and pressed his hips to her thigh.
Another whimper. The bulge she felt let her know that Jaxon Keith was anything but small.
“As little as you may think of me, I never play games, Sofie.”
She swallowed hard, rendered speechless. Staring up into his eyes, she felt as if she were in a trance. Jaxon was weaving his web around her, and at the moment she didn’t care.
“What do you have in mind?” she whispered.
His lips tilted up into a crooked grin. He released his hold on her and picked up his cigar. Now it was nearing the end, only a small part of it remained.
“What happens on vacation…” He paused, taking a drag from his cigar.
“Stays on vacation,” she finished softly.
He had apparently heard the women speaking. Not that they were trying to keep quiet when they’d been making plans.
But it would seem she was the object of his desires tonight.
She had left her bungalow with the intent of having a good time and maybe even hooking up with someone. She even had the protection in her purse in case someone caught her eye.
She took another sip of her drink, thinking how crazy it was that she was actually considering his offer.
Why the hell not.
Maybe what Alana had said was true. Maybe they needed to fight it out in the sheets.
Her mind was made up.
Jaxon would be the perfect person to expel her pent-up sexual need. It had been a while since she had been in the arms of a sexy man who had given her pleasure. Lately, her toys had been getting a lot of work.
Another sip, and she set her glass back down. She turned to him, her gaze sweeping his body again. She stood from her chair, her body sliding along his. She tilted her head back and offered what she hoped was a sexy grin.
“Just in case you didn’t know, I like to dance.” She moved away, ensuring her breasts brushed his chest. She held back a whimper this time and was proud of herself. She walked away, putting a little more emphasis into the sway of her hips. She felt the heat of his gaze on her.
The music was loud, and a good, slow-beat song flowed from the speakers. She threaded her way through the throng of people. Couples gyrated against each other to the rhythm. The lighting was low in the area. Her arms rose as she swayed and danced to the song. It didn’t take long for strong arms to wrap around her waist and pull her back against a warm, solid body. She recognized the scent of Jaxon and his cigar.
She gasped, pressing her behind against the hardness of his cock. Moisture gathered at the apex of her thighs. He nuzzled the crook of her neck, his lips trailing along her skin. He moved with her, his body rocking with hers. His large hands splayed on her stomach, holding her in place.
“You’re going to tease me, huh?” he whispered in her ear.
Even with the loud music floating through the air, she heard him. She turned her head slightly, meeting his heated gaze. She rocked her hips, thrusting her ass back into him. The slight intake of his breath was accompanied by a groan. His hand on her stomach tightened.
He nipped at her ear. “You are going to pay for that.”
“Oh, will I?” She widened her eyes, trying to appear innocent, but Jaxon wasn’t buying it.
“You most definitely will.” His voice rumbled in his chest.
They continued their seductive dance. Sofie’s attention was on the man behind her only. The crowd of people faded. Everyone was lost in their own worlds. She leaned her head back to rest it on his chest. He was much taller than her, and his warm embrace had her body going haywire.
The music changed into another one that was sensual and seductive.
She bit her lip at the feeling of Jaxon’s free hand slipping underneath her bathing suit cover. His warm palm skated over her thigh, drawing a moan from her. She reached up behind her, diving her fingers into his thick hair. His lips pressed against her neck, leaving a trail of kisses over her skin.
His finger ran along the fabric of her suit that covered her mons. She bit her lip, arching back against him. Her breaths increased as she tried to fight to bring air into her lungs. Her core clenched, screaming for release. Her senses were heightened, and the skin on her arms prickled from the goosebumps forming.
She pushed her hips forward, inviting him, almost daring him to make a move.
It wasn’t long before he answered her unspoken challenge.
Jaxon’s long finger slipped underneath the edge of her bathing suit and arrived at the hood of her pussy. She tightened her fingers in his hair. Jaxon boldly moved his finger to her slit. She spread her legs wider to grant him access and give permission. He took full advantage of her move and connected with her clit. Her pussy was drenched, and she wasn’t ashamed of how wet she was. His finger was immediately covered with her arousal.
A groan tore from him. He scraped his teeth over her skin, sinking them into her. Not enough to break the skin, but just enough pressure was applied to send a jolt of electricity to her core.
His finger strummed her swollen bud. Her breath caught in her throat as he worked her over. She basked in the sensations coursing through her. His finger slipped away and dipped into her, coating him even more. He held her flush against him, his bulge rubbing against her. He slid his finger through her slit and returned to her swollen nub. She rode his hand, feeling wanton and desirable.
“Jaxon,” she breathed. Her words were barely audible. Her climax was closing in on her. She inhaled sharply, her muscles growing taut. She was so close to orgasm. The thought that someone was watching them was like adding fuel to the fire of need burning deep within her. She bit her lip, desperate to feel Jaxon’s large cock slide inside her.
“Mmm…I like the sound of my name on your lips,” he murmured.
He nipped the lobe of her ear. His warm breath caressed her, sending her teetering on the edge. She arched her chest forward, her nipples hard and demanding his touch. The thought of his lips enclosing around her tight buds had her moaning softly.
“Your pussy’s so wet, I’m betting you’re wanting to come.”
Unable to speak, she jerked her head in a nod.
His deep chuckle echoed in her ear. “Let me see what I can do about that.”
He nipped her again then continued his sweet torture. She cried out softly, rotating her hips. He increased his pressure and sent her spiraling into bliss. She crested, riding the waves of her orgasm. Her head was thrown back while her moan was ripped from somewhere deep inside her.
Sofie leaned back against Jaxon, her muscles growing weak. A fine sheen of sweat covered her.
“Oh God,” she whispered. Sofie couldn’t think of one time she’d ever climaxed so hard. She opened her eyes and exhaled. Jaxon’s finger continued gently stroking her. A shudder wended through her body. “Jaxon.”
He withdrew his hand from underneath her cover. She immediately missed the feel of his large hand cupping her pussy. He spun her around and brought her flush to him. No one was paying them any attention. His cock pressed against her stomach. There wasn’t much clothing between them, but for Sofie, it was too much. She wanted to feel his naked skin on hers.
With bated breath, she watched him raise his hand to his lips and slip his finger into his mouth. She groaned, resting her hands on his waist. Her breasts settled on him while she watched his eyes flutterer shut before opening. A rumble vibrated from his chest.
“Sweet as I knew you would be,” he murmured.
He cupped her face and lowered his head to hers. He captured her mouth with his, and Sofie was a goner.
Whatever happened while on vacation was damn well staying on this vacation. She leaned into him and opened her lips. The kiss was demanding and passionate.
Jaxon lifted his head, releasing his hold on hers. He ran a finger along her bottom lip.
“Let’s get out of here.”