Chapter 27 Gun #2
“Come on,” Elise says suddenly, pushing herself up to her feet. “All this talking is making me restless. Let’s get moving.”
I have no idea what she’s talking about until she grabs my hand and starts jogging across the white sand.
We’re at the shoreline within seconds, Elise pulling me into the water with her.
“I’m not into water,” I complain halfheartedly, even as I let her drag me deeper.
“Don’t be a baby, Rhee! Look at this place. How could anyone hate paradise?”
She’s not wrong—we’re surrounded by bright blue skies and crystal clear waters for as far as the eye can see.
There’s a gentle cool breeze that blows through and feels soothing on the skin.
And of course the beautiful, strong, sexy, amazing woman who’s splashing water at me.
Her t-shirt is thin enough that when the fabric gets wet, her tits are visible, including the metal little bars that pierce her nipples.
I’m torn between being turned on and endeared by her bright laughter as she splashes more water.
I settle for somewhere in between. My grin turns predatory as I retaliate and send a wave crashing over her.
“Gun!” she screams.
I’ve picked her up and spun us around as she holds onto me and screams to be put down. We both go under in a tangle of limbs, sinking into the surf.
The cool water closes over our heads for only a brief second before we surface, gasping through our laughter.
We sound like children on their first trip to the beach.
I roll her under me, then plant a kiss her on her lips. The shallow waves roll in around us, growing lazier the closer they make it to the shoreline.
Elise parts her lips wider and welcomes my tongue with a flick of her own. Her arms wind around my neck and we kiss ’til we break apart with breathless smiles on our faces.
“Look what you’ve done, Goyangi,” I say, nipping at her lips again. “Now I have sand in places sand should never be.”
“That’s what showers for. Race you back to the suite. Loser gets the leftover hot water!”
She blurts this out all at once, sliding from under me and scrambling to her feet. Her laughter plays like a melody as she dashes back toward our beachfront suite.
I charge after her, stretching my long limbs and trying my damnedest to catch up.
I whistle when Elise emerges from the bathroom. She’s in a slinky long dress that clings to her many curves and hints at the deliciousness underneath. In the front the fabric hugs her hips and in the back it accentuates her ass.
The halter cut shows off her toned arms and shoulders while the backlessness provides a real distraction.
She smirks at me, her lips a red wine shade. “Put your tongue back in your mouth, Rhee.”
I laugh, sticking my hands in my pockets. “But why should I? We both know I’ll be removing that dress with my mouth in a couple hours. I can’t help it if you look so damn good.”
“You’re looking pretty damn fine yourself.” She winks at me and then starts toward the door.
We head out to make it on time to our dinner reservations.
We’re having dinner at a small restaurant on the coast that boasts some of the island’s most fresh and flavorful fish.
The interior is tastefully decorated—strings of lights overhead, candles flickering on the tables, old photos of the legendary Haenyeo women who once dove deep into the waters surrounding the island.
Fresh seafood arrives accompanied by white wine that tastes expensive and smooth. We sit and stuff our faces with all that we can eat ’til we’re truly satisfied.
“I keep thinking about starting over,” Elise says, sipping from her wine glass. She’s on her second of the night. “About where this all goes from here. About how we can move forward.”
“Our fathers were friends once,” I muse, picking up a slice of grilled fish with my chopsticks. “Before everything went wrong. Maybe we’re completing a circle they never got to finish.”
She considers this, her dark eyes reflecting the candlelight. “That fits, doesn’t it? Look how far we’ve come—starting as enemies and ending as lovers. If someone had told me that first night at Eclipse that I’d be here with you now...”
“I was smitten from that first night,” I admit with a grin. “The way you moved, the way you shut down poor Joon-gi without even trying. I knew you were trouble, but I also knew I wanted you.”
Elise laughs, teasing me right back. “It took me a little longer to warm up to you.”
“You’re lying, feline. That dance we shared told no lies. You felt it too—the pull between us. The instant connection.”
“Right, and then I tried to kill you.”
“Regretfully,” I add to another snicker from her.
She rests her chin in her palm and watches me with an intensity that makes my chest clench.
“Thanks,” she says softly.
“For driving you crazy?” I ask.
“For taking me on my first vacation. For being the first person to break down my walls and show me how to trust. It doesn’t happen often… or ever.”
“It was difficult. But worth the prize in the end.”
Her eyes sparkle with mischief and affection as I lean across the small table, closing the distance between us until I can capture her lips with mine.
The kiss is soft at first, tentative like we’re rediscovering each other all over again, but it quickly deepens with more passion.
It’s one of the telltale signs it’s time for us to head back to our suite.
We don’t waste any time enjoying each other. We return to a dark room where the ocean breeze floats through the window and rustles the sheer curtains and the only light is the one on the nightstand.
We’re both in even more relaxed moods after the drinks we’ve had, coming together for kisses and caresses.
Elise reaches for my shirt, undoing the buttons and pushing it off my shoulders. We work her long dress off together, our mouths teasing each other as we do. As the fabric falls to the floor, we’re migrating to the bed.
We fall together, Elise under me as we go for deeper kisses.
Her skin is warm beneath my hands as I feel her curves and passionately kiss her soft lips.
My Goyangi-ne feels so damn good even just to kiss and touch.
I settle between her thighs and let myself look at her, admiring how sexy and beautiful she is and how lucky I am.
Her thick braids splayed over the pillow like ribbons of ink. Her lips swollen from my kisses. Her eyes still daring me even now.
She always dares me.
We kiss some more as I drag my cock up and down the slick heat between her thighs.
“You ready for me, baby?” I murmur, low and rough, my forehead pressed to hers.
“I’ve been ready,” she pants, wrapping her legs around my hips.
I push in slowly, burying myself in her pussy until I’m seated deep.
Fuck, she’s tight.
Hot and silky.
Welcoming in a way that wrecks me every time. My hips still as I soak in the feeling of being balls deep inside her.
“Shit,” I whisper against her throat. “You feel so fucking good, Goyangi-ne.”
“I love it,” she moans back. “Love when you fill me with your big dick.”
Our breaths sharpen as I begin to move. Slow, shallow thrusts at first, then strokes that are longer and deeper.
I want her to feel me everywhere. To feel how much I want her. How much she belongs to me.
Elise arches under me, meeting every thrust like her body was made to fit mine. Sweat glistens between her breasts, and I lower my mouth to lick the curve of one, then the other, biting just hard enough to make her gasp all over again.
“You love this, don’t you?” I growl against her skin. “Getting fucked by the man you swore you hated?”
She meets my eyes, her gaze fierce even as pleasure racks through her. “Fuck yes… fuck me… yes… harder!”
My hips snap forward, my pace increasing.
She chokes on a moan and her silky pussy grips at me, clenching around me like a vice. I watch her come undone with every stroke, her defiance cracking, melting into something more desperate.
I fuck her deep ’til I’m barely holding on. ’Til my muscles pull tight with the effort of restraint. And then she shoves at my shoulder and rolls us, straddling me with a look that says she wants to give me a show.
“You want to ride my cock now?” I ask throatily, hands flying to her hips. “Ride me, Goyangi. Make yourself come on my cock.”
She smirks and rocks her hips, another deep shudder taking her over.
We groan in unison as she takes my cock deep, rolling her hips at a frenzied pace.
“Fuck,” I rasp, watching her ride me like she’s possessed. Her breasts bounce with every movement. I reach up to cup them, to thumb her pierced nipples ’til she cries out.
She leans forward, bracing herself on my chest, nails digging in, anchoring herself to me as she rides faster.
“Gun,” she pants. “Gun… I… I…”
“I know, baby,” I grit out, thrusting up to meet her. “Give in. Come on my cock.”
I sit up, our bodies slick with sweat as I lock my arms around her back and hold her close. Our foreheads touch. Eyes locked. Her breath mingles with mine.
We move as one, rocking our bodies.
“Look at me,” I demand. “Fucking look at me as you come.”
Our gaze holds, telling me I’m the only thing keeping her tethered to this world.
Her pussy ripples around me, pulsing in slick waves as she comes. Her thighs start to quiver and her mouth falls open for the little cry she releases.
I come with her, hips jerking, cock buried deep. My release tears through me, blinding and raw. I hold her so tight her pounding heartbeat matches mine.
We both ride it out, every tremor and aftershock ringing through us.
When we finally collapse, tangled and panting, her body draped over mine, I press a kiss to her bare shoulder.
“I love you,” she whispers into the darkness.
I hold her close, running my hand over her back. “I love you too, Goyangi-ne.”
She smiles against my skin. “You’re never going to stop calling me that, are you?”
“Never. It fits you so well. My sexy feline assassin that tried to kill me but ended up in my bed instead.”
This time she laughs, smacking my arm and then only snuggling closer in the end.
We lie in together, listening to the waves and each other’s heartbeats. For the first time in my life, I’m not calculating my next move, not watching for threats or planning three steps ahead.
I’m here, present in this moment, with the woman who somehow has become my everything.