The Billionaire and His Castaway (Alexa Riley Promises #3)(11)
Chapter Six
Kenton
I take long, deep breaths, trying to calm myself. I didn’t know something so intense even existed or that someone could have a need like I just had. I’ve known I wanted her from the moment I laid eyes on her. Felt it to my core that she belonged to me, not caring how f*cking crazy that sounded. But when she touched me, when I saw her light up with desire for me, my core f*cking shattered. She was it, and I only have days to make her see. And I’m praying she doesn’t find out about my manipulations to get her here with me. But right now, in this moment, I don’t have one regret. I finally have her in my arms, right where she belongs.
I feel her breathing start to even out, and I look down at her closed eyes, wondering if she’s asleep. I don’t move, not wanting to break this moment. She’s finally letting me hold her close without fighting back. I can’t pull my eyes away from her, watching her breathing go in and out, with her hair covering us both. Her bathing suit top is still half-off one of her full breasts. My mouth waters with wanting it. I want to put my mouth on every part of her. See what she tastes like everywhere.
Slowly her brown eyes flutter open, a sleepy smile spreading across her face. “I always dream of you,” she half-whispers, making warmth spread through me. She’s probably giving me something she doesn’t want me to know. She’s wary of letting me know the depth of her desire for me, that she feels this pull like I do.
I’ll lock myself around that need and use it to pull her deeper into me as fast as I can. Time isn’t on our side. I’ve stolen these few days, maybe even only a few hours, and I have to make every one of them count if I want to bind myself to her.
Her eyes widen, and she hurriedly sits up, trying to pull away from me. I don’t let her, pulling her back to me.
“It’s just me.”
“I…I-” She stutters over the one word before her fair skin blushes all the way down to her tits, which are still hanging out of her bikini top. It draws my eyes there, and her hand comes up to cover herself. I have to swallow a primal growl as she hides herself from me. I don’t want to scare her. Yeah, I want her to know I want her, but if she knew the crazy things I’ve done to get her close, she’d probably f*cking run. Because when it comes to her, I’m just a bit insane.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she finally says, getting her bearings.
“I can’t believe I only made you cum once when I came twice. I’ll have to fix that,” I say, smiling down at her, making the blush spread even farther. Her plump, full lips fall open, and I wrap my hand in her hair, pulling her towards me. I take advantage of her open mouth, because I can’t let her back away now. I can’t take the running anymore. It’s eating at me. I want her to run towards me, not away from me. So maybe it’s time to clear the air.
I pull back and smile when she leans in, trying to capture my mouth again. I let her, and this time her tongue pushes into my mouth, taking the kiss for herself. She lets the hunger she has for me finally go free. I open my mouth and relax, wanting to feel her kiss me. Then she moves over me until she straddles me.
Finally pulling away, she stares at me like she's shocked by her own actions. I like her like this. I bet there isn't a soul in the whole f*cking world that’s seen her like this. A little bit of aggression slips out of her and it’s mine. I’m going to take it all and want more of it. After the months of her running from me, I need it. To see her want me as much as I need her is intoxicating.
“I’m not sure this is such a good idea,” she finally says, biting her lip.
“Why?” I growl bringing my hand up to fix her top. I can’t talk with her tits out, trying to entice me into taking her.
“You don’t even really like me,” she says, “The first time you saw me I thought you hated me. Then I ignored you, and that seemed to bother you more. I mean, I’ve seen it with my brothers when a woman gives them the cold shoulder. It’s all a game to see if they can get her. Then once they do, it’s done. That would break my heart. I’m not like that.”
“It’s not a game,” I tell her, my words hard. I dig my fingers into her hips in a possessive hold to show her that she’s not going anywhere. Ever.
She lets out a deep sigh. “Even if I try to tell myself I can be like that.” She leans back a little, but I don’t loosen my hold. “I thought I could come out here and try to find myself, maybe have a little fun.” She ducks her head. “Maybe have a one-night stand.”
Oh, I’ll give her one night, but it won’t be the last. It’s going to be every f*cking night until I leave this earth, but if she wants to pretend it’s just one, I’ll let her. Come morning, she isn’t going anywhere out of my arm’s reach.
Maybe after I get her under me a few hundred times to cool these barbaric thoughts I’m having of her, I can give her more than an arm's length. Maybe two arms’ length.
“You’d have a one-night stand, but it can’t be with me?” I ask her, making her look up. “I’ve wanted you from the minute I laid eyes on you. I didn’t know what to do with all the emotions that hit me when I first saw you. First, I was f*cking pissed because I thought you were there on a date. Then I was utterly f*cking relieved when I found out it was just your brother.”