His body is so strong and so powerful that I have to hold on tight to keep from losing my grip. I wrap my arms around him, bury my head against his chest, inhale his deliciously masculine scent and let it fill all my senses.
My whole body responds to him – not just my pussy, though the sheer, intensive pleasure that is coursing through me right now is a part of it. But the tips of my fingers, the top of my scalp, the points on my body where his hands have found me – all of them lighting up to tell me that this is it, this is the man, this is the one worth throwing away all the rules that you made for yourself.
And, sure enough, it doesn’t take long until I find myself close to the edge, to the release that I know I need so badly. I’m breathing hard, and he is moving faster now, the only sound that of our skin coming together, over and over again.
It’s the only thing I need right now. The only thing I want.
I grip him tight, push myself towards him, and finally, finally...
"Fuck," I gasp as the orgasm sweeps through me at last. My thighs clench around his and he stills within me, holding himself in place for a long moment so that I can feel the full length of him inside of me as I come. My pussy clenches around him, over and over again, sending shockwaves of pleasure to every nerve ending in my body, until I can’t think or see straight, until all that matters is being here with him, feeling him inside of me.
And it doesn’t take long till he tips over the edge to his own release – it seems like making me come is all that he needed to get himself there, and a few seconds later, I feel the flood of his seed inside of me, the warmth of it bonding us together once and for all. He leans down to kiss me again, his lips brushing against mine in a kiss that would almost be chaste if it wasn’t for what’s happening between my legs right now.
And he smiles.
Because he knows he’s got me just where he wants me.
Chapter Five
Landon
As we sit, slumped in one of the booths, so thoroughly fucked out that I doubt either of us can actually walk right now, I plant a kiss on the top of her head and wrap my arms around her.
"I know what you’re going to ask," she tells me.
I grin. "Then you know what you’re going to say," I reply. "Is that right?”
"It might be," she agrees, and she bites her lip again and turns to me. Her hair is a mess, and her dress is half ripped open where I tore it off of her.
"I don’t know if I can just up and leave this place," she protests as she plays with one of my hands.
"It doesn’t have to be for long," I assure her. I know that I am not going to be able to leave here until I know that she is coming with me to Maui. I need to know this girl, really know her, and the chance to sweep her off on a tropical vacation seems like the best way to do it.
"I can’t do more than three days," she offers back. We’re negotiating now – that's something, for sure.
"Three days, then," I reply. "And I promise I’ll cover any losses that you take. Or pay for any staff that you want to keep on while you’re away. Does that sound fair?”
"You don’t have to do that," she laughs. "You’re already taking me on a trip–"
"If I’m going to ask you to leave your business, then I’m going to make sure you have nothing to lose," I promise her. "That sounds fair to me. How about it?”
"You’re talking like you’re making a business deal," she giggles, and she turns to me, smooths down her hair, and puts on the most serious expression that she can muster.
"I don’t think this is how I would normally run a business meeting," I reply, but I extend my hand to her. "But if you’re willing to make that deal, then I am, too."
"I think I am," she agrees, and she slips her hand into mine.
Her eyes light up as soon as we touch. I know just how she feels.
There is something so impossibly good about the feeling of her skin against mine – it catches me off-guard, even now, even though I’ve fucked her six ways to Sunday already.
"Then we have a deal," I reply, and I pull her towards me, and plant my lips against hers once more.
Chapter Six
Lucky
"Come on, you got this!" Honey assures me, as she ties the apron around her back and grins at me from the other side of the counter. I chew my lip.
"I could still just... take another day here, get it all set up," I suggest. "Go out later–"
"You’ve got me here for a reason," she reminds me. "So you can go off to Maui with this guy and have a little fun! You deserve it, all right?"
"All right," I reply, though I am not sure that I entirely believe her right now. I have packed and unpacked and packed my bags again at least a dozen times, and I am still not sure that I’m doing the right thing.
I can’t believe that I agreed to something so spontaneous, but after a night of being pleasured every which way by that gorgeous man, I didn’t feel like I could say no.
That’s an excuse. I didn’t want to say no.
I want to go to Maui with him, to have this exciting little tropical vacation – how long has it been since I took some time off? Forever.
And I might as well do it in style now that I have the chance.
"Is that him?" Honey exclaims as she points to the car drawing up outside. My heart flips as I watch Landon get out – it's him, all right, and he looks better than I even remembered. He is driving some crazy-fancy car, and I remember what he said about paying for the staff while I was away. He must be rich. Really rich.
I don’t need him to pay for my last-minute employee though. Honey jumped at the chance to help out when she heard what was on the line. She’s moved back to town officially now, since she and Hank got married, and she at least knows the ropes of this place well enough to handle it while I’m off doing whatever it is I’m doing.
"Yeah, I think so," I confess, and I grab my purse from the counter as he lifts a hand to greet me.
"He’s cute!” she exclaims. "You go and have fun. And don’t worry about this place, I promise I’m not going to set it on fire while you’re away–"
"Honey!” I scold her, and she laughs and waves her hand at me.
"Go on, get out of here," she orders me, and I lean over the counter to give her a quick hug before I head out the door for good.
He greets me with a kiss on the cheek, and I feel the soles of my feet tingle with excitement as he touches me again. Everything about him, in the daylight, is even more striking than I remembered, and I know that I have made the right choice to go with him.
"You look gorgeous," he murmurs into my ear, as though the words are meant only for me, and then he opens the car door and gestures for me to get inside. I do, admiring the expensive leather interior and fancy dials in front of me.
"So, we driving all the way to Maui?” I ask.
He chuckles, flicks on the radio to fill the car with the warm hum of music.
"I thought we could travel in style," he replies, and he reaches over to slide his hand onto my thigh as we pull away from my café. I glance over my shoulder one last time, but I don’t feel the pang that I thought I would.