“You didn’t allow me to finish in the kitchen,” he whispered against my lips as he released them to take a breath.
After that, I lost my train of thought as Jack continued to kiss me. When I was young, I dreamed of my first kiss. I had wanted it to be this man. However, those dreams and fantasies were nothing compared to the real man.
“I’m not sure I can live without being able to kiss you every day,” Jack whispered between the next two kisses, and what little bit of my heart he didn’t own was now his.
The moment I felt Naiva relax I pulled away and looked down into her gorgeous golden eyes. They glistened with desire and her lips were swollen from my kisses. She was sexy as hell and all I wanted was to get her someplace secluded.
“I don’t want this to end,” I whispered and pressed a light kiss to her mouth as my eyes roamed down the stretch of sand in front of us.
Soon I found what I was looking for… a deserted old boat shack stood about twenty yards away. There was an old boat pulled up just out of reach of the water. The boat and shack had both seen better days but it was perfect for what I wanted – time to convince Naiva that she should be mine… permanently.
“How about we go down by that boat shack and watch the sunrise together?” I asked as I turned her to my side and wrapped an arm around her waist. I had her walking before she could even register my words.
I had a feeling my best bet was to keep this woman off balance. If I let her think, she would find some reason to leave me and most likely I’d never see her again. And, that wasn’t acceptable.
Once we reached the small building, I glanced inside and winced at the sight. Maybe if I took her back to the house… maybe I could sneak her in without anyone being the wiser. But how would I get her out in the morning? I was pretty sure that Naiva was expected at the B&B tomorrow.
Naiva rubbed a finger between my eyes and giggled.
“You’re thinking way too hard,” she laughed.
“Naiva,” I sighed and pulled her into my arms. All I did was hold her for several long moments. “Would I be out of line if I told you I wanted… you?”
The last word caught in my throat and I almost couldn’t say it.
“Jack?” Naiva pushed against my chest until I let her move back a bit. I still wasn’t ready to let go of her but I gave her some space. “You know I have a room back at the B&B, right?”
“Um…” Was she insinuating what I thought she was?
“Sand is not comfortable, Jack. It’s gorgeous along the water but the sand is miserable and it gets everywhere. And I mean everywhere.” Naiva was fighting it but I could see the smirk at the corners of her mouth. However, I also knew she was right.
“Are you inviting me back to your room?” I asked softly.
“How about you kiss me a bit more and we’ll see.” Naiva was beginning to frustrate me… in all of the best ways. And I was realizing she could definitely keep me on my toes.
Instead of replying, I pulled her into my arms and began to press kisses along her jawline. I explored her skin as I sucked her earlobe into my mouth. Nipping it, I let it pop free and then sucked on her skin as I worked my way down her neck until I was able to nuzzle into the hollow at the base between her neck and shoulder. It was the sweet spot and I inhaled deeply of her sweet and fruity scent.
“Naiva,” I groaned and moved back to her mouth.
I gripped her face between my hands. Something stirred deep inside of me. A raging need was consuming me and I wasn’t sure I would be able to contain the desire she’d unleashed from the recesses of my soul where I’d stuffed it.
“Naiva,” I rasped again as I kissed her. Our tongues were dueling as I felt her hands move up under my shirt.
Her tentative touch felt like electric shocks as she smoothed her fingers over my muscles. I felt my body respond to her and my cock was now digging into the zipper of my pants. It was so hard and ready to finally be inside of this woman. In the past, sexual release had been an easy fix. A few fantasies and a quick release which was washed down the drain. The difference between then and now, this woman… the star of those fantasies.
Finally, we broke the kiss. Both of us were panting for air as we gazed into each other's eyes.
“Jack?” Naiva said my name when breathing became easier.
“Yes?”
“Will you come to my room?”
“In case you’re wondering, my parents’ room is at the other end of the hall and a floor down. I moved to this room when I graduated high school.” Naiva stood uneasily by the door as I looked around her space. It was a decent size room with a queen-size bed and a matching dresser and armoire cabinet.
A bookshelf stood on the opposite wall from the foot of the bed beside the door. Above the headboard were two shelves that held what appeared to be special mementos and knickknacks. I hadn’t been sure what to expect but it wasn’t what I found. Naiva was a neat person. She didn’t have a lot of needless things laying around, there were no clothes thrown on the bed or over a chair. However, the longer I looked the more I began to see. The worn quilt folded and laid across the
