delusions of grandeur. He wanted to concentrate on Di. "I've never been anyone's two weeks in paradise before. I don't know if I can live up to it."
"Did I say thank you for the dress?" Di did a slow turn. Her shapely ass begged for his touch, but somehow Jake controlled himself. Her legs were impossibly long and toned to perfection, despite being glowing white.
"You're welcome. I think. If you start a riot in it, I'm not responsible. Have you eaten lunch?"
"I don't think I can sit in this thing, let alone eat."
"Then let's walk." Jake laid his napkin on his half-finished plate and stood to reach for his wallet. His appetite for the same old tuna sandwich he'd eaten more times than he could count had just changed to a different sort of hunger. He didn't trust he might not jump her right here and now.
"Walk?"
"Not far. I promise." Jake took her hand and headed out of the restaurant. When she teetered on her heels as she stepped beside him, he understood and changed his destination. "I'm parked over there."
Jake helped her into his Jeep and leaned over to buckle her in. Once again her unique fragrance nearly brought him to his knees. He had to kiss her.
The initial touch of their lips ignited a fire inside him burning hotter than anything he would have imagined.
What was it about this woman? Next thing he knew, he'd be writing romances, for crissakes! Two weeks in paradise might be his complete undoing if he wasn't careful.
Di threaded her fingers around his neck and burrowed against him, opening her mouth to invite him inside. Jake deepened the kiss and had the unmistakable sensation of free falling. His spirit soared while he struggled to breathe. He wanted in Paradise Stowe again.
His desire for more of her barreled through him like a runaway freight train.
"Hurry," she whispered into his mouth.
Hurry where? He wasn't about to take her in an open Jeep parked along the busy street. Or could he? Nah. They'd get arrested for certain. Jake pulled free from her lips and dashed around to the driver's side.
Five minutes later, Jake pulled into his compound and drove down to the beach...his private, secluded beach.
When he helped Di out, she slid into his arms, physically reassuring him she hadn't changed her mind.
"Are you still in a hurry?"
She nodded.
He ran his hands down over her rump and squeezed her up against the hard evidence he could deliver. When she raised a leg, her dress slid up and exposed the fact she'd forgotten her panties—again. All he had to do was unzip to bury his cock in her wet warmth. He wanted inside her right now. It was all he could think about.
She rained kisses on his neck, then began to tug at his ear lobe. "Please?" she whispered. "I'm on fire."
It was only about thirty steps to his lanai, where a luxurious chaise awaited them. He knew he couldn't make it. He turned and leaned back against the seat, with her gyrating against him. He reached down to release his cock. She grabbed for the roll bar. At the same time, he lifted her against him.
She wrapped her legs around him. Her wet heat enticed him. Even better, his hard cock dipping into the warm velvet made him want to shout. She wiggled, trying to get him deeper, where they both wanted to be. It had been so long since he'd experienced skin against skin. Irresponsible of him, but he only wanted a second inside her...just a moment of paradise.
Then he was there. She opened to him, allowing him to squeeze into her tight pussy...so hot and inviting.
His conscience prevailed. "Wait. I need protection."
He could feel her freeze and then moan. "I'll be quick."
She released the grip she had on him with her legs and he lowered her to her feet. "Can I help?"
Jake didn't know. He'd used the condom he carried in his wallet on the plane and hadn't replaced it. Once upon a time he had some extras in his glove box, but he wasn't sure they were there now. After opening it, he reached in to sweep everything onto
"Did I say thank you for the dress?" Di did a slow turn. Her shapely ass begged for his touch, but somehow Jake controlled himself. Her legs were impossibly long and toned to perfection, despite being glowing white.
"You're welcome. I think. If you start a riot in it, I'm not responsible. Have you eaten lunch?"
"I don't think I can sit in this thing, let alone eat."
"Then let's walk." Jake laid his napkin on his half-finished plate and stood to reach for his wallet. His appetite for the same old tuna sandwich he'd eaten more times than he could count had just changed to a different sort of hunger. He didn't trust he might not jump her right here and now.
"Walk?"
"Not far. I promise." Jake took her hand and headed out of the restaurant. When she teetered on her heels as she stepped beside him, he understood and changed his destination. "I'm parked over there."
Jake helped her into his Jeep and leaned over to buckle her in. Once again her unique fragrance nearly brought him to his knees. He had to kiss her.
The initial touch of their lips ignited a fire inside him burning hotter than anything he would have imagined.
What was it about this woman? Next thing he knew, he'd be writing romances, for crissakes! Two weeks in paradise might be his complete undoing if he wasn't careful.
Di threaded her fingers around his neck and burrowed against him, opening her mouth to invite him inside. Jake deepened the kiss and had the unmistakable sensation of free falling. His spirit soared while he struggled to breathe. He wanted in Paradise Stowe again.
His desire for more of her barreled through him like a runaway freight train.
"Hurry," she whispered into his mouth.
Hurry where? He wasn't about to take her in an open Jeep parked along the busy street. Or could he? Nah. They'd get arrested for certain. Jake pulled free from her lips and dashed around to the driver's side.
Five minutes later, Jake pulled into his compound and drove down to the beach...his private, secluded beach.
When he helped Di out, she slid into his arms, physically reassuring him she hadn't changed her mind.
"Are you still in a hurry?"
She nodded.
He ran his hands down over her rump and squeezed her up against the hard evidence he could deliver. When she raised a leg, her dress slid up and exposed the fact she'd forgotten her panties—again. All he had to do was unzip to bury his cock in her wet warmth. He wanted inside her right now. It was all he could think about.
She rained kisses on his neck, then began to tug at his ear lobe. "Please?" she whispered. "I'm on fire."
It was only about thirty steps to his lanai, where a luxurious chaise awaited them. He knew he couldn't make it. He turned and leaned back against the seat, with her gyrating against him. He reached down to release his cock. She grabbed for the roll bar. At the same time, he lifted her against him.
She wrapped her legs around him. Her wet heat enticed him. Even better, his hard cock dipping into the warm velvet made him want to shout. She wiggled, trying to get him deeper, where they both wanted to be. It had been so long since he'd experienced skin against skin. Irresponsible of him, but he only wanted a second inside her...just a moment of paradise.
Then he was there. She opened to him, allowing him to squeeze into her tight pussy...so hot and inviting.
His conscience prevailed. "Wait. I need protection."
He could feel her freeze and then moan. "I'll be quick."
She released the grip she had on him with her legs and he lowered her to her feet. "Can I help?"
Jake didn't know. He'd used the condom he carried in his wallet on the plane and hadn't replaced it. Once upon a time he had some extras in his glove box, but he wasn't sure they were there now. After opening it, he reached in to sweep everything onto
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