“I meant, to be up a tree,” Lux corrected in an attempt to regain the upper hand. When he continued laughing, she gave up but not before punching him in the arm.
Josh grew quiet. Throughout his show of amusement he’d managed to distract her enough to palm her backside. He’d also widened his legs which ensured her knees didn’t press against the rough bark. His readjustment also meant she was completely open to him.
With a big grin, Josh raised an eyebrow before lowering eyes that fixed on the red material that covered her from sight. With that one look, Lux felt goose bumps pop out on her skin. She was in trouble!
“So, show me what you’ve got, island girl.”
****
Josh had no hesitation admitting he’d missed her. She always managed to get herself into situations that never failed to amuse him. Open before him in next to nothing, he had her exactly where, and how he wanted her, and it hadn’t even been that difficult.
He understood she wanted to punish him for his abrupt departure, but he’d had little choice. The men had been standing beneath them for such a long time, it was only a matter of time before one of the bumbling fools looked up.
She was his responsibility and he was prepared to do whatever it took to keep her safe. He had plans for her and he wasn’t about to change them.
His question hung in the air and her continued silence told him, he wasn’t about to get a response. That was fine with him as he was prepared to take his punishment like a man.
By increments, his hands moved lower. Luxandria wanted to come, and if that was what she wanted, that was what she was going to get.
His hands rubbed the imprint of bark out of her skin. When he felt her relax even more against him, Josh thought the time was right to move things along. “How’s that; does your gorgeous ass feel better?”
“Umm... yes... umm, I feel fine, you can stop now.”
“Sorry, I can’t do that. I promised I’d warm you up. I’m a Kingdom, and that means I’m a man of my word.” As he dismissed her halfhearted request, his nimble fingers brushed and retreated from between her open legs.
Subconsciously, she pressed against him in a way that was sure to drive him crazy if he didn’t stop her. He had no problem giving her release, however, there was no way he was going to make love to her for the first time in seven years sitting in a tree; it wasn’t his style.
“Are you warm yet, Luxandria?”
Lux shook her head at his teasing and Josh enjoyed the way she smiled at him with genuine amusement. “I’m warmish, but your report card would say; could try harder,” Lux countered without missing a beat.
“I was always an extremely quick study, so why don’t I just show you what I know. If there are any gaps in my education, please feel free to fill them in,” he laughed.
As she was about to comment, Josh moved his hand without warning and scored a direct hit. Her eyes widened in surprise and he kissed her hard and fast. As much as he loved the feel of her lips against his, he wanted to see her face. It had been too long since he had seen his Luxandria climax.
Pushing aside the material of her skimpy shorts, his fingers were relentless. Drawing out each touch, he stroked and caressed her. Allowing his knees to widen further, he balanced them both as he opened her even more to his questing fingers.
“Should I try harder, Luxandria? All you have to do is tell me what you want and it’s yours,” Josh whispered as an arm circled her waist to hold her in place. Meanwhile, his hand was unrelenting. Inserting two fingers inside her, he pumped three times and retreated. Only to start all over again.
Lux gasped and Josh couldn’t pull his eyes away from her. She looked beautiful and he didn’t want to miss a single moment.
“Do you like that, Luxandria? Do you like the way my fingers feel inside you? Did you miss my touch over all these years?”
Josh didn’t know where his questions came from. One moment his sole intent was to give her release, and the next he felt an almost overwhelming need to punish her for leaving him the way she did.
“Do your other lovers make you feel this way, Lux? How many has there been? How many men have you allowed to take what’s mine?” Josh demanded, his fingers once again inside her. This time there was no retreat. This time his touch carried with it a deadly intent as he pumped within her, his thumb finding and stroking her clit with precision.
“How many lovers has there been since me?”
She tried to pull away. He refused to let her go. “What is this, punishment by silence?”
“Let go of me, Josh!” She demanded pushing against his chest in a halfhearted attempt at getting away.
While she said and did one thing, her body was saying something completely different. He felt her stiffen against him as she grabbed two fistfuls of his shirt, threw back her head and emitted a groan that came from deep within.
Josh loved every moment of watching her. She may have left him but when he touched her, when they were like this, she was his.