His tongue traced the edge of my ear.
"I wouldn't want to waste it, would you?"
"No... I guess not..."
He grinned and pushed me back, lifting my leg over the armrest. Then he lifted the other leg over the other arm.
I was spread eagle. Wide open for him.
I couldn't look away as he lifted my dress, licking his lips as my bare * came into view.
"I'm starving Lexi. You don't want me to go hungry, do you?"
I watched him lean forward and start tracing the edges of my lips with his tongue. He used a light touch, barely coming close to my opening, or the sensitive nub above. Again and again he teased me, taking his time, not applying nearly enough pressure.
"Oh! Please Trent..."
He chuckled and continued his torturous exploration of my body. His hands reached lower, each one grabbing an ass cheek. Then he finally pointed his tongue and dove inside me. Once, twice, then he stopped, gently teasing me again. His tongue found my clit, sucking on it hard. I gasped, my hands gripping his hair.
But that didn't make him go any faster.
In fact, it seemed to slow him down. I groaned as he pushed inside me again. Then he withdrew. Too fast. Over and over he followed the same pattern, taunting me with the sexy little sounds he was making deep in his throat.
He sounded like a man enjoying a very tasty meal.
He was savoring me, driving me insane in the process.
And he wasn't going to stop until we touched down.
Chapter Fifteen Trent
"Wake up Lexi. We're here."
I'd brought her to climax after almost an hour of teasing. Just in time for the captain to begin his descent. She'd passed out for the last half hour of the flight.
Not that I blamed her, I thought smugly.
That had been one hell of an orgasm.
She looked adorable, snuggled up in my shoulder. She was like a sweet little kitten when she slept. I felt so protective of her. Like I wanted to watch over her. To keep her safe.
Fuck, maybe that was what I wanted. Her. For real.
My dick was still throbbing from all that face to face time with her sweet little *. I hadn't wanted to make her sore so early in the weekend. There was plenty of time to screw later.
In a bed.
Or on the beach.
Or in the shower.
My cock lurched in my jeans thinking about all the different places to have her. I smiled to myself as her eyes opened. She looked rumpled and sweet. I had to stifle the urge to go for round three.
Good God, was the woman ever not fucking delicious looking?
Considering how hot I'd found her in those shapeless scrubs, the answer was probably 'no.'
She smiled at me shyly as we disembarked. I grabbed the bag I'd packed for us both. I knew the whole thing was overkill but I didn't care. I knew what I wanted and I went for it.
My whole point was to get her alone, trapped with me. She couldn't exactly run off if she got cold feet again. We were on an island.
I had her at my mercy.
Fuck, I wanted to impress her. To sweep her off her feet. And onto her back. And her side. Standing up. Bending over. Upside down.
Oh, my sweet, innocent little Lexi was going to have a very educational weekend...
I practically rubbed my hands together with glee.
But first, we needed to eat. It was after ten o'clock in LA but only seven pm in Hawaii. The perfect time to eat.
The waiting limo took us to my favorite restaurant first. It was a fish shack on the beach. The kind the locals went to. I took Lexi's shoes off before we got out of the car.
She looked at me in awe as we were shown to a rickety old table with a red and white gingham tablecloth. We sat down on the metal folding chairs. There were less than ten feet between us and the gently lapping waves.
"This is your favorite restaurant?"
I nodded slowly, praying she'd see the charm.
"Do you like it?"
She smiled at me and my breath caught in my throat.
"It's perfect."
I grinned at her. I knew she would like it. It was simple but pure. Just like she was.
There was an honesty about fresh caught crabs, grilled to perfection. They used sauces and spices here, sure. But the food was the main star. And the beer.
"Two, please."
She sipped her beer, her dress slightly off her shoulder. I could see her bare feet playing in the sand. She looked like a barefoot princess. As hungry as I was, I could not wait to get her back to the hotel.
I wished it was more than a night.
I wished it was a week.
A month.
A year.
Hell, I wished I had her to myself for-fucking-ever.
For a minute panic settled in. What the fuck was I thinking about? She was a nice girl. I was scum. I didn't deserve someone like her. I didn't deserve love.
But I was feeling it all the same.
Fuck me.
I was in love with Sexy Lexi. The nurse who'd washed my ass and helped save my favorite jacket. She'd saved my sanity when I was cooped up, bored out of my mind. Maybe she'd even saved my soul.