“Yes,” she hissed loudly. “Oh, God . . . yes!”
Her orgasm slammed into her body in a rush, and her channel clenched down hard as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She was helpless to do anything except scream, “Julian!”
“That’s right. Say my name, Kristin. Never forget who is making you come like this.” He groaned, his head falling back as Kristin milked him of his scorching-hot release.
His pleasure was hers as she watched him come, her climax loosening its hold as pure satisfaction followed while she watched a totally aroused Julian reach his own peak.
He was all male, all powerful flexing muscles and enormous grunts of gratification as he ground his pelvis against her ass in a glorious alpha-male display of power.
Kristin was gasping for breath, her heart rate thundering as he finally locked eyes with her as if to say I told you so, but not in a teasing sort of way. He looked exhausted and at peace with what was happening, but his tumultuous gaze was demanding she accept something that was inevitable.
Opening her mouth to tell him how she felt, she closed it again when she was unable to speak.
Julian slowly disengaged himself from her, then lifted her bodily in his arms and carried her limp form to the enormous bed. Sliding in beside her, he wrapped his arms around her and held her, stroking a hand lazily over her back. “That is us,” he muttered simply into her ear.
“I know,” she sighed, her heart rate beginning to slow down. She didn’t question what he meant by that statement anymore. She knew. And it was actually as frightening as it was beautiful.
She wanted to talk, to tell him how scary it was to lose so much of her control when she was with him.
She didn’t.
Moments later, the comforting motion of his hand running up and down her back, and the sounds of the ocean, forced her to sleep.
CHAPTER 16
Their first few days in Maui left Kristin and Julian pleasantly exhausted.
Not that they’d done much of anything but play on the beach and explore some of the local restaurants. Julian acted like he couldn’t get enough of her once he’d had another carnal bite of her body, and she didn’t exactly try to fend him off.
“There’s one. Right there!” Julian squeezed Kristin’s hand and she looked toward where he was pointing. She’d been so caught up in feeling the wind on her face as they cruised out to sea that she’d almost forgotten they were whale watching.
Fascinated, she leaned across him as the boat slowed to watch the majestic humpback whales play. She’d heard they were gentle giants, but somehow she hadn’t imagined just how large they’d be.
One surged out of the water, and she gasped as the large mass lifted itself from the water and then submerged again.
“Oh, my God. They’re huge.” The excitement in her voice was real, the hand Julian was holding trembling with the experience of seeing the massive mammals in their own habitat.
“I’ve seen them before, but it’s always just as fascinating as the first time,” Julian answered as he shot her a grin. “Are you doing okay?”
The concern in his voice made her smile back at him. “I’m fine. I can see where we’re going, and the pills seem to be working. I won’t puke on you. I promise.”
“I don’t care if you do. I just don’t want you to feel sick,” he grumbled, then turned their attention back to the whales.
The way he cared about her made her heart melt. He might be a smartass, but she’d come to learn that Julian had a heart. A big one. But Kristin had a feeling that he rarely showed it to anyone.
They watched the enormous animals rise and fall from the water, some of them coming so close that she felt the spray of their incredible splash on her face. “I can’t believe I live on the coast and I’ve never seen a whale,” she muttered as she continued to watch the antics that were playing out in front of her.
Julian had bought out the entire trip, so, other than the crew, they had the whole boat to themselves.
“Different season in Maine for whale watching,” Julian told her.
She shrugged. “It was mostly about money. We couldn’t afford it.” They couldn’t afford to take the time away, either. And she and her father weren’t about to leave for the day with her mom at home alone.
“I can get a boat,” Julian suggested earnestly.
She chuckled. “Can you captain it?”
“Of course. I can teach you to scuba dive, too. I lived in Southern California. I didn’t have a boat, but some of my buddies did.”
“Surfer guy?” she joked.
“That, too,” he admitted. “But I dive better than I surf.”
“I’ve snorkeled off the beach, but that’s about as far under the water as I’ve ever gotten.” It was pretty pathetic that she’d lived her whole life on the coast, yet had experienced very few water sports. She swam well, but that was about her only water talent.