Cameron, Paige - The Billionaire Cowboy Takes a Wife (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (16 page)

The beautiful sunset sent streaks of pink, purple, and gold shining over a small island. “Is that where we’re headed?” She pulled back and stared at
Jackson
.

“Yes. Our own private getaway for the week. Actually, it’s Drake’s. This is his wedding present to us.”

“It looks awfully small.”

“It’s actually a fairly large island. Wait and see, you’ll like it.”

The plane banked, and she got a glimpse of the runway. Samantha squeezed
Jackson
’s hand as they landed.

When the stewardess opened the door, the scent of flowers and the sea brushed across Samantha’s face. When the steps were set,
Jackson
stepped in front of her.

“I’ll go first in case you slip. I’ll be here to catch you.” His smile teased. When she got to the second step from the bottom, he put his hands around her waist and swung her to the ground.

Two men walked toward them and smiled. “We are Keoni and Manu. We will drive you to the house.” One of them pointed up a nearby hill.

Samantha saw a large villa built on a high level to the right of them. She followed Jackson and the men to the car. Soon they were riding along the narrow, winding road rising steadily. She glanced back just in time to see the jet take off.

“They’re leaving?” Fear gripped her throat.

“They’re going to another much larger island not far from here. If we need them, they can return quickly. And Keoni and Manu will be going by boat to the sister island to this one about five miles away.”

He leaned closer. “Remember what I said. I’ll have you all to myself.”

To be honest, Samantha wasn’t sure whether she was more thrilled or anxious. A whole week on a deserted island. It should be a dream come true, but she’d never been alone that long with anyone. Since she’d just recently admitted to herself that she loved
Jackson
, she felt more vulnerable.

“Don’t look so scared, darling. I promise you’ll love it.”

She looked away from him, and around the curve, the house came into view. The sunset reflected in all the windows. In fact, it was almost all windows with very few walls. The car stopped at the front door, and the men took their luggage inside.

“Just leave it in the foyer,”
Jackson
said. “We’ll see you in a week. Thanks.” He tipped them. They smiled and left.

Samantha heard the engine start, and the sound disappeared as they drove farther away. She turned to look at Drake’s unusual home.

“Come.”
Jackson
took her hand and led her into a room facing the west. She gasped.

The sea spread in front of them for miles. A myriad of colors cascaded across the water as the sun was setting. Up close, the land around the house gradually dropped into lower and lower terraces. Some were covered with flowering plants, and the closest held a swimming pool. Level with the house, a wide veranda invited you to step out and sit in one of the plush lawn chairs and enjoy the view.

“It’s the most amazing, beautiful place I’ve ever seen,” Samantha said, leaning back into Jackson’s arms.

He nuzzled her neck. “I knew you’d love it. A great place to love and learn.”

She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Love and learn?”

“Hmmm,” he breathed in, his mouth against her ear. “You smell good enough to eat. But yes, learn. Even though we’ve known each other for years, there still must be something new to learn about each other.” He stepped back. “Let’s explore the house, or I could take you to bed right now?”

Samantha put her arm through his. “Let’s get settled first.”

Jackson
smiled. “My fault. I knew better than to give you a choice.”

All the rooms, except the bedrooms, opened off a large living room and all had large glass doors leading outside. The kitchen faced east. In the freezer they found frozen dinners cooked ahead for their enjoyment. In the refrigerator side, cooked shrimp, a salad, and a chilled bottle of white wine waited for them.

“Let’s go for a swim, then eat,”
Jackson
suggested.

“All right. Where is our room?”

Jackson
showed her down a short hallway. There was a bedroom on each side and a door at the end of the hall. “That”—Jackson nodded to the end room—“is Drake’s private retreat. We can have either of these other bedrooms. Do you want to face the sunset or sunrise?”

They walked into the room facing the sunset. The walls were a soft peach color, and the drapes and carpet were done in a deeper shade. A pretty bath adjoined, done in a light green.

“This room looks delectable. Let’s stay here,” she said.

I’ll get the luggage.”
Jackson
strode out and was back in a few short minutes. “Thank goodness you took me at my word and didn’t pack tons of suitcases.” He set the bags down and started to undress. She started to open her luggage. “Don’t bother. We’ll go skinny-dipping.”

She stared at him. “Someone might see us. The pool is out in the open.”

“Honey.”
Jackson
stepped closer. “No one is on the island but us. We can run naked all week.”

Samantha felt the heat rise to her face. “I don’t think so.”

“My prudish little darling. Well, I won’t push you, but hopefully you’ll see how relaxing it is to go without your clothes, at least some of the time. I was teasing about being naked all week.” He flashed a grin. “Although it is a tantalizing thought.”

She watched as he fully undressed and wrapped a towel around his middle. “I’m heading to the pool.” He gave her a quick kiss and went out the door, shutting it gently behind him.

Part of her was tempted. As he said, there wasn’t anyone around, and this might be the only chance she had to really loosen up. She’d try it. She took off her clothes and wrapped herself in a large beach towel she’d found in the cupboard in the bathroom. Pleasant shivers rippled down her spine as she walked toward the pool area.

* * * *

The sun had set, and
Jackson
put on the lights in the pool. Overhead the sky was brilliant with stars. He’d left one light on in the room beyond the veranda.

He saw her shadow first. She took his breath away as she stepped outside. The moon shone on her hair, casting a silver glow around her and the white towel she wore. She didn’t say anything, but stepped close to the edge of the pool. Breathing deeply, he caught her own, personal scent.

Her hands touched in the front where the towel had been tucked in. When she opened her arms, she let the towel drop. All his blood went straight downwards. His heart pounded like a drum. The shadows cast around her hinted of lush curves. She dove into the water and came up laughing. He swam toward her. She darted in the other direction. He let her think she could get away, for a few minutes, before he sprang forward and grabbed her around the middle.

“I won.” He lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the pool and across to two chairs. She slid down along his wet body as he partially released her. Grabbing the long cushions off the two chairs, he threw them onto the concrete then lowered her body to lie on them. Standing above her, he took in her beauty. “You’re the best prize a man could ever receive.”

Kneeling at her feet,
Jackson
kissed the arch of her foot and then behind her knee. Her concentrated study of his body heated his blood and urged him on. He straddled her and leaned close. “What are you thinking?”

“About how gorgeous you are naked.” Her cool smile alluded to wickedness.

She touched his face. Her fingertips ran lightly over the contours of his cheeks and jaw, and along the outline of his ears. They trailed down his neck leaving a sizzling path of heat and desire.

When her hands ran through the hair of his chest and rubbed across his nipples, she stopped his breath momentarily. He didn’t move. He felt too good letting her be the one in control.

Her warm hands caressed his flat abdomen, and one finger seductively circled his belly button. A shiver went up his spine as he looked into her dark, whiskey-colored eyes.

His cock had hardened and pulsed with his desire to take her, right now. When her hand circled him, he groaned.

“Like that?” Her warm-as-honey tone had him tightening his muscles to keep from burying himself in her and taking her fast and furious. He took a deep breath to control the need, the want.

She chuckled. “I like having you under my control.”

“Don’t be too sure of yourself,” he warned.

Her hand moved up and down the length of him. She ran the fingers of her other hand gently over his sac then cupped him.

Jackson
hardened even more, her touch so delicate and warm it sent a painful pleasure soaring through him. When her lips closed around him, he was certain his heart was going to leap out of his chest. She moved her mouth up and down his warm, wide cock. “You’re killing me,” he said with a rasp. “Enough.” He startled her with his words and sudden movement. He caught the surprise in her eyes.

“You don’t like this?” she asked.

“I love it. However, it’s my turn.” Before she said anything, he moved her onto her stomach and pulled her sweet ass up against him. “Let’s try something new.”

With his one hand, he touched her breast, and the other rubbed across her clit. “Relax, darling, trust me, you’ll like this.” Her gorgeous hair hid her face, but she wiggled against his tight belly

He couldn’t wait. Desire throbbed through his every cell. He moved his cock in place, and in one smooth glide, he entered her from behind. Her hot, tight pussy clamped around him, sending an electric jolt sizzling along his nerves.

His fingers rubbed across her clit, and she moved that sweet ass hard against him. He started the rhythm, in and out. Heat pulsed around him and in him. Her moan almost made him lose it, but he waited until he felt her contractions start and then buried himself deep and hard as they both came together.

Heart pounding, he rolled to the side. When he could breathe normally, he brushed her hair back. She’d cuddled close to him. “All right?”

“If I was any better, I’d explode into tiny stars and float up into the sky.”

A tiny worry tried to enter his mind. He pushed it away. He’d deal with problems as they came. She was finally his, and he’d never lose her. Whatever it took.

* * * *

Samantha lay beside
Jackson
, listening to his breathing. Her body still tingled from their lovemaking. Now that she had admitted she loved him, their coming together was even sweeter. She reached out and ran her hand over his hard body. He gently took hold of her wrist.

“This time it’s my turn.” He brushed her hair away from her face and neck then nipped at the lobe of her ear with his teeth. “You are a delectable buffet, my dear.” He wiggled his eyebrows, making her laugh. When he came to the sweet spot between shoulder and neck, he found her ticklish spot. She giggled and tried to move away, but he had her at his mercy. He teased with her, and gradually the playfulness began to warm her body in a different way.

His mouth kissed her mound then he separated her lower lips and tasted her. His tongue slid seductively across her clit. Her lower body rose to seek more of his attention.

This time their lovemaking was slower, like a sultry dance. Instead of fire, warm honey ran through her veins, and when he slowly entered, moving inch by inch along her hot pussy, desire swirled so intensely she’d swear she tasted the sweetness. Her climax came softly, enveloping her body in a cloud of warmth and love.