“I’m told we’re going to Grand Cayman first.”
“You tease again.”
“No, I tell the truth. It is our first destination. Is there someplace else you’d like to go? I’m acquainted with the owner and I can see what he can do?”
I wasn’t sure if she was teasing me or taunting me. “Libby, there are so many places I want to explore.” I only had a week to convince her of what I knew the minute she leaned over to smell me. “I want to kiss every inch of your body. I want to taste every part of your mouth. You want to talk destinations. The first in my mind is to take you to my bed.”
Five
Libby
I inhale and hold my breath. Asa Cross says he wants to explore me. I’m one portion ‘hell yes’ and three portions ‘no damn way’. What if he finds me lacking? I mean I’m not lacking in much. I have the curves, I have the parts, but I have no skill.
That was evident when three-yank Hank climbed between my legs and spilled himself before he even got to the good stuff and then blamed me. Justice told me it was his fault, and that premature ejaculation was the sign of a man without control. Asa doesn’t come across as such a man. He seems to be in control of everything.
“Talk to me, Libby. I’m not trying to scare you, and if you want to get up and leave that’s okay, but I don’t think you do. Your kisses tell me that you are enjoying me as much as I’m enjoying you. Let’s enjoy each other.”
I turn in his lap and feel the steel of his rod beneath my bottom. Lord is it big. “I don’t think I’d be good for you. I’m—”
“Fucking beautiful? Witty? Sweet? Smart? So fucking sexy that I can’t get my cock to soften when I’m in your presence?” He reaches below my ass and adjusts his hard dick. “Yes, you’re all those things.”
“God, Asa, you make me want to throw caution to the wind and say yes, but I’m not that girl. I don’t kiss on the first date, and I definitely don’t have sex.”
He lifts both of us to our feet, and I’m afraid he will kick me out because I said no, but he doesn’t. He flips a switch and the bubbles in the hot tub churn.
“Let’s relax then. I’m pretty sure your room is still occupied. I’ll send a steward to look, but in the meantime, let’s enjoy this beautiful moon and the sound of the water rushing.”
“I don’t have a suit here.” I gave-him-an-I’m-onto-you look. I can see where he’s going with this. If I’m naked, then it’s one less barrier for him to have to pull down.
He peeks at the tag on my dress and then marches to the phone. He rattles off a few things I can’t hear and disappears into a separate room.
I’m not sure if I’m supposed to stay or leave. I want to stay. I want to let him do all of those things he said he wants to do to me, but Justice is right. I am buttoned up. With my shoes in my hand, I walk to the door thinking I’ll sneak out before he comes back, but the knock on the door halts me.
“Asa, someone is at the door.”
“You can answer it, sweetheart. It’s for you.” He calls from the room. The way he says sweetheart isn’t the voice of man who wants me to leave.
I pull the door open and a tiny woman holds out a bag. “Enjoy,” is all she says and disappears. I open the bag to reveal three swimsuits in my size.
As if I’m not already in shock, Asa comes out of the room in nothing but swim trunks that hang low on his hips. He’s got legs like a Viking and a chest to match.
“You can change in the room down there if you like.” He points to the door opposite the one he emerged from looking like a swimsuit model. “I’ll wait for you in the water. Do you want sparking water, cham
pagne, or wine?”
I’m speechless. I look at Asa and then back at the bag of suits. He walks over and peeks inside. I stand still and watch him. My mind is screaming ‘yes’, and now I’m two parts ‘hell yes’, and two parts ‘no damn way’.
He pulls a pink one out and says, “I think this will look lovely on you, but choose whichever makes you most comfortable.” He leans down and swipes his lips across mine. “I love the taste of you. I can’t wait to taste all of you.” He turns and walks to the kitchen where he opens the wine refrigerator and pulls out a bottle of champagne. “I think we’ll have this. It’s our first night anniversary. Happy anniversary, sweetheart. Go get changed.”
Nope, Asa isn’t the kind of man who isn’t in control. He’s a pirate who is plundering my common sense. I walk in a passion-induced haze down to the room and close the door. I switch the light on and see my reflection in the mirror that takes up an entire wall. My skin is heated and my lips are still puffy from his kisses. The kisses I’d do anything to experience on repeat all night.
When I let my dress drop to the floor, I reach for the pink suit. It’s my favorite too. It fits perfectly, which surprises me since I spent a week trying to find a suit before this cruise.
I adjust my boobs and pull the high cut fabric near my ass down to cover just a little more, and then I walk with false bravado to the hot tub.
Asa has two glasses of champagne sitting on the edge of the tub. His head is tilted back and his eyes are closed, and immediately I am three parts ‘hell yes’ and one part ‘no damn way’. The man is everything I could ever dream of. He’s every book boyfriend mixed into one and he’s mine for now.
He doesn't open his eyes, but he knows I’m there. “Glad you joined me. I promise you won’t regret it.”