This is a core memory I need to have with me for good.
“Oh, shit, Elijah,” Isabella suddenly lets out a scream of bliss as she rolls back against me. “That feels so good. Don’t stop, that feels amazing. That feels so fucking good.”
I forget about my own pleasure for a moment, concentrating only on Isabella. I make sure each thrust matches the circles I make with my fingers until her knees buckle and I have to hold her upright. She gasps and gushes through the bliss, clinging to me as I cum inside of her, ending this glorious moment in a gorgeous cascade of sensations that feel like they will never end. As she collapses against me, catching her breath, sinking into the bliss for as long as it washes through her body and at the same time it does mine.
I continue to watch our reflection in the mirror, adoring just seeing us. There’s something about knowing this can’t last, and that we’re coming to the end of our time at Laucala Island, which makes it that much sadder.
“We should go back out there, right?” Isabella asks as she spins around to kiss me. “Just in case Olivia is out there looking for us. She might be wondering where we’ve gotten to…”
Neither of us wants to go, we would much rather stay in our own little bubble forever, but we know we have to. The reality of the rest of the world is creeping around us always, reminding us we can’t just have this moment for ourselves.
We probably don’t deserve that, I mean it isn’t like we’re the good people in this situation, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want it anyway. Iknowit’s wrong to want Isabella like this, but as I’ve already proven I can’t keep away from her.
We don’t want to get caught, so we need to leave. We need to face that damn nightclub for a little bit longer.
For Olivia’s sake.
That truth weighs heavily on us as we straighten ourselves up, and head back out into the crowds, to seek out my daughter. Not that it’s going to be easy to find her in the middle of all this mess. The crowds seem to be getting worse, more overwhelming. I don’t know if it’s because there are more people here, or if the excitement is gone for me now, but I have to admit it’s a relief when Isabella makes it clear she wants to leave as well because this place is too much.
“I will text Olivia,” she tells me hurriedly in her desperation to get away from this nightclub. “Then we can go back home. Get out of here before it gets even crazier.”
Home. Weirdly I like that concept with Isabella.
I kinda wish we were going home, not just to the temporary cabin that we’re staying in, but a home for me and her. I don’t think I haveeverfelt that way about anyone before.
Typical for me to finally feel that way with the one woman I definitely can’t have. I could scream at how frustrating and annoying that is.
What the hell is wrong with me?
ChapterTwenty-Four
ISABELLA
I can’t believe this is almost our last day on Laucala Island. Honestly, I can’t imagine going back to real life, away from here. It almost seems like the rest of the world isn’t here anymore. it’s just us, it’s just this. I wish it was just this…
I catch sight of Elijah who’s joined me, Olivia, and Benji for a day of sunbathing. Well, evening now. We’ve been here all day long and there is no sign of us leaving yet despite the fact that other people are vanishing from the beach, heading out for the evening. He’s staring at me too, hungrily running his eyes all over me, wanting to devour me.
Shit, my heart starts to pound heavily against my rib cage, probably really obviously. I’m sure he can see it, because I’m not exactly in a big bikini. This is possibly skimpier than the first one I wore. With his eyes all over me like this, a gnawing hunger explodes in my stomach. I know I shouldn’t, but as my fingers curl into the sand I know I can’t control myself.
How the hell am I going to sneak off with him? I don’t know how, but I know that I need to. I can’t stop glancing over at him now, to capture him as much as he has me.
I look at Olivia who is snuggled up next to Benji.
They both of them look like they might be half asleep which is good. There isn’t anything holding me back. We could just sneak off…
I rise to my feet, giving Elijah a pointed look and mutter an excuse under my breath, something about grabbing myself a drink or an ice cream. I really hope he’s getting the hint that I want him to follow me. If he doesn’t spot the sparkle in my eyes then he is a fool.
I walk across the beach for a while, dragging my toes through the sand, until I stumble over a small rock formation that takes me into a cove. Holy shit, this place is beautiful. One of the most scenic places on the island that I have been to while we’ve been here. I’m so struck that just for a second, I forget what I’m here for. I inhale deeply and breathe in the beautiful air surrounding me. There is something so intensely blissful about this little spot right here.
Well, I do until Elijah’s all too familiar arms wrap around me, and he holds me close.
“Hey there,” he murmurs, thank goodness he picked up on the hint to follow me. We now do have a silent communication between us which is…
No, I don’t want to think about what that is. I want to just spin around and kiss him. I act on instinct and fling my arms around him, holding him close to my chest. The rest of the world melts away into nothingness as our lips connect with one another.
We kiss frantically, desperately, obviously hating the fact that we’re about to be torn apart in a moment, and the kiss takes us stumbling towards the water. As our feet splash in the lapping waves connecting with the shoreline, I’m reminded of what I now consider our very first date.
It wasn’t a date, of course, we were just hanging out, but that’s the night when everythingreallystarted happening for us. Back when I thought we would be able to walk away from this unscathed.