Seaside Seduction (Sun Stroked Book 1) (7 page)

It suddenly occurred to him that losing control didn’t seem so scary when he was buried inside Dani.

She snuggled into him. “So what was the one thing you’d want if you could have it, Ethan? What is your deepest desire?”

He chuckled. “Besides fucking you again?”

“Well, that’s a given,” she teased.

He wasn’t sure what compelled him to tell her, perhaps it was the alignment of the planets, or perhaps for the first time since his injury he felt comfortable enough with someone to talk about it.

“After my leg got fucked up, I got sent here to heal. But this island can’t help me. My deepest desire is to have my control back and to be back on active duty with my fellow comrades. No magic elixir can make that happen.”

He looked into her eyes and felt her warmth and acceptance of who he was, and everything else about him. A riot of emotions erupted inside him. Desperately needing to lighten the mood, Ethan said, “So what was this about fucking you again?”

She chuckled. “Anytime.”

“Anytime, who?” he commanded in a soft voice.

“Anytime, Master.”

E
ven though Dani
had told Ethan that she wanted only one night of uninhibited sex, that one night of fucking had led to many more. Over the past few days Ethan had monopolized all of Dani’s attention, barely giving her a moment to spend with her friends. Not that they seemed to mind, Ethan mused. They both managed to keep themselves happily occupied.

It was strange, really. Though he had spent such a short time with her, his well-sought-out solitude suddenly felt like loneliness when she wasn’t tucked in beside him.

During the hours they spent together, they ate, slept, showered and played. She even accompanied him to his therapy classes and encouraged him to use his cane. He still hated the damn stick but had come to understand he needed it, especially if he continued to chase Dani up the mountain, tie her up and fuck her senseless.

Honestly, he’d never met a woman quite like her. As he lay there basking in the afterglow of great sex, on this beautiful tropical island, it occurred to him that life as he knew it was damn near perfect.

With Dani lying beside him in her bed, Ethan opened his eyes, pleased to see the bright sunshine after the wild storm that moved through the night before. He gathered Dani into his arms and pulled her in, glancing at the tangerine candle they’d lit after the power had failed. Ethan grabbed the matches and relit it, letting the sweet scent fill the room with warmth and a sexy ambiance.

When Dani stirred he looked at her. “Good morning, sweetheart,” he said, rousing her with a kiss.

She stretched. “Is it morning already?” She glanced at the clock and smiled when she saw the burning candle. “I think you mean, good afternoon.”

“So it is, my sweet Dani. So it is.”

She snuggled closer. “I’ve been meaning to ask you. Why do you call me Dani?

He lazily stroked her strawberry blond hair, taking in the spray of freckles on her nose. “It’s cute, like you.”

“Cute? I’m not cute.” She flipped her hair, feigning insult. “I’m sexy, baby.”

He laughed and dropped a kiss onto her mouth. Passion rolled to the surface as her tongue slipped inside his mouth to play with his. He inched back and tore the covers off their bodies. “Show me how sexy you are, Dani. Climb on my cock, and let me watch you fuck me.”

She offered him a sultry smile, climbed on top of him, parted her twin lips, and sank onto his cock.

“Ah, Jesus,” Ethan moaned, his dick thickening and throbbing deep inside her. “Are you praying, Ethan?”

He grinned. “I believe I might be. You feel so fucking amazing you’ve got me giving prayers of thanks.”

“You feel pretty damn good, too.” Rotating her hips, Dani cupped her breasts, threw her head back and moaned.

Her scorching heat caused his balls to constrict and his body to quake. “You are so wet and hot, sweetheart.”

She writhed against him, thrusting her hips forward. When her hand went to her sex, to stroke her engorged clit, a burst of possessiveness whipped through his blood.

As he watched her ride him, he began trembling and panting, hungering for so much more. No matter how many times they fucked, he still couldn’t seem to get enough. Fever gripped him hard, and the need to take her, all of her,
everywhere
, consumed him.

Driven by extreme need, he gripped her hips, lifted her from his cock and pushed her onto the bed, facedown. He eased a pillow under her hips and climbed from the mattress. She lay before him, her gorgeous ass tipped upward, just begging to be fucked.

He positioned himself behind her and spread her lush ass cheeks. Her beautiful pink puckered hole tightened when he stroked it.

“Ethan I don’t think—”

“Shh,” he growled through his haze of passion, and pinned her shoulders to the bed. “I
know
how to take care of you, Dani.” Ethan could feel her growing combination of nervousness and excitement.

“But I’ve never done this before.”

Good. He wanted to be the first. “You need to trust me.”

“I do trust you,” she said.

“With your pleasure
and
your pain?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

He felt a fierce urge to always protect her when he heard the emotion in her voice. He dipped into her sex to lather his hand and, with the utmost care, spread her liquid heat over her puckered hole. Once she was sufficiently coated, he pushed one finger into her, opening her tight walls. He stilled, giving her a minute to get used to the sensation. When he began to insert a second finger, she stiffened and tried to squirm away. He held her down.“Stop it, Dani.”

“I’m not sure—”

“You need to trust that I know how to take care of you.”

He gave her another inch. When her muscles tightened around his finger, he groaned deep in his throat.

“Now, open up for me.”

He felt her body relax. “Mmm, nice,” he said and began working his finger inside her ass slowly, gently, stroking her sensitive nerve endings. Soon her cries of protest morphed into small moans of pleasure.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered. With the heady scent of feminine arousal saturating the air, he leaned over her and said, “I can smell your arousal, Dani.”

“It’s what you’re doing to me. It’s making me hot,” she whimpered. “Do you like having your ass fucked, baby?”

“Only if it’s by you, Ethan. I would never entrust anyone else with my body this way.”

Everything in him softened. Needing desperately to make this good for her, he said, “Getup on your knees for me, sweetheart.”

After she climbed to her knees, he reached between her legs and stroked her clit. Her ass muscles clenched around his finger. “Ah, you really like that, don’t you?”

He eased his fingers from her ass and coated her with more cream. Aching and trembling to fuck her, he positioned his cock at her opening and worked to control his shaky voice. “I need to be inside you, Dani.”

When she nodded, he pushed into her tight hole, giving her only an inch at a time as he spread her wide open. A whimper escaped her lips as he slowly sank his girth between her puckered cheeks.

Jesus, she was tight.

“Oh, my God,” she cried out, her fingers gripping the bedsheets.

He pushed deeper, spreading her wider. When a low moan sounded in her throat, he asked, “Does it hurt?”

She nodded as her ass opened for him.

“You like when it hurts a little, don’t you, babe?” he asked, showing her how well he knew her. Answering his question, she pushed her backside against him, encouraging him to give her his entire length.

Once he was completely buried in her ass, he began to pump, slowly at first, but when she began grinding against him, his slow pumps became more frenzied, more demanding.

He reached around and dipped into her pussy and knew she was chasing an orgasm. He picked up the tempo, giving her what she needed. When he felt her start to quake beneath him, his whole body went up in flames.

Her voice came out sounding rough and impatient. “I want to feel you come inside my ass, Ethan.”

Her words pushed him over the edge at that moment. Teetering on the precipice, Ethan groaned out loud and released his seed high inside her. As his warmth rushed through her, the erotic pulse of his cock brought on her orgasm.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” he murmured. Her sweet pulses milked his cock, draining him completely. He stayed inside until their tremors had subsided.

He pulled out and dropped beside her on the bed. “Are you okay?” he asked while stroking the curve of her ass in a soothing manner.

“I’m better than okay,” she reassured him. “I had no idea how good that could be.” After a moment of silence she asked, “How do you always know what I need?”

Instead of answering, he brushed gentle fingers over her cheeks. “You’re beautiful when you come.”

“You think so?”

“Yes. I should make you come every day,” he said.

She gave him a playful grin. “At least twice,” she said.

Ethan brushed her hair away from her face as they fell into easy conversation. “So, what do you want to do today?”

“Well, I was planning on having a late lunch with Lauren and Abby. If I don’t show up, they’re going to think I’ve abandoned them. And since coming to this island was my idea, I’d better get going,” she said. “After that I have the hydrotherapy room booked for a long, hot, sea salt bath. I can use a nice sensual soak after what we just did,” she said, grinning.

He delighted in how comfortable they were together, how easily they fell into conversation after passionately charged sex. “Will I see you tonight?”

She touched his cheek. “Whether you want to or not.”

He grinned like the village idiot, feeling so damn juvenile. “Oh, I want to, but you already know that.”

“So, what are you going to do this afternoon?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I guess it’s time to work on the deck.” “Deck?”

“Yeah, it’s some makeshift project Malik gave me when I first got here. Something to help me reenter the workforce, I guess, because it’ll be a cold day in hell before my superior officers come pounding on my door again.” He grabbed the blankets and hauled them up, noting the strange sense of relief washing over him. It hadn’t occurred to him until lately just how disgruntled he’d become with all the red tape and bureaucratic bullshit. “I’ve had a pile of building materials sitting at the back of my cabana for months. I haven’t felt like touching it. I think I’ll get started on it today, though.”

Dani touched his hands and gave him a playful wink. “I always knew you were good with your hands.” She snuggled in tighter. “So, where did you learn carpentry work?”

“My grandfather.”

“I thought you came from a line of military men.”

“I do. That’s what Grandpa did in the military.” Ethan chuckled and added, “My mom made sure I learned how to wield a hammer. She said the one thing she hates is a man who is useless around the house.”

“Same here.” Dani grinned. “Where do your parents live?”

“Mom and Dad call Florida home now. But they’ve lived all over. How about you?”

“My mom, dad and baby brother are all in Chicago. Not far from me.” After a moment she added, “You know, Ethan, in my line of work we’re always looking for good carpenters. Of course, I’d have to see your finished product first before I could recommend you,” she said playfully.

“Why, you…” he covered her lips with his.

After a long, thorough kiss, Dani stole another glance at the clock. “I’d better get going or the girls are going to think I’ve been eaten by the big bad wolf.”

Ethan cocked his head and gave her a wicked grin. “Oh, but you have, my sweet Dani, you have. Numerous times.”

Dani laughed out loud and threw the covers back. “On that note…”

Ethan sat up in the bed and watched her get ready, enjoying the view of a naked Dani strolling around the cabana. A short while later he showered, dressed and made his way back to his place, which he hadn’t seen the inside of in a days. After grabbing a bite to eat he fastened his carpenter’s belt and stepped outside to the waiting stack of lumber. He laid his cane to the side, filled his tool apron with deck screws and began sorting the wood.

Time flew by as he cut and tacked together the frame. It occurred to him how good it felt to be doing physical work again. It also occurred to him how much he liked working with his hands, and how much he’d missed it. For the first time in months he felt his restlessness ebbing away, felt the tension ease from his body.

After wiping his brow with the back of his hand, he measured the lumber while his thoughts raced to Dani. His sweet, wonderful Dani who’d be leaving the island in a little over a week, with both of them going their own separate ways.

He paused to consider things further. Shit. How the fuck was he going to walk away from this—this crazy, amazing thing between them? How the fuck was he going to walk away from her? A woman who’d given him back everything he’d lost.

Every time they’d made love, Dani had given him back his control. Of course he always ended up losing it again the minute he sank into her damp heat. But it wasn’t totally horrible. Not at all. In fact it felt exhilarating with her. It felt safe. And it didn’t make him feel like less of a man.

Dani had never once looked at him as broken, and he didn’t see a trace of pity in her eyes when he’d shed his pants and exposed his injury. All he saw was dark desire. She looked at him like he was a man, a man who could give her exactly what she needed. The powerful, virile man he used to be.

Still was, in fact.

He recalled Dani’s words the first night they were together: J
ust once I want to experience the pleasure of submission.
That one night of wild fantasy sex had turned into many. The way she looked at him with such need and the way she put herself completely in his hands had warmed his darkest corners.

But how did Dani feel? Sure, they were having fun together, but that didn’t mean she wanted anything permanent. Maybe when her vacation was up she’d be eager to get home, back to life as she knew it, taking only erotic memories with her.

Ethan grabbed a two-by-six and carried it to the circular saw. He knew what had happened between Dani and him wasn’t magic and had nothing to do with any elixir. Although he wasn’t a believer in destiny, he was beginning to think that maybe everything did happen for a reason. If he hadn’t gotten shot, he never would have been sent to the island and he never would have met Dani. Something told him she was far more important than any control he’d ever had.

He nodded. What the fuck was happening to him? He was beginning to sound like the medicine man. And speaking of…

“Hello, Ethan.”

Ethan watched Malik come toward him. “How’s it going?” “I see you’ve decided to build the deck.”

Ethan shook his head. “Yeah, I figured it wasn’t going to assemble itself.”

Getting right to the point, Malik smiled and held his hands out, feeling the air around the two of them. “Your tension is gone, Ethan.”

“I’m doing okay.” When Malik glanced at Ethan’s cane, Ethan propped his deck board on the ground and leaned on it. “Listen, I know I’ve given you a hard time the last couple of months, and I’m sorry about that. I know you were just trying to help me.”