Captured by the Bodyguard (15 page)

“Hold on…are you trying to sweet talk me into standing up the good doctor for some quality time with you?” she mock accused, her eyes thinning to playful slits.

“Hmm…yes,” he replied deeply, his hands falling on her waist and tugging her hard against him. “It’s already been many long, trying months since you walked in from your father’s study and I set eyes on you for the first time, Alexandra. God…you blew me away. It was all I could do not to sink back down in my chair; my legs could hardly keep me standing. You were like walking, talking candy; luscious and tempting me to take a huge bite. You slayed me, baby.”

“I never…wow, I didn’t even suspect,” she breathed, her eyes shining with happiness and disbelief.

“How could you? I was so good at keeping it all in. I daren’t let you see my instant attraction as I thought you’d use it against me. But I’m too far gone to be able to hide anything from you now.”

“So prove it,” she half-teased, gazing up adoringly into his eyes. “Show me you can be a risk taker. Kiss me, Cane Hutchinson.”

Alexandra shivered as something feral and bright shone in his eyes at her words. He didn’t even hesitate. The next second he was crushing her to him, making her breathless as he caught her lips with his, right there on the white sand beach of St. Maarten.

It became more than just a kiss. It was
the
kiss, the game changer, the bringer of bliss and the promise of things to come. Shot down, Alexandra clutched at Cane’s broad shoulders, her spine almost bent in half as he ate into her like the world would end. There was heat and passion and tongue – slick, sweet and precious tongue mating hard with hers. Oh my sweet lord, thought Alexandra as her inner thighs quivered. If this man put the same detail to sex like he did to kissing then
damn
…baby girl had hit the jackpot with this one.

Neither of them could breathe steadily by the time they slowly drew apart for much needed air. His eyes were smoky and filled with unrelenting ardor, mirroring her own feminine cravings to be devoured by him as soon as sanely possible. Like, right now. They just needed to find a room.

She giggled helplessly, and his left eyebrow shot up triangle-style. “What? I kiss that bad it makes girls laugh now?”

“Oh no, not that,” she gasped, holding a hand to her belly. She couldn’t explain it…maybe it was just all the improbability of it all – Cane, in love with her, probably as obsessed with her as she was over him…and then them being together, here in the most romantic corner of the world and probably just minutes from ‘consummating’ their newly confessed emotions…It seemed more perfect than perfect itself.

“Mmm, Cane,” she murmured on a deep breath as she threw her arms around his neck and snuggled close, unmindful of the spectacle they could be making to passers-by. “I’m laughing because…it’s either that or crying. I do love you, so much.
Too
much and I’m ready to take this as far as you lead. You know what they say…many folks climb mountains simply because they’re there. And I…I fell for you simply because you’re you. You were there and everything in my life just fitted in place like the perfect jigsaw puzzle.”

Cane didn’t speak; he didn’t need to especially since she could see the coals of profound admiration in his eyes. He simply took her hand and kissed it with fierce feeling, his eyes closing tight for a few moments.

“So…,” Alexandra teased as she curved her lips in a sultry smile. “I guess I’ll be standing up the doctor tonight after all. Now let’s go tousle up some fine-threaded sheets.” She grabbed his hand playfully to begin leading him away, but he pulled her to a stop, making her turn to look at him questioningly.

“Hey, no rush,” he said with a flash of white, gorgeous teeth. “We’ve waited this long, the red hot sex can wait a little bit more.”

Huh? Says who? Alexandra wanted to ask as she tried to curb the quivering in her secret folds at the mention of ‘red-hot’ sex.

“Okay,” she said, very slowly. “Now what?”

He pinched her chin and gazed down into her face with a smile. “What do you know about deep sea fishing?”

Alexandra’s eyes darted. “Um…about as much as you’ll know about any Lil Wayne rap lyrics,” she replied, smiling cheekily.

Cane laughed deeply. “No, I’m serious. Deep sea fishing, as well as snorkeling, diving and sailing…that’s my thing, rosebud. You asked me once what I did for fun and then and there I thought to myself that the first chance I got, I’d take you on a fishing adventure. As it happens, St. Maarten provides a wide variety of fishing areas as well as some serious sailfish, tuna, wahoo and dolphin and they’re always biting,” he told her with his boyish grin. “I’ve got a charter arranged already with enough bait, ice and fishing tackle to last us the whole day.”

His enthusiasm was catching, and Alexandra couldn’t help grinning back with equal excitement. “And then…we can catch the sunset together?”

“Yes,” Cane said, gazing down into her face like it was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. “The St. Maarten sunset on open water is an incredible vision to behold…much like the woman I’m looking at right now.”

Oh shit, it’s so not fair, Alexandra thought as she fell in love with him all over again. How was it possible, the bottomless way he made her feel? Nothing could measure it or box it in; it was boundless, limitless. And the best part of it all, the unbelievable part, was sensing that he felt exactly the same thing for her…

Chapter Fourteen

Alexandra tossed her bouquet over her shoulder and from the gleeful sound she heard behind her, it seemed like Malia had made a lucky catch.

Once Alexandra had called Malia on the phone to say that Cane had proposed and they were ‘eloping’ and having a beach front destination wedding on St. Maarten, Malia had squealed and warned that they’d better not do anything until she got there. She took the first plane down and within hours of leaving New York was just in time for the ceremony which took place that bright, warm day.

To Alexandra’s amazement, her father had made the trip as well. She’d called him with the news just the night before. “I love him and we’re going to get married, dad. I never really wanted to have a big wedding – but I did dream of a perfect one.”

“And that’s what you’ll have,” her father had said deeply. “You both have my blessings but I fully intend to give my only daughter away, Hutchinson.”

Cane, who’d been right there with her, had assured her father that they wouldn’t want it any other way. So her father had zipped over on his private jet and the wedding took place without a hitch.

Alexandra had been shocked to say the least when Cane proposed. They’d taken an excursion on a boat to one of the nearby bleached coral sands with the unbelievable view all around them…and that was when he kissed her and showed her he wanted to take the biggest risk of all.

“Marry me,” he’d told her simply, gazing into her eyes. “On the beach. Tomorrow.”

Two blinks and a belly-quake later, Alexandra breathed, “
Yes.
”

And after that she hardly needed to lift a finger as Cane handled all the arrangements. “Leave everything to me, princess,” he’d said with deep warmth and adoration in his eyes as he’d kissed her gratefully once she accepted. “I’ll fix all the details from the license to the location…all you’ll have to do is to say, “I do”.”

And she did. They both did, there on the scenic beach with the most perfect weather backing them up. Friends, family, and well-wishers stood around with moist eyes as they watched Alexandra and Cane exchange vows they’d created themselves.

Now, hours later, her new husband was sweeping her in his arms past the threshold of their marvelous honeymoon beach villa. It sat on the cliff top overlooking Orient Beach with amazing views in every direction.

But for tonight, Alexandra intended to be far too preoccupied to take in the scenery.

Cane hadn’t been joking when he’d said there was no rush in terms of sex. Since that day when he’d run up the beach to meet her, he’d been more focused on wooing her than tumbling her in the sheets. At first Alexandra had been shocked, dismayed and foot-stomping mad at the extended deprivation, but now, with his ring on her finger and their wedding night before them, she was beginning to see the allure of keeping their first time for this special occasion.

The last few days had been spent doing all the fishing, excursions, club-hopping, plus wining and dining two people in-love could squeeze in so many hours. But once the bedroom door shut behind them, Alexandra looked up into Cane’s eyes and the message in the flames was unmistakable.

If she’d been expecting a slow grind with Cane, to work them up into the moment, then boy was she wrong. It was like he could finally let the beast out and
whoa
…Alexandra was in for a hell of a revelation.

That night, the only thing soft was the music playing on the speakers set in all the rooms and connected to Alexandra’s iPod where – surprise – Cane had filled the playlist with all the hottest Trey Songz’ bed-wetting, panty-dropping tracks ever made.

There were also candles lit all around the spacious, glass-walled bedroom with the lights turned down. The whole ambience gave off a gentle, soothing vibe but from the look of things, Cane never got that memo.

Alexandra gasped with deep-seated arousal as Cane moved from the closed door and grabbed her hips, tugging her upwards off her feet. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist as his hands cupped her bottom and his lips captured hers. Her arms went round his neck, her response instantaneous. He gave her an open-mouthed, recklessly sloppy kiss trimmed with heat and sensuality.
Shit
. Alexandra felt the base give out inside her belly and she could hardly breathe as Cane started to fuck her mouth with his marauding tongue.

Alexandra liked that the rough-edged intensity of the kiss was to set the tone for the rest of the play…

Cane couldn’t seem to have enough of her mouth, and she was helpless to his onslaught, making soft mewling sounds into his mouth as she succumbed to his mastery, his ownage.

Damn, she could have kissed him all freaking night and been happy. Their lips felt meant for each other, and the way her whole body reacted to that long session of frenzied lip-locking told her that the rest of her agreed with what her mouth was feeling right then.

She was breathing really hard when he drew back finally, and she couldn’t hide the vulnerability from her face as she looked into his smoldering green eyes. She wanted him like life itself but she wasn’t all that experienced and she wanted him to get as much pleasure from this as she knew she would.

Cane’s face was just a mask of carnal, masculine intent that should have frightened her in its savagery but it only made her cunt twitch and squish even more.

“You’re so perfect, and you’re mine,” he rasped, suddenly looking dazed. “I’m going to keep reminding myself of that and try to hold back from rampaging through this like you’re going to slip out of my grasp by morning light. You won’t will you, baby? You’ll stay with me?”

“Yes…forever. Just like I promised,” Alexandra told him breathlessly, her full heart cracking and bursting at the same time.

Her fervent reply made him groan deeply, his arms almost crushing in the powerful hold they had around her body. With rapid steps, he walked her over to the bed, depositing her on the exquisitely soft sheets with her legs still wrapped tightly around his lean waist.

About…fucking…time, Alexandra thought as her back hit the giving mattress.
Finally
; her and Cane, in bed. Together. The sensation of having Cane’s marvelous body atop hers was almost worth the many months and days of waiting for this moment to arrive.

More scorching kisses followed, and now his hands began to roam her body with an almost famished possessiveness. Hungry to touch him too, Alexandra skimmed her fingers over his hair, throat, chest and back. He groaned deeply at the way she caressed him, and she felt happy her touch excited him the way his did her.

And the way he virtually ripped her clothes off her body…Alexandra totally forgot to utter a word of protest that her pretty white designer wear was getting shredded. The man wanted her naked, and being in a horny state of mush herself, she wasn’t about to put up any resistance.

Some things in life were worth waiting for and being made love to by Cane was definitely one of them. Even in his feral passion, he showed his giving, tender side. Even when he’d got her bare-ass naked and was nibbling and sucking his way all over her exposed flesh, he still made her feel like she was made of delicate candy floss.

He spread her body beneath him on the sheets and gazed down at her till she felt warm from her head to her toe nails. Even without the words, she knew what he thought about her body but it felt good to hear him say them out loud in a voice so husky she barely recognized it.

“You’re so beautiful and sexy, Alexandra. More than any woman I’ve been with, ever. Your whole body is like a treasure-hunt roadmap…leading to all kinds of beautiful gems. Diamonds…,” he kissed both nipples one after the other, making her gasp, “…And pearls,” he added, his hand sliding down her belly to strum her swollen, beady clit.

Alexandra’s spine arched off the bed, her inner thighs quivering helplessly.
Holy cow
. His touch was
amazing
. There was an instant swelling in her folds as blood rushed into her labia even as it gushed with pleasure juice. She leaned up on her elbows and stared down in dazed arousal at his tanned hand, his skin tone several shades more light colored than hers, disappear between her thighs. Instinctively, she locked her knees on him, squirming as she felt him stroke her slit from the top edge to the bottom. He shook his head and tut-tutted.