His Island Bride (6 page)

He grinned and shook his head. “You’re something else. Do you know that? I’ve never met a woman like you before.” He leaned in closer to her. She could feel her breath quickening. The aroma of his aftershave was enticing. Before she knew it his soft lips brushed hers and they were locked in the most passionate kiss she’d ever had.

“I’m only teasing by the way.”

“I know you are.”

“I mean I gave the name and number of the hotel in case my family really needed to reach me.” She swallowed hard as heat rose in her chest and bitterness in her taste buds. She really hoped they would not contact her now to force her into marrying Mr. nameless aristocrat who was looking for a trophy bride who happened to have a teeny drop of aristocratic blood way down in her family tree, so she’d recently learned. Ugh. The thought turned her off. Besides, she wasn’t totally helpless. James and she agreed to see each other after their two week stay at the
Grandim
. This could really lead to something. At least that’s what she’d hoped. In fact, she had told him quite a few things about herself but not about her deranged family plan to marry her off to someone she knew nothing about because they felt it was her duty and thought she was incapable of finding love on her own.
Real love.
Suitable love.
She sighed heavily and took another sip of her tall Strawberry Daiquiri drink.

Later, they sat on their balcony terrace. The view from their balcony was spectacular but so was the view of James’ physique every time she stole glances of him.

“You know, being with you these past ten days has been…wow, fabulous. I’ve never felt so alive.” And so in love and secure.
So wanted.
It was a pleasure to have someone who respected her choices and loved her for who she was. Sure, she had quirky habits like watching one
Columbo
DVD before bed or reading a romantic suspense on her Kindle. There was just something about solving mysteries that turned her on. But James interest in her activities and the fact that he thought her routines were perfectly okay made her feel appreciated. She ate her rice and peas with the peas first. He thought it cute and tried it, too.

“You really are a breath of fresh air, Jess. I’ve never met anyone like you before.” He said holding her as she leaned against the rail of the balcony, the wind blowing her hair gently as the warmth of the evening and the soothing waves sounded in the background.

7

“Good afternoon, the Mills’ residence.”

“Hi, Lady Mills.
It’s me, Lady Eloise.”

“Oh, hi there.”

“You mentioned that you would call when the two are ready to meet.”

Mrs. Mills paused not knowing what to say. She had just made contact with the family, although she never told Jessica all the details yet about the family. But she really wanted to be a part of this society and based on Lady Eloise’s profile of her son, they seemed as if they’d be a perfect match. Jessica was not a party girl. She was sensible, caring and discreet. Mrs. Mills only wanted the best for her daughter. What more could a mother want? And yes, it was nice that she’d be a part of higher society. Coming from a hard working class family wasn’t such a bad thing but she’d always wanted better for her only daughter. She was turning thirty soon, after all.

“Um, well, she’s actually on a trip. She had a bit of a…an emergency.” Mrs. Mills crossed her fingers.

“Oh?”

“Oh, nothing major,” she gave a nervous chuckle. “But I can assure you that she will marry your son. It’s a perfect match and I think she will appreciate that we’ve set this up for the both of them.”

“Very good.
I’m going to get things in place for the announcement. Any idea when she’ll be back in town?”

“Oh, very soon as a matter of fact.
Very soon.”

“Good. I will let my son know that his bride will be back in Toronto and we could meet there. It will be a meeting none of us will forget.”

“I bet it will be.” Mrs. Mills got off the phone and called the
Grandim
Hotel in Jamaica. The concierge desk said that she and her partner were out at the concert and will leave a message.

“Out?
With her partner?
Oh, no this could not be,
I will have to put a stop to this once and for all. She is to marry someone else and that’s that!”

8

James came out of the shower as Jessica finished blow drying her hair. The water pressure was amazing in the hotel. She’d had her shower first.

James stood in the doorway, looking drop dead gorgeous with his sinfully sexy lips and hard rock abs. He was dripping with charm and sexiness. She could not believe how lucky she was to be unlucky in getting the wrong hotel suite. She could tell by that he was also blessed with gracious proportions
every where
. His body was suggestive of health and strength, no doubt.

“You look beautiful,” he said, his eyes penetrating her as he grinned.

“S-s-so do you?” she whispered breathless. Her hormones were surging all over the place. How could this be possible? They both seemed to gaze hungrily into
each others
eyes. Her heart pounded in her ears. She was seduced by his intoxicating gaze. She ached between her thighs to feel his touch. Her nose was tantalized by his warm sexy scent. Oh, God, she wanted him now. For the past two weeks, James had dominated her thoughts and her heart, she felt so alive with him. Her mind was far from her worries back home. She’d chosen her own suitor. 
A man who made her heart flip flop as waves of desire swept through her.

“I think you’re so amazing.” His silky deep voice caressed her body. Excitement shot through her entire body. She was dizzy with excitement and the heat of expectancy.

He held her in a dream-like gaze. It was an empowering experience to be loved by someone powerful who treated you like a queen.

As they drew closer together a sense of urgency shot through her again. Every time his dark sexy gaze met hers, her heart turned over in response. His gaze seemed to then trace the silhouette of her body. Slowly and seductively, his gaze slid downward. Her heart jolted and her pulse pounded as he held her close to him. She could hear his own heart pound strongly in his chest. God, his scent was delicious. It was hard to resist his sexiness even if she wanted to.

“Are you sure you
wanna
do this?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” she said sounding throaty as her heart continued to thump erratically in response to his gentle touch.  

He whispered into her ear that he loved her as his hands explored the hollows of her back. His breath was hot against her ear. She thought she would faint with desire. Her skin tingled when he touched her. The sexual magnetism between them was electrifying.

James leaned down to her and captured her lips again as he inched closer. His lips parted and claimed her hot tongue. She enjoyed the moist sweep of his tongue. Pulsations rippled through her. He kissed her slow and his lips were still warm and moist from the kiss. Hungrily they devoured each other’s lips which left Jessica melting into his passionate embrace. Her entire body pulsated in anticipation. She could tell that he couldn’t wait to strip off her towel to get her naked. They both pulled off each other’s towels.

“God, you are so beautiful, Jess.
Inside and out.
You’re special, you know that?”

She moaned into his embrace. He tenderly kissed her gently on the throat as he traced his fingertips across her lips. The gentle massage sent currents of desire through her.  His lips touched her nipple with a tantalizing possessiveness and she cried out in pleasure. He hungered for her taste. The stroking of his fingers on her other taut nipple sent pleasurable jolts throughout her body. Before long, he took out his condom and
unwrapped
it as waves of hot desire shot through her. He was gentle with her and after moments of passionate foreplay she cried out for more. Soon, with warmth and tenderness he slid inside her thrusting with heated passion. The lovemaking was the most passionate and erotic experience she’d ever had. Jessica had read about toe-curling-scream-out-loud sex in sizzling romance novels but had never before had that experience until now. Their chemistry was electrifying. They were so perfect together.

9

Last night, Jessica and James experienced the most pleasurable orgasms during their lovemaking. Their passionate night carried on into the early morning hours as
the  orange
sunrise peaked through the  window blinds of their hotel room.

The sweet melodic sound of chirping from the birds and the crickets could be heard outside the window which was opened slightly. Jessica had read somewhere
in China that a cricket singing outside the window was a sign of good luck. Well, she felt very lucky and in love that morning—so it must be true.

A smile touched her lips at the thought being blessed with good luck then she opened her eyes and reached over for James only to  realize that he was no longer beside her in the bed.

“Oh, James,” she playfully called out. “Where are you?” The bathroom door was wide open and it didn’t look as if he were in there. Then she saw a note on the bedroom side table.

“I love you baby, didn’t want to wake you.
Gone for an early morning run.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet. Of course, he loves to rise early for his exercise.” How could she have forgotten his routine after two
weeks.

A sudden pang struck her belly. She really didn’t want this all to end. They had exchanged addresses and phone numbers to keep in touch. But what if he didn’t keep in touch?

Stop over-thinking, Jessica.
It’ll be alright. I’m sure he’s as legit as you think he is.

Her thoughts were then disturbed by the ringing sound of the phone. She leaped out of the bed with excitement, thinking it would be James calling her to get ready because he was going to take her to the buffet breakfast downstairs.