The Billionaire's Island Romance (The Romero Brothers, Book 3.5) (7 page)

“Oh, God, you’re so wet.” Christian smiled
salaciously while his fingers slid deeper into her moist, swollen sex, stroking
her up and down gently. She writhed underneath him on the bed, groaning in
delight at his expert touch. “You’re ready for me, aren’t you?” he said in a
low, hoarse voice, a wicked grin on his sexy lips.

He then lowered his lips to her breasts.
She had removed her lace camisole bra. He kissed her mound of flesh and swirled
his tongue over her hard nipple, which made her shiver with desire. He took her
nipple into his mouth and teased her sensitive bud. A moan of ecstasy slid
through her lips. Her body was on fire. Desire burned through her for him to
take her. The stroking of his fingers sent pleasant jolts through her body as
he hit her G-spot with excitement. She could feel the growing hardness of his
erection pressing into her skin.

“Oh, you’re so wet,” he groaned in a deeper
voice as he moved his lips down her body. “Do you want me?”

“Mmm,” she groaned. “Yes. Please!”

A wicked grin touched his lips again. He
slid off her panties and spread her legs apart and lowered his head to her sex.
She gasped when his soft tongue touched her sensitive flesh, brushing his
tongue up and down her moist center as she arched and writhed on the bed,
groaning with sheer pleasure and excitement. She knew it wouldn’t be long
before she came hard.

She desperately needed Christian inside
her. It had been too long. She’d longed for his touch, ached to hold him during
the time they were apart.

“Oh, Christian,” she moaned as his gentle
massage of her inner thighs sent currents of heat and desire through her body.
Thrusting his tongue deeper inside her, she came with a shuddering ecstasy.
Breathing hard and fast as her heart sped in her chest, she then collapsed in
pleasure, her legs weakened.

He stripped off his shirt, breathing hard
and deep, a grin of satisfaction on his sweet lips. “God, you’re so beautiful
when you come,” he groaned with pleasure. His lips moved to hers and he
devoured her mouth hungrily, passionately. Still reeling from the delightful
magical touch of his lips inside her, Arianna ran her hands over his smooth,
hard flesh enjoying the feel of his muscles.

“I love you, Christian,” she whispered,
breathless. She sucked on the skin of his neck, moving her lips over his flesh.
Enjoying the taste of his manliness and the low moans emanating deep within his
throat. “Oh, Christian.”

Arianna repositioned herself over him when
he turned over and
laid
on his back, kissing him
deeply. Her fingers traveled down the smoothness of his body, over his rippled
muscles and down towards the soft hairs on his groin. She slid her hands inside
his silk boxers delighting in the feel of his long, hard erection.

With a naughty grin she eyed him
delightfully.

“My turn, baby,” she whispered breathlessly.
She kept her eyes locked with his dreamy eyes as she freed his manhood,
stroking him gently up and down his shaft while he moaned. She loved the feel
of his hardness between her fingers. She wet her lips before extending her
tongue first over the head of his manhood then slowly and seductively taking
him inside the moist heat of her mouth while he groaned deeply. With long, soft
strokes she slid her mouth up and down his shaft while working her hands
simultaneously, pleasuring him and kissing him harder and harder and faster
until he came hard, his body jerking uncontrollably.

“Oh, God, Ari. I love you so much. You have
no idea,” he breathed hard, between kisses after she’d repositioned herself up
to him.

“Oh, I…I don’t have a condom,” she said
disheartened.

“It’s okay, baby. I have one in my pocket,”
he moaned. “It’s good that you don’t have one.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because it means that you weren’t busy
with another man while we were apart,” he said, a boyish grin on his face. “I
was hoping you wouldn’t want to be with anyone else,” he finished his train of
thought.

Arianna smiled deeply. She was so relieved
that he had a condom. She needed him to be inside her so badly. She was dying
for this moment to come.

He reached over to his shorts on the floor
and retrieved a square golden packet with a latex condom. He proceeded to open
it, but Arianna climbed over him playfully and took it from him, opening it
herself. “I want to roll it on you,” she said, eyeing him seductively.

She leaned over and stroked his manhood
again while he groaned, holding her tightly
,
then she
rolled it over his long, hard erection until it was firmly secured. Arianna straddled
herself over Christian and moved down on his erection; both gasped with
excitement. She enjoyed the magical feel of him inside, filling her completely.

Riding him and grinding her hips into his,
they made hot, passionate love and she came first with a shudder and he came
soon after. They enjoyed the awesomeness of their heated chemistry and
lovemaking. He made love to her over and over through the night. Before long,
the early morning sunrise shone in her suite, bathing the room in a soothing hue
of orange and red. The palm trees swaying outside to the early morning breeze,
while the sound of ocean waves swooshed gently outside the window.

For a fleeting moment, Arianna felt
everything in her life was okay. She was safe with Christian, the man who loved
her and would do anything to protect her.

Doubt crept into her mind as she watched
Christian sleep. His dark long lashes looked enviable with his eyes closed.
Would Christian really be able to protect her? Protect her from herself?

“Morning, beautiful!” Christian kissed
Arianna on the cheek. He then sat beside her at the breakfast table on her
balcony overlooking the sea.

“Morning, hon.”

“Why didn’t you wake me?” he said in his
deep morning voice, rubbing the stubble on his chin.

“I wanted you to sleep in. You earned it!”

“You’re the one who should have been
sleeping in,” he said, smiling as if admiring the vision before him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she teased
him playfully.

“The desk clerk mentioned that you had been
working sixteen days straight before I got here. You need a break, Arianna. I’m
taking you out today. And I won’t take no for an answer. Besides, the wedding
is only a few days away, this Saturday.”

She smiled. “You’re too funny, you know
that?”

He leaned closer into her, hugging her. He
looked into her eyes. “You were so incredible last night,” he said in a low,
deep voice.

She smiled sheepishly. “So were you.”

He kissed her again and necked her so
deliciously. “Oh, Christian,” she moaned, smiling.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

“Who could it be at this hour?”

“Oh, I took the liberty of ordering
breakfast for us,” she murmured.

“How did you know I wouldn’t sleep in until
noon?” He grinned.

“Because, I know you, remember?” Ari arched
a brow. “The latest you sleep in, Mr. Workaholic, is like eight o’clock on a
Saturday morning. About this time.” She playfully pointed to the clock.

“I’d better get my pants on then.”

“Oh, I’ll get the door. No worries.
Besides, I don’t want the hotel staff talking. You know, you answering the door
in nothing but a towel or boxer shorts.” She smiled.

“Whatever.” He grinned then kissed her
cheek.

Later they settled for a typical Jamaican
breakfast of Ackee and Saltfish with delicious fluffy fried dumplings and fried
plantains. They drank the juice from freshly squeezed oranges and refreshing
coconut water.

They made love again while showering
together after breakfast. It was a sensual and fulfilling moment for Christian
and Arianna. Bathing each other while caressing each other so lovingly.
Admiring each other’s bodies. Christian could not seem to get enough of his
sweet Arianna. Later, they both got dressed. Christian had gone up to his suite
to gather some new clothes to put on.

“I can’t believe you’re taking me out
today.”

“And why not? If I don’t insist on you
taking a break, you’ll work yourself to death and you know that would drive me
crazy, right?” He grinned.

Arianna playfully nudged him in the ribs.
“That’s not funny, Chris.”

At last tearing themselves apart, they
headed downstairs to the main foyer of the hotel. The tall green plants were
perky from being freshly watered and provided a nice blend with the shiny, recently
polished marble floors. Before they walked out of the lobby, Mr. Duponte
strolled in.

“Dad? You’re up early.” Her father often
never left the hotel room until well after noon. It was just something that he
did, especially as of late, since Arianna had taken over duties at the hotel.

“Oh, I’m fine,” he said, dismissively.
“It’s just your mother. She’s a bit moody this morning. I tried everything
but…” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Oh, Dad,” she said, leaning over to hug
him. “Is everything okay?”

“Oh, yes. I said I will give her room to breathe
and that was that. I’m going up now. Pray she doesn’t kick me out of the room
again. Good to see you again, Christian.”

“Likewise, sir.”

Mr. Duponte nodded and headed toward the
elevator to go back to his suite.

“You sure your old man will be okay?”

“Um…yeah.”

“What about your mother? Is she alright?”

Arianna hesitated at first. Should she tell
him? What could she say? How could she tell him? She nervously glanced around
the massive lobby of the hotel to see if her uncle was anywhere nearby. There
was that feeling again, that chilling sensation in the pit of her stomach. Her
heart was crushing inside her chest. She drew in a deep breath.

Everything will be fine
,
she
coached herself
.

It had to be fine.

“Mom’s okay,” was all she said in a low
voice, then continued to walk outside the hotel, toward their waiting car.

Christian drove, with Arianna, up the
hillside towards Ocho Rios in his rental convertible. The wind rustled through
their hair as they took in the tall green plants and trees dotting the hills.
Jamaica was blessed with rich vegetation and colorful plants. Ari admired the
mountainous swells and the miles of greenery as they drove by.

“Please tell me that you’ve been to Dunn’s
River Falls before.” Christian turned to her before fixing his eyes on the
road.

“Why?” she asked as she clutched her sun
hat as the wind whipped about her hair. She sported her sunglasses but could
still appreciate the blueness of the cloudless sky and the bright sun as they
drove.

“Because, you can’t be in Jamaica and not
go to Dunn’s River. That would just be crazy. And it would tell me that you’ve
been working way too hard to enjoy yourself.”

The Dunn’s River Falls were one of the most
breathtaking tourist spots and highlights of visiting Jamaica. An angelic place
anyone should visit before leaving this earthly plane. A “must-do” fun
activity! Who hadn’t been there? Tens of thousands of visitors flocked to the
site every week. Although there was a small beach at the base of the falls,
climbing the massive boulders on the falls was one of the best parts. Arianna couldn’t
wait to climb with Christian while the cool running water gushed down on their
skin.
 

“That’s just it. A lot of people who live
close to landmarks don’t always visit because they take for granted that they will
always be there.”

“True,” he concurred. “But that’s still no
excuse.” His boyish grin always melted her inside and his cute dimple was
adorable. Oh, his sexy dimpled cheek when he was happy got her every time.

“Okay. I’ve been once. A long time ago.”

“Well, we’re going together as a couple.
And you’re really going to have a time to remember.”

“I can’t wait.”

The Satellite radio played some classic
R&B tunes. The current song playing was “One Hundred Ways,” a sensual,
memorable ballad from Grammy award winning singer, James Ingram.

“Oh, I
love
that song!” Arianna reached for the controls and cranked up the volume. “That
guy can sure sing. Dad used to play that tune in the house when I was younger.”

“Love her today, find one hundred ways,”
Christian sang out the lyrics, a little out of tune, but sexy as hell. His
voice was so deep, soft and sensual.

“Ask her to stay, find one hundred ways,”
he grinned as he continued to sing. He looked so handsome sporting his Ray-Ban
shades over his eyes. His dark, short, silky hair tossed from the breezy
hillside drive.

“Hey, I just noticed, you never commented
on my singing,” Christian teased her.