Barefoot Kisses: A Billionaire Love Story (11 page)

The sand was soft and warm under my feet. The travel guides hadn't been kidding when they raved about Caribbean sand. The moon was rising slowly and casting pale, silver light on every wave. Everything had a magical glow that made anything seem possible.

“You said you have a brother,” I said as we walked. I wanted to know everything about Aiden. “Any other siblings?”

“Just Logan,” he replied. “You?”

“A younger sister.” I smiled thinking of her. “Are you and your brother close?”

“We work together, so kind of. We were really close when we were little, but when I left for college we grew apart.” He pulled me closer to him, as if he were searching for my warmth in the dark.

“You said your brother's name is Logan?”

“Yeah.” He paused and looked at me. “Why?”

“You're going to laugh, but I thought Ben was your brother.”

“Because we look so much alike, right?” Aiden puffed out his chest and tried to make himself bigger. All he managed to do was make himself look ridiculous.

“Yeah, I should have thought of that,” I agreed, giggling as he ape walked down
the
beach. Ben was just an overbearing boss, not a concerned brother. “You just said you worked with your brother, and I assumed.”

“I do work with my brother. He works for Travel, Inc. as well.” He grinned at me. “You might even call it a family business.”

“I would love to work at the same company as my sister,” I said honestly.

“Working with family isn't all it's cracked up to be.” The easy laughter was gone, replaced by a bitter humor. “It makes it hard to fire anyone, even if they do a terrible job.”

“What about your mom?” I asked quietly, curiosity getting the better of me.

“She died when I was twelve. Dad wasn't exactly good with kids.” He shrugged as if it didn't bother him, but the slight tension in his voice belied the truth.

“I'm sorry.” I wasn't sure what else to say. I wanted to hold him close and take away all the pain that was edging into his voice.

“It was a long time ago,” he assured me, his eyes still distant.

“I'm still sorry,” I said quietly. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him closer to me. His arm tightened, and didn't let go. I wished I could carry some of the pain that obviously weighed heavy on his shoulders. I tried to think of something I could say or do to make him smile again.

We walked in silence for a moment until I tripped on yet another rock. Aiden caught me easily, preventing me from falling to the sand. Wrapped in his arms and dizzy with want from having him this close, my heart beat raced out of control. He was so damn handsome. The moonlight highlighted his strong jawline and striking features, while his eyes seemed to capture the pale light of the moon and reflect only beauty.

“You and those rocks just don't seem to get along,” he murmured quietly, smiling down at me in his arms.

“It's a good thing you're here to rescue me then,” I whispered, staring at his mouth. It was sensuous and made for kissing. Every fiber of my being wanted to taste him. I half expected Ben to pop out of nowhere and ruin the moment for a third time.

Aiden tipped his head and slowly lowered his lips to mine. My world spun in a kaleidoscope of color as we finally connected. His lips were soft and receptive. He tasted like sunshine and wine. I honestly couldn't get enough of him, and used my tongue to draw him in further. I wanted to stay wrapped up in moonlight and his arms, tasting his mouth on mine and loving every second of it.

“Wow,” I whispered when we finally had to break apart or suffocate.

“Wow, indeed,” he agreed, his voice rough and shaky. His eyes sparkled with delight. Apparently he had enjoyed kissing me as much as I did him.

“Would you like a drink at my place? It's just over there,” I offered. I wasn't really interested in a drink, but it was the perfect excuse to get him to stay with me. Maybe even kiss me again. Heat surged through my veins at the thought of him kissing me again.

He didn't even look up at the direction I indicated.“I'd love one,” he said, his voice husky and eyes hungry.

He released me enough to let me lead the way to the glass doors of my hotel suite. I dropped my shoes on the porch and slid the keycard in. I was really, really glad that I didn't leave my laundry out on the bed. I usually left my clothing scattered across the bed when I traveled, but I didn't want to clutter the beautiful room this time. I patted past-me on the head. She had done a good thing.

“Leave it open,” Aiden commanded once we were inside. I dropped my hand from the door as I looked out at the moonlit waves. A cool breeze ruffled the filmy curtains, filling the room with the scent of water and night flowers. I nodded and was suddenly back in Aiden's arms.

His hands went to my hips, bringing him to me like a dance partner. I stopped to take in his strong cheekbones, his wind-ruffled hair, and the column of his throat leading down to a perfectly sculpted chest. I almost couldn't believe this was happening. This was too good to be true.

I cautiously unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, watching his face. If this was all in my head, this was the point I would wake up. My dreams never let me get past this point and get to the good stuff. If I was going to wake up from this dream, it was now.

The button slid free and the corner of Aiden's mouth rose in a cocky, sexy-as-hell smirk. He knew how much I wanted him. He knew it and was enjoying it. I undid the next button down and his hands tightened on my waist. He pulled my hips to his, his eyes darkening with want as our bodies touched. I could now feel the proof of just how much want pressing into my stomach. It made my knees go to jelly.

He leaned forward and kissed the corner of my mouth, then glided his tongue to the center of my lips. I trembled, opening my mouth to give him access and quickly finishing the buttons. He shrugged out of his shirt and let it fall to the floor. His tank-top undershirt was in the way of me touching his skin, so I pulled it up over his head. My hands caressed perfect abs and sculpted pecs in the process. I moaned without realizing it.

He was all heat and muscle. Strong lines of sinew and strength under smooth skin that were built for my fingers to trace. I could feel his heart pounding under my fingertips, as I touched his chest. It was steady and strong, but obviously as excited as I was.

He kissed me again, drawing my tongue to his. I skimmed my hands up his perfect body, up to his neck and into that delicious hair. My fingers fisted into his gentle curls, holding him in my kiss. The way his body responded to mine was intoxicating.

His hands moved from my hips to my ass where he started to hike my up my skirt. I felt his smile through our kiss as his fingers touched bare skin. The touch made my hips rock into his, my body questing for more. He groaned softly, telling me without words just how much he wanted this.

His hands still on my ass, he shuffled his feet forward. I followed his lead until the back of my knees touched the bed. I arched my hips against him and he shuddered with want. With a gentle push from him, I let go of his hair, and tumbled onto the mattress.

He looked down at me, his gaze full of pure desire. His mouth opened slightly and then curved up in that cocky grin that made my panties moisten. I arched my hips up to tempt him and the smile grew more confident. Slowly, he went to his knees on the floor by the bed.

My knees bent over the edge of the mattress and Aiden used his broad shoulders to separate them. He made sure I was watching, those hazel eyes burning just above my skirt, before beginning my pleasure. He kissed up from my bare feet, up my calf, up my thigh and increasing my temperature with every kiss.

His fingers hooked around the tiny string of my panties' waistband and he pulled them off with a smooth, practiced motion.

“Pretty,” he said, holding them up in the air to admire them before tossing them to the side. “But they have to go.”

I was breathless with anticipation as he used just one finger to trace the curve of my upper thigh. I couldn't see anything with my dress still in the way, so I had no idea what he was going to do next. I reached down and pulled the skirt back, wanting to see everything, but he shook his head and put it right back up.

Nervousness and excitement battled in my chest. I wanted to go wherever he led. I closed my eyes and did my best to relax, but knowing he was going to do wonderful things to me made it hard not to squirm with anticipation.

He kissed one inner thigh, and then the other. His cheeks were smooth and I knew he must have shaved just for dinner. Something about the idea of him shaving just for me felt special.

His lips kissed the V at the top of my legs and I jerked at the surge of pleasure. I was so wound with lust that even the barest breath against my pleasure center would have sent shivers down my spine. A full kiss was like being struck my lightning.

He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take.

“Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

White energy scorched the edges of my vision and Aiden showed me heaven. I crashed back to earth, gasping and spinning. When I opened my eyes, he was watching me. Lust burned in his eyes with a fire I wanted inside of me.

I sat up and released the zipper to wiggle out of my dress. His pupils dilated as he watched the lacy dress clear my head. I loved the way he looked at my body like I was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He wanted me in a way that made me writhe with want.

Slowly, he stood and pulled a square package from his pocket while I undid his belt and pants. With a strong tug, I released him from his clothing. He kicked his pants and briefs to the side, giving me a look at what I was getting. His body, long and hard in the moonlight, made me shiver with desire.

He put one knee up on the bed beside me as he reached behind me to undo the bra clasp on my back. I giggled when he didn't find it.

“It's on the front,” I whispered, looking up at him.

His eyebrows raised and he grinned. “That's even better.”

He moved his hand from my back to my shoulder, pushing me to lay down on the bed. I couldn't decide if I wanted to close my eyes and savor the moment, or keep them open and watch. I looked up at Aiden and knew I wanted to watch.

He undid the snap between my breasts and his breathing grew faster as he pulled the bra apart. His right hand cupped my exposed breast and he ran his thumb across the nipple. It pebbled under his touch and sent a bolt of want and desire straight from his fingertip down to my now throbbing center of need.

“Please?” I begged, writhing under his touch and needing so much more. “Please don't make me wait...”

He reached for the foil package and I waited in breathless agony until he was poised at my entrance.

“Lena,” he whispered. Our eyes locked and he entered.

It was like a puzzle piece finally clicking into place. He was made for me and I for him. My body moved to greet his without having to think. Together we arched and writhed as he explored my depths.

The muscles of his back tightened as as he worked, keeping a stead pace that drove me wild. I moaned, feeling like I could float away on pleasure just by what he was doing to me. It was as if he had always known every secret of my body and was using them to push me to the limits of what I could tolerate and beyond. It was ecstasy.

My legs started to shake as he took me higher. I dug my fingernails into his back, pulling those muscles further into me. I needed all of him.

“Come for me,” he whispered, the desire raw in his voice. It was all I needed to push me flying over the edge yet again.

Pulsing pleasure flooded my nerves, but he didn't stop. Tucking one leg up under his shoulder, he increased his rhythm. As I came back to the moment, I reveled in the effect I was having on him. His breathing was fast and ragged, and his brow was concentrated with lust. I could feel the need coursing through his hand on my breast and thigh.

Our eyes found each other in the night.

“Aiden...”

“Lena...”

I could tell he was trying his best to hold back, to make this last. I wanted him more than I wanted to breathe. I wanted him to explode like I did and to lose himself in me.

“Come for me,” I repeated back his own phrase.

Primal need flashed through his beautiful eyes as he thrust and shuddered. I arched my hips to take him, pulling him deeper into me. I never wanted to let him go. I wanted him to remain with me like this forever.

After a perfect moment of eternity, he collapsed forward. He felt heavy and strong on top of me, and I loved it. He was an Aiden blanket of perfection.

“You're amazing,” he gasped. We were both covered in sweat and breathing hard. I certainly felt amazing. He slowly raised himself up to look at me. Hazel eyes roved my body, taking in every detail and wanting more. “And so beautiful.”

I grinned up at him. “You're not too bad yourself.”

“Not too bad?” He raised an eyebrow at my bold statement. “I'm pretty sure I just rocked your world.”

It would have sounded cocky if it hadn't been true. To be honest, my world was still rocking. I kissed him, loving the way he tasted and the feel of his skin against mine.

“Care to rock it again?” I asked.

He grinned and proceeded to rock my universe.

W
arm yellow sunshine and a soft breeze off the ocean woke me. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, afraid that the night before had been nothing but a wonderful dream. When I did finally open my eyes, I was relieved to see it wasn't. Aiden lay in bed next to me, his soft hazel gaze as warm as the sunshine. He had his phone out and was typing on the slide-out keyboard, but he was definitely paying more attention to me than his phone.