Hawaiian Heartbreak (6 page)

Jay
paused, digging through the depths of the fridge again, before emerging with a
bunch of greens in his hand. “He's on to his third wife now. They're all
gorgeous, but he never seems very interested in talking to them. I don't know
if he actually enjoys any of the things his money has bought.”

“That
sounds really sad,” Kayla mused. “What's the point of making all that money, if
you never take the time to enjoy it? Sounds like he has all these toys at his
disposal, but he never plays with them.”

“Yep.
If I damaged the boat, it would be months before he found out. Even then, I
could probably do a good job of hiding it, and he wouldn't notice the difference.
Whereas when I walk in the door here, I know if a cushion's in the wrong spot.
I'm living in the lap of luxury on someone else's dime. I'd say I get the best
deal out of this.”

The
tuna steaks sizzled in the pan, creating a delicious smell. Jay flipped them
over.

“These
are nearly done. It's one of my specialties, you know. I'm quite ready to
impress.”

“Mmm,
he reduces a woman to a quivering mess, and then he cooks for her. Are you
trying to make me fall in love with you?” Kayla widened her eyes in mock
protest, and Jay shrugged.

“What
can I say, it's a problem I deal with all the time. Ladies just throw
themselves at me. I have to carry a big stick at all times to defend myself
from the amorous advances of random females.”

Kayla
giggled. “Come on, surely tourist girls actually do throw themselves at you all
the time. The hot tour guide who wanders around with his shirt open, showing
off his muscles? It must be pretty easy for you to pick up.”

“What
can I say, I'm a sensitive soul that finds it difficult to trust,” he clutched
dramatically at his chest, then turned serious.

“Just
in case you're tricking me again, let me remind you, you're not just some
tourist girl I'm picking up for a few days. Customers are supposed to be
totally off limits. I could get in big trouble for agreeing to spend time with
you outside of the tour.” He regarded her carefully. “I don't regret it though,
even if this does get me in trouble. I can't put my finger on what makes you
different, but you are.”

Kayla
blushed, surprised by his sudden candidness. Jay turned back to the stove top,
and whipped the skillet away.

“Enough
feelings. Food's done. Grab your plate, lets eat on the deck.”

They
headed outside to a small wooden table on one corner of the deck.

“One
moment,” Jay said, disappearing inside. He returned with two glasses of white
wine, the rest of the bottle tucked under his arm. “I seem to remember someone
is a Pinot gris fan?”

Kayla
smiled widely and reached for the glass. “Do you drink it yourself, or did you
think it was a sure thing you'd get me back here?”

“Well,”
Jay hedged. “I hoped you'd come back here. I figured I'd either drink it with
you, or drink myself into a sad little stupor if you said no.”

“Hmm,
so this is both celebration and commiseration wine. Is it still a celebration
now you've got me here, or is it a let-down?”

“Fishing
for compliments are we? Well, you can have one. It's definitely a celebration
to have a beautiful woman like you all to myself. If you're not careful, I
won't let you leave.”

“Maybe
I won't want to,” Kayla retorted, surprising herself. Holiday Kayla was proving
bolder than Normal Kayla once again. She wasn't quite sure what she'd just
suggested, but was amused to see a bit of colour rise in Jay's cheeks. He was
almost blushing! Who knew she could have such an effect?

A
glimmer of orange at the edge of her vision caught Kayla’s attention. Twisting
her head, she realised the sun was setting behind her. The sky was lit up in a
riot of gold, orange and pink. She twisted and wriggled in her seat to get a
better view.

“You
know, the best seat in the house is over here, and you wouldn't need to contort
yourself like that,” Jay said. Kayla turned around, and he opened his arms to
her. Smiling, she slipped over to sit on his lap, and he wrapped his arms
securely around her.

They
sat in comfortable silence, wrapped up in each other, watching the sun slip
over the horizon while they took occasional sips of their wine. As the burning
heat started to ebb out of the evening air, Jay shifted and pulled her slightly
closer. Kayla leant her forehead into his neck. It was so peaceful. All of the
other boat hobbyists had gone home. It was just the two of them, the ocean, and
some birds. She couldn't imagine ever needing more in life.

Jay
turned to look at her, and brushed his lips gently across her forehead.

“I'm
glad you're here with me,” he said softly into her hair.

“Me
too,” she whispered.

“In
case you're still worried about being one of a series of girls I pick up, you
should know, I haven't had anyone here in a long time. Sure, I've had a few
passing flirtations. But bringing girls here is something I never do. It's odd
having you around, someone I feel this instant connection with. It makes me
realise how much I miss that. I already know I'll miss you when you go.”

Kayla
was taken aback. His feelings mirrored hers exactly. It was a clear sign they
were getting in too deep, but she didn't want to stop. What if he wanted to
stop? When she'd decided to enjoy it while it lasted and brace herself for the
end, she hadn't thought about what would happen if he didn't want to do that.
She looked up at him through her eyelashes.

“I
know. I've been thinking about that too. I just think we'll be cheating
ourselves if we don't enjoy the time we have together. It'll hurt either way
now, so we might as well extend the good part.”

“Oh,
are you kidding?” Jay pulled her even closer. “Don't get me wrong. There's no
way you're leaving now. Full disclosure, if you get cold feet and try to put
some distance between us, I'll charm the pants off you until you stay.”

He bent
his head again so their foreheads were touching. “Literally, if need be.”

Before
she had a chance to answer, his mouth was on hers, hot and intense. His arms were
so tightly wrapped around her she felt as though she was melting into him. A
hot burst of need awakened in her lower belly. Kayla felt insatiable around
him. He turned her into a wanton woman.

Jay
pulled her around so she was facing him on the chair, her legs straddling his.
Her arms wound around his neck, and she bent her head to kiss him again. His
tongue flicked into her mouth, his hands gliding over her body, making her
heart race. Kayla felt herself losing control, but she didn't care. She'd never
felt so safe to just let go.

Jay
stood up abruptly, still holding her close, so Kayla wrapped her legs around
his waist. He walked her back into the boat, kissing and sucking on her neck
the entire way.

“We can
stop whenever you want, OK?” He murmured. Jay kept walking through one of the
wooden doors, down some stairs, and into an enormous bedroom that took up the
entire lower half of the yacht. He strode across the room without hesitation, before
tipping Kayla onto the king size bed.

“I
don't want to stop,” she whispered, pulling him down with her. Jay's eyes
turned dark, and he reached for her roughly, rolling and pulling her on top of
him. His hands cupped her face as he kissed her again, hot and wet. His rough
touch skimmed over her breasts, her torso, her ass. He stopped, cupping her
behind, pulling her hips up and against his.

A soft
moan escaped Kayla, and Jay's touch quickened in response. He slipped a hand
down further, stroking the back of her thigh. She pulled back slightly, letting
him slide his hand to the front, over her inner thigh, and under her dress.

His
thumb grazed over her bikini bottoms, and she could feel the heat and wetness
building. Now she knew what he was capable of doing to her, his touch
automatically sent her body into whirl of hormones. But she wanted more. She
wanted to please him for once. She wanted to claim his body, like he'd claimed
hers.

Jay's
fingers skimmed the edge of her bikini bottoms, and Kayla threw her head back, whimpering.
He pushed them to the side, and started stroking her gently.

“You're
so wet,” he growled. “I love what I can do to you. I love how badly you want
it.”

Kayla
tugged at the bottom of his t-shirt, and he sat up slightly to let her pull it
over his head. She ran her fingertips over his muscled torso. His skin quivered
at her gentle touch. She glanced up at him and smiled wickedly, then ran her
fingers down to the waistband of his shorts, undoing the top button with a
quick snap.

Jay let
out a hiss of breath as she kissed down his chest, then pushed him back onto
the bed, before letting her mouth follow the trail her fingers had blazed down
his body. When she reached his shorts, she nipped the sensitive skin near the
waistband, teasing him gently with her teeth.

“What
are you thinking about?” She asked innocently.

“I'm
thinking that I really don't want you to stop,” he groaned.

“Stop
what? Hanging out? I really like hanging out with you too.”

“Woman.
Now is not the time to be funny.”

“Aw, I
thought my sense of humour was what you liked most.” Kayla smiled innocently up
at him again, then tugged his shorts away.

The
sight of his erection stopped her jokes in their tracks. It was so large and
smooth. Kayla ran her hand over it, and it leapt at her touch. Jay inhaled
sharply. She bent her head and kissed the tip of it, then ran her tongue over
the head. Every part of him was so perfect. She wanted to make him feel every
bit as good as he'd made her feel.

“Let me
see you,” Jay whispered, and Kayla obliged, whipping her dress over her head,
quickly untying her bikini.

She
bent her head again and started running her mouth over the shaft, feeling his
body tense beneath her. Jay's hands tangled in her hair, and he groaned her
name. Kayla quickened her pace, sucking hard. His hand reached out for hers,
and their fingers twisted together. A thrill ran through her, the small gesture
confirming he wanted all of her. That the physical was just a continuation of
the connection they had at every level.

She
felt him grow even bigger in her mouth, and knew she was having the desired
effect. He was close to losing control. Kayla used her free hand to grip the
base of his manhood tightly, knowing it would drive him over the edge.

“Ah,
Kayla!” Jay exploded into her mouth, wet, hot need. She glanced up at him
through her eyelashes, and very deliberately, gulped. Jay's eyes flickered, and
he quickly scooped her up to lie next to him on the bed, cradled in his arms.

“You're
amazing,” he whispered, kissing her neck and holding her tight. Kayla snuggled
her head against his chest, and felt his heart rate start to slow. He kissed the
top of her head, and stroked her hair gently.

She
didn't know how long she slept, but she woke to pale moonlight coming through
the window, and Jay kissing her neck. Suddenly she felt wide awake, and her
body curved against his in response. Jay's hands and mouth were everywhere,
kissing her breasts, teasing her nipples to attention, hands stroking down the
inside of her thighs.

He
kissed her hard, making her head spin. How could she be captivated by someone
so quickly? All she wanted was to be near him, talking to him, touching him.

“I want
all of you,” he whispered into her hair. “But only if you want it too. Say the
word, and I won't mention it again until you do.”

Kayla
froze. It was all happening so quickly. She'd only met him days ago. And yet,
she did want to. She knew she trusted him completely.

“It's OK,”
Jay soothed, obviously taking her hesitation as a no. “We've got all the time
in the world.” He kissed her again, and Kayla felt like she was floating. Her
skin burned where he touched her, and an ache of wanting was building between
her legs. His fingertips ran down her side, hard, sending shivers of pleasure
spiked with pain coursing through her body. He cupped her ass firmly.

“Your
body is so perfect,” he murmured, running his hand down her side a second time.
“You have the softest skin. I love touching you.”

Kayla
pushed him hard, flipping him onto his back. Jay's brow creased in confusion,
but relaxed when she kissed him as hard as he'd just kissed her. Flicking one
leg over him, Kayla bent to kiss him again. She ran her hands down his body,
finding his erection. Oh yes, she wanted that.

“I want
to,” she whispered. “And I want you to have all of me.”

She
guided him into her, gasping as he filled her completely, almost hurting as he
entered her. Jay reached to grasp both of her hips, and she rocked against him,
slowly, grinding into him. He stared intently up at her, heady lust written all
over his face. He reached for one of her breasts, running his thumb over her
pert nipple, making her gasp and throw her head back.

Pressure
was building between her thighs, and Kayla knew she was getting closer to
release. They moved together, faster and faster still, running their hands over
each other's bodies, kissing each other hungrily.