She didn’t plan on doing a pregnancy test while on Eden, and though she hated keeping secrets from him, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him if it wasn’t a reality.
“Hey, you’re awfully quiet.”
She opened her eyes to see his concerned expression, his eyes hidden by his sunglasses. “I’m fine. Just tired from travel.”
“You know how you asked if we had time for sex earlier? Well, look around us. We are utterly and completely alone.”
She’d noticed the solitude earlier. This island was strange. She knew there were other people here, but it was as if they’d conjured their own private inlet, where no one walked by. Even the server had said to press a buzzer he’d given them if they needed him. Nobody would come around without them requesting service.
Kade reached into his empty ice water cup, pulled out a cube, and began to glide it over her belly. She squirmed at the coldness, but it also felt good against her skin in contrast to the heat outside. He trailed the cube upward as it melted, tracing the outline of her bikini top until there was no cube left.
Not to be deterred, Kade continued with his roughened fingertips, slipping beneath one triangle of fabric and squeezing her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, still cold from the ice. Arousal rushed through her at the pinch, and she squeezed her thighs together, need pulsing, dampness coating her bikini bottoms.
She moaned and writhed on the chair, uncertainty of what he intended as arousing as his actions themselves.
He plucked another ice cube from his cup and repeated the action, once again trailing a path from her belly button up to her top, tracing the edges until the cube melted and he was left with cold fingers. This time she expected the pinch, but she didn’t anticipate that he’d move the triangle square holding her breast aside and pull her nipple into his mouth.
The tug felt sublime, and her hands came to rest in his hair, yanking on the strands as he played with her, suckling, nipping, and biting with his teeth before soothing the sting with his tongue.
“Kade, please,” she said, arching her hips in supplication, silently asking him to fill her.
“Shh. Just in case there is someone lurking around.” He took his big hand and slid it down her stomach, possessively touching her, owning her, finally dipping his fingers into the waistband of her bikini. “I’ve got you,” he said as his finger glided over her clit.
She moaned and he pressed harder. She bit down on her lower lip and thrust her waist upward. Yanking his hand from her bottoms, he cupped her entire sex in his hand and began to grind his palm down hard in delicious circles. Eyes closed, she rocked her hips in time to the pressure he exerted, reaching for the climax that was within reach.
Suddenly the waves peaked and she cried out, her release taking her over. Kade leaned down and swallowed her cries with his mouth, kissing her through her orgasm that seemed to go on and on.
When she came back to herself, he had a satisfied grin on his face, and though his cock was hard in his bathing suit and it was evident he was suffering, he sat back and glanced her way.
“Kade, let me–”
He shook his head. “I’ll be fine. Take a nap,” he said in a gruff voice. “It’s going to be a long night with everyone at Elite.”
And that was just part of why she loved him. Because her needs, her pleasure, her satisfaction in bed and out always came before his own.
* * *
Kade kept an arm around Lexie as they gathered with family for dinner before heading into the exclusive nightclub owned by Gabriel Dare. He’d heard Gabe and his wife, Isabelle, had been on the island last weekend. There was no chance he’d run into the man later tonight so he could thank him for getting this big crowd into Eden on such short notice and on a holiday weekend, for that matter. He’d have to send Gabe’s kids presents as a thank you. There was nothing else the man needed.
They sat around a table of eight—Jeffrey couldn’t make it—in a private alcove of the resort steak restaurant. The waiter took their drink orders. Everyone agreed on a bottle of red wine, but Lexie opted for a club soda and cranberry juice, while Kade ordered his usual.
He narrowed his gaze at Lexie’s choice, the second time today she’d opted not to drink alcohol. It wasn’t that Lexie was a big drinker, but when they socialized, she usually had an apple martini, enjoying the tart liquor. She didn’t meet his gaze but leaned over and whispered something to her twin.
Kendall shot her a startled glance and Kade grew concerned. Something was going on with his wife. “Are you feeling okay?” he asked, pulling her closer, his fingers grazing her now tanned, bare shoulder.