A Forever Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 1)

“No, sir! The clock on the wall says you only have...” She pretended to strain to see the clock, but she had lost track of time anyway. “Three minutes to get off.”

He laughed, then hugged her tight. He thrust his hip up, flipping them both over so that she was on her back and he was on top. He placed his arms on either side of her head, giving her the perfect view of his muscled arms. He was in complete control, and she liked it.

She felt safe and wanted like this. He leaned forward and kissed her before starting the motion with his hips that left her gasping. Their bodies moved in tandem, each seeking the edges of rapture. Skin to skin, his lips fused to hers as they crescendoed to their fabulous ending. Her body was ready to be his completely.

He felt so good it was unbelievable.

Together, her legs wrapped around his waist and his arms straining to keep him up, they came apart at the seams and joined. Heaven wrapped itself around the two of them and held them tight for a moment of bliss.

She hated that it was over, but happy it had happened. She wished she didn't have to wait for the next time she had him like this, but he had a plane to catch. Their ten minutes in heaven were up.

“Time to get going,” she whispered, but she didn't move to help him up. She liked the feeling of his weight like a blanket on top of her.

“Just five more minutes,” he muttered into her ear.

“Don't make me use my mom voice,” she warned. He opened one eye and looked at her. She raised her chin up so she could look down her nose at him. “Ethan White, you get up and get on your plane right this instant.”

He laughed and said, “Yes, ma'am.” In a moment, he had pulled out of her, then staggered to the bathroom.

Laura saw his tie on the ground. She couldn't help herself. She reached down and grabbed it, quickly slipping the loop over her head and tightening it back up so that she was wearing the tie, and only the tie.

Ethan came back and began pulling on his clothes. Laura sat on the bed, just waiting for him to notice, but he really was in a hurry now. When he had his button-up shirt back on but still open, he began lifting up pillows and searching under his pants. “Laura, have you seen my tie?”

“Yes, I have,” she said.

“Where is it?”

“Right here,” she said, thrusting her chest forward a little bit. It rested on top of her breasts, and when he finally looked, she saw his eyes dilate again.

He leaned forward and grabbed it. At first, Laura thought he would just lift it up over her head. Instead, he grabbed hold of it, pulling her in for a kiss. The kiss was long, passionate, and for a moment Laura wanted to go again.

Billionaires don't have a refractory period, do they? She thought to herself. What was another ten minutes anyway?

A Wonderful Kind of Love

Hurricane Kisses

As one final bonus, please enjoy this novel, “Hurricane Kisses!”

Chapter 1

I looked up from my book and took in a big breath of fresh sea air. This was what a vacation was supposed to look like. White sand turned into pale blue water that slowly darkened as it stretched out toward the horizon. A tiny sailboat floated across the view, its yellow sails bright and cheerful against the sky. Behind me, green palms fluttered in the warm breeze.

I took a sip of the latest concoction from the bar and then set it down in the sand beside me. It was sweet with some sort of fruit juice and had a giant paper umbrella sticking out of the top. I closed my eyes, letting the warm sun shine down on me for a moment before starting the next chapter. This was so much better than my normal Novembers in Chicago. A girl could get used to tropical vacations like this.

I heard the soft sound of feet on sand and I turned to see two of my favorite people walking toward me. I grinned and sat up on the edge of my lounge chair and waved to my best friend and her son. Maddy walked slowly, trying, and from the irritated look on her face, failing to keep sand out of the walking boot wrapped around her foot. Tyler, her eleven-year-old son, grinned and hurried over, leaving his mother behind.

“Hi, Aunt Olivia,” he greeted me enthusiastically as he stopped next to my chair. I couldn't help but smile back at him. It was the first time in weeks that I had seen him legitimately happy. He was having a rough time making friends in a new school and transitioning to a single-parent household. I had hoped bringing him on vacation would help raise his spirits, and judging by the grin on his face, it was working.

“Hey, Tyler,” I replied. I loved that he called me Aunt even though we weren't really related. His mother and I worked closely together, and he had decided I deserved the aunt moniker the first day we met. I didn't have any siblings, so the possibility of me being a real aunt anytime soon was zilch. I loved Tyler like he was my own. “You having fun?”

“This resort is amazing. Did you know there's a free bowling alley? And pizza is served all day?” Tyler ran a clumsy hand through his disheveled brown hair and grinned. His arms were too long for his body since he was in the middle of yet another growth spurt. “We're still on for jet-skis in an hour, right?”

“Of course! I promised, didn't I?” I responded, scooting over on my lounge chair to make space for Maddy. She sat down gratefully, stretching the awkward black cast out in front of her.

“I really appreciate you taking him, Liv,” Maddy said once Tyler finished making an overzealous gesture of excitement. “I feel awful that I can't do it. Stupid ice.”

She glared down at the boot as if the inanimate object could feel shame. She had slipped on some ice outside our office two days before the trip and had broken her foot. The doctor had given her a walking boot, so at least she was slightly more mobile and able to enjoy our trip. She was being a good sport about it, but she was obviously not terribly comfortable.