Scandal Exposed (The Lust List: Kaidan Stone #4) (9 page)

I sip my drink as he goes, giddy happiness racing through me. If our feelings for each other could survive what we just went through… they can survive anything.

Which is perfect, because there’s no one else I’ve ever wanted to be with this much.

When he comes back a few minutes later, he grabs my hand and pulls me to standing.

I’m curious as he leads me through the cabin. When he opens the door to the master suite, I let out a little delighted gasp.

The lights are off, and he’s lit a dozen candles along the bedside tables on either side of the bed. Sexy, light music plays from the speakers in the walls, enhancing the mood. The bed’s covered in dark silk sheets, and two little vials of massage oil rest against the pillows.

“I wanted this to be special. Different than the other times.” He looks down at me, and I give him a gentle kiss in response.

Then I take off my necklace and my armband and turn around so my back is facing him. “Can you help?”

He gently unzips my dress, and my nipples harden against the silky fabric in expectation. His hands trail along my exposed back, and all my senses are heightened as he leans in to kiss my neck. Then my straps are pushed off my shoulders, and my dress falls to the floor with a whisper.

My skin prickles as he runs a soft hand from my lower back up my bare torso. I hear his belt unbuckling, and I step out of my heels and turn to face him.

His eyes are sparkling, dark with lust, and the candles flicker off the handsome planes of his face. My already hard nipples ache as his gaze runs down my body. He’s drinking me in, making me burn with wanting everywhere.

I step closer and slowly unbutton his shirt. When it’s undone, I run my hand along the firm muscles of his chest, down his cut abs. Then lower still, caressing the hard length of him beneath his pants. He sucks in a sharp breath, and I take that as an invitation to unbutton his pants and pull down the zipper.

He shrugs out of his shirt and lets the pants fall away. Tossing both, he pulls me close, crushing my aching breasts to his chest. The scent of him floods my nostrils—his cologne and his own unique scent. Both our hearts are pounding, and the electricity between us is dizzying. He’s rock hard beneath his boxer briefs, and the thought of him inside me makes my panties wet.

I caress his strong arms, and he gives me another soft kiss, but I can tell he’s struggling to restrain himself from taking me right now.

He stares down into my eyes, and his are open, caring. I see everything in them that he’s been trying to hide this entire time. His complexity, his deep feelings… and love. My cheeks warm as we look at each other, and I let go, letting my own feelings show on my face. I’m just as vulnerable as he is now.

His little smirk appears. “Lie on the bed. On your stomach.”

Butterflies take off in my belly, and I do as I’m told. He climbs on after me. I rest my chin on my arms and watch as he gets some massage oil from a bottle and rubs it between his hands. It smells heavenly, like vanilla.

He’s so close, his heat radiates over me, and my skin tingles in anticipation.

He kneels, straddling me, and runs his hands down my back firmly, massaging me. I let out a sigh of pleasure as he works my muscles for a few minutes. But then he reaches the sensitive part of my lower back and kneads there. A surge of heat races through me, making me buzz, making me even wetter. He gently teases my panties down, exposing me, and applies the same firm attention to my ass. I let out a little moan.

I bite my lip as he slides his oil-slick hand between my thighs and teases my wet cleft, rubbing against it gently. I find myself wiggling closer, unabashed, wishing his fingers would slide inside me, or at least graze my clit.

But he takes his hand away.

I roll over in a deft motion beneath him, unable to take it anymore.

“No,” he says. His voice rough. As I try to pull him closer, he gently presses me down and holds my hands at my sides. “Keep them there.”

He kisses me, and I hungrily meet his tongue with mine. I want him in me
now
. But he pulls away and picks up the other massage oil. This time he drips it directly on my chest, and I gasp as the cool liquid trickles down my torso and beneath the curve of my breasts.

Kaidan trails the line of oil down my stomach, all the way to the short tuft of hair above my pussy.

He swirls the oil between my breasts, keeping his eyes on mine, and I’m breathing hard, wishing he’d touch me everywhere I’m aching right now. Then he does, cupping each breast, gently rolling my nipples, sending currents of pleasure down my body.

Then he sucks on each of them in turn. Desire radiates through me. I clutch the sheets as he moves lower, kissing me along my stomach. He pulls my panties the rest of the way off and spreads my unresisting legs apart.

His lips find my thighs, and his hot breath drives me to the edge. When I can barely take it anymore, he moves his mouth to my clit and licks around it with his tongue.

I let out a gasp as he takes my clit in his mouth and uses his tongue directly on it. He slides his fingers into me, and I buck toward him, wanting more, needing more. He buries his face in my sex and works his fingers in and out in time with the careful movements of his tongue.

I bite my lip and let him take me to the top. I cry out as I orgasm, my pussy clenching tightly around his fingers.

He waits until I’m done, then pulls them out. He gets up to remove his boxer brief, freeing himself. I heat up, ready again. His intense eyes find mine as he moves on top of me, then kisses me with more intensity than before. His tongue finds mine, and I taste myself, taste my pleasure on his lips.

I can’t obey anymore. I let go of the sheets and wrap my arms around his back drawing him close, running my hands along his strong arms, his broad back.

I can feel his tip teasing my sensitive clit, and I wiggle beneath him, yearning for him to be inside me.

I arch my back so my breasts are against his chest. We’re both breathing hard, and my slick skin moves against his.

He ends our kiss to look down at me. The candlelight flickers off his face, and fire seems to dance between us, more attraction than I’ve ever felt before. Our bodies are desperate to join, but it’s about more than that. This isn’t just lust.

He pushes an errant lock of hair out of my eyes. “I love you, Hayley,” he says, his voice husky.

“I love you, too, Kaidan.”

He kisses me one more time, then eases his cock into me. I gasp as he fills me up, but I never take my eyes off his. He’s watching me, finding pleasure in my pleasure.

He begins to take me, over and over, and I’m so open, so exposed as he looks down at me. His eyes get darker as he moves, and I can tell he’s holding back.

I pull him closer for another sensuous kiss and clench my thighs around his sides, urging him on with my body.

He moans and fucks me with hard, long strokes that take me so high there’s nothing in the world but Kaidan and me in a haze of bliss. He fills me up, making me feel whole. We move as one— our hearts pound the same wild rhythm. This is what making love means.

I reach the peak with him, crying out as he lets go.

He stays inside me for a minute, gazing at me. I never want him to go. I love this feeling, this connection. When he finally pulls out and lays beside me, wrapping an arm around me tight, we stare into each other’s eyes, still trying to catch our breath.

“I don’t want this to end,” he murmurs.

“It doesn’t have to.” I give him another kiss. “I’m all yours, and I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

I wake up beside Kaidan the next morning tangled in the sheets from the night before.

He’s still asleep, breathing evenly and deeply, and unlike the last time I woke up in his bed, this time I take the time to enjoy the view.

He’s so handsome, so amazing. I can’t believe he’s mine. I don’t want to wake him, because he’s resting deeply and looks content. I don’t think he tossed or turned at all last night. Maybe his sleepless nights are a thing of the past, just like our troubles.

I give him a light kiss and pad off to the bathroom to freshen up. I take a quick shower and find out they’ve got plenty of wrapped toiletries here, thankfully including a toothbrush.

When I’m done, I grab a towel to cover myself and head back into the cabin. Kaidan is up and dressed in some fresh clothes. He looks so content. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in cargo shorts and a t-shirt before, but I don’t think the relaxed look on his face has to do with his attire.

His face lights up when he sees me, and he comes over to give me a slow kiss. “Good morning,” he says. “I got a shower in the other bathroom. Didn’t want to disturb you. Did you sleep well?”

“Best sleep ever. Did you sleep alright?”

“
More
than alright. I haven’t slept that well in years.” His voice is soft, full of meaning, and I feel my cheeks warm.

“So what now? Do you have to call your father about last night?”

He laughs. “No. Absolutely not. I went and told the captain to take us out for a bit. Is that alright with you?”

I twine my arms around his neck. “
More
than alright.”

He runs a hand along my towel and swallows. “If you don’t get some clothes on, we might not get a chance to leave this cabin at all.”

Now it’s my turn to laugh. “Well I didn’t bring any clothes except last night’s dress. It’s not great for sunbathing.”

He lifts a brow. “I had this all planned out, remember? Check the closet. Then come meet me up on the sundeck.”

He kisses me one more time and heads out of the cabin.

I turn to the closet and slide the door open. Kaidan’s clothing is on the bottom rack, and the top rack is filled with an assortment of clothing, bathing suits, and even a floppy hat and sunglasses. I recognize some of the clothes from the rack the stylist sent over to the Stone mansion last weekend.

Last weekend. Before I stole the diamond. Before the FBI arrest. Before I found out all my money was gone. Before Kaidan and Rowan helped me take care of the drug dealers for good.

It feels like an eternity ago.

I lost all my material wealth in a week.

But I got my brother back. And I’m with Kaidan again… the man I love.

Life is perfect.

I get dressed in a bikini, shorts, and a loose-fitting white shirt. Then I grab the floppy hat and sunglasses and go upstairs to the sundeck. Just as I reach the deck, I feel the boat’s movement as we get underway.

Kaidan’s waiting for me in the little alcove up here. He’s at a table tucked beneath an overhang to keep the sun off our faces. Breakfast is arrayed in front of him.

I drop into the chair beside him and lean my head on his shoulder.

He wraps an arm around me. “Chef just brought it up.”

Omelettes, bacon, pancakes, several juices. Way too much food for two people, but they’re taking a
yacht
out for two people, so what else do I expect? “Thanks. Looks delicious.”

We dig into breakfast, and I inhale the fresh sea salt air. After a short time, I realize the yacht has officially taken us out to sea.

I get up from my chair and head toward the front of the deck. It’s entirely made up of cushions and throw pillows for sunbathing. I climb onto the cushions and lean over the rail, looking out at the ocean. The air whips through my still-drying hair. It’s gorgeous out here. Kaidan follows and sinks down beside me. He grabs my hand, and we watch the waves together.

“I love the water,” I say. “It goes on forever. I used to stare out at the ocean and think about other people and what they were doing on the other side of it. What it looked like from their beach.”

“Endless possibility and excitement. The mystery of the ocean. That’s why
I
love it.”

I smile up at him, and he kisses me.

“So what will you do now?” I ask.

He nods and looks pensive. Finally he answers. “We talked about this before… about what it’s like living in the shadow of our parents. I’m ready to find my own way.”

“So you won’t take over the label?”

He shrugs. “I might, or I might not. I need time to myself to decide. I need a break. From all of it. What about you? I mean, once we get you your inheritance. I’m sorry Nordstrom did that to you. He’ll pay for it.”