her permanently. He had never wanted any woman as much as he wanted this fiery eyed vixen. He had to have her.
Alexandra rushed up the stairs, determined to make the security of her room before he could follow her. Was everyone in this house mad with lust? She slammed the door to her room, then locked it. There would not be any intruders into her room this night, she decided. She had to get off this island, away from these men.
Chapter 8
As Caroline slowly undressed before him, Jake tried to keep his mind from wandering to Alexandra. What was the matter with him? Caroline was one of the best women he had ever had, and here she was, eager for him. Forget the Yankee bitch, or think of her as Caroline. One woman was the same as another, once in bed, he told himself sternly, trying to enjoy Caroline's sensual beauty. Anyway, if Alex was going to play with that poor excuse of a man, Hayward, he was going to push her from his mind with Caroline.
Caroline, now naked, walked slowly, tantaliz-ingly toward Jake who sat on her bed, fully clothed. He looked at her closely. Her long, black hair hung down around her shoulders, making a frame for her smooth olive skin. Her breasts were large, rounded, the nipples dark against her pale skin. Her wide rounded hips demanded attention, promising hidden delights to any man. Jake felt his blood stirring as she came to him. He pushed her back onto the bed, burying his face in her voluptuous breasts as he brought his knee up between her thighs. She groaned at his touch, pulling him closer.
"Oh, I've missed you, Jake. I've needed you. Don't ever leave me again," she murmured in his hair.
"From the way you played with Sully, I'd not have known it," he said dryly as he sought her pink nipples with his experienced tongue.
"It was only to make you jealous. I got rid of him when it was time, didn't I?"
"Did I need to become jealous to want you?"
"I should hope not, my love."
"And how do I know that he won't come to you later?"
"Because you'll be here with me all night," she said. Pulling at his jacket, she whispered, "Take these off, Jake. I want to feel you against me."
He quickly got undressed and turned back to her. The pale light fell on her soft, feminine body and his manhood stirred, but it was not Caroline he thought of as he covered her with his body for he saw golden-red hair and fiery green eyes. He covered her mouth with his hungrily, trying to quench the fire that burned in him, branding his need for Alexandra. Caroline returned his kiss with a passion that equaled his own, until suddenly he stopped, his body completely still.
She groaned, trying to pull him to her. "What is it?"
"Shhhh. I heard something. There—be quiet."
"So—I thought you'd come to me, my lovely lady," Captain Sully said lazily, his voice coming from the garden.
"Of course, even though you were brazen in calling up to my bedroom window. I must have my trunks back. I need them," Alexandra said sharply.
"I know you need them and I know why you need them," he said, as if he knew all about Alexandra.
"What do you mean you know why?" Alexandra asked, fear in her voice.
"You had to get out of New York City fast, without anyone knowing, but yet you insisted on bringing all those trunks full of clothing. Now, the answer is obvious."
"Is it?" Alexandra didn't see how that could have led him to the truth of her identity.
"Don't try to play the innocent with me. I doubt if you've been innocent for a long time."
"I really don't know what you're talking about," Alexandra said, trying to sound calm.
"Now look, all I ever wanted was a little of what you've been spreading around, but you've played so hard to get—"
"What!"
"Lord, you're a cool one. I know they ran you out of New York for being a high class whore, but whore you are in my books no matter what kind you are."
"A whore!" Alexandra said, laughing harshly. "You fool! I want my trunks. That's all I want from you, and I've already paid you well.
Alexandra rushed up the stairs, determined to make the security of her room before he could follow her. Was everyone in this house mad with lust? She slammed the door to her room, then locked it. There would not be any intruders into her room this night, she decided. She had to get off this island, away from these men.
Chapter 8
As Caroline slowly undressed before him, Jake tried to keep his mind from wandering to Alexandra. What was the matter with him? Caroline was one of the best women he had ever had, and here she was, eager for him. Forget the Yankee bitch, or think of her as Caroline. One woman was the same as another, once in bed, he told himself sternly, trying to enjoy Caroline's sensual beauty. Anyway, if Alex was going to play with that poor excuse of a man, Hayward, he was going to push her from his mind with Caroline.
Caroline, now naked, walked slowly, tantaliz-ingly toward Jake who sat on her bed, fully clothed. He looked at her closely. Her long, black hair hung down around her shoulders, making a frame for her smooth olive skin. Her breasts were large, rounded, the nipples dark against her pale skin. Her wide rounded hips demanded attention, promising hidden delights to any man. Jake felt his blood stirring as she came to him. He pushed her back onto the bed, burying his face in her voluptuous breasts as he brought his knee up between her thighs. She groaned at his touch, pulling him closer.
"Oh, I've missed you, Jake. I've needed you. Don't ever leave me again," she murmured in his hair.
"From the way you played with Sully, I'd not have known it," he said dryly as he sought her pink nipples with his experienced tongue.
"It was only to make you jealous. I got rid of him when it was time, didn't I?"
"Did I need to become jealous to want you?"
"I should hope not, my love."
"And how do I know that he won't come to you later?"
"Because you'll be here with me all night," she said. Pulling at his jacket, she whispered, "Take these off, Jake. I want to feel you against me."
He quickly got undressed and turned back to her. The pale light fell on her soft, feminine body and his manhood stirred, but it was not Caroline he thought of as he covered her with his body for he saw golden-red hair and fiery green eyes. He covered her mouth with his hungrily, trying to quench the fire that burned in him, branding his need for Alexandra. Caroline returned his kiss with a passion that equaled his own, until suddenly he stopped, his body completely still.
She groaned, trying to pull him to her. "What is it?"
"Shhhh. I heard something. There—be quiet."
"So—I thought you'd come to me, my lovely lady," Captain Sully said lazily, his voice coming from the garden.
"Of course, even though you were brazen in calling up to my bedroom window. I must have my trunks back. I need them," Alexandra said sharply.
"I know you need them and I know why you need them," he said, as if he knew all about Alexandra.
"What do you mean you know why?" Alexandra asked, fear in her voice.
"You had to get out of New York City fast, without anyone knowing, but yet you insisted on bringing all those trunks full of clothing. Now, the answer is obvious."
"Is it?" Alexandra didn't see how that could have led him to the truth of her identity.
"Don't try to play the innocent with me. I doubt if you've been innocent for a long time."
"I really don't know what you're talking about," Alexandra said, trying to sound calm.
"Now look, all I ever wanted was a little of what you've been spreading around, but you've played so hard to get—"
"What!"
"Lord, you're a cool one. I know they ran you out of New York for being a high class whore, but whore you are in my books no matter what kind you are."
"A whore!" Alexandra said, laughing harshly. "You fool! I want my trunks. That's all I want from you, and I've already paid you well.
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