My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (186 page)

That was until he barked at me, "get away from the window! Do you want to undo all my hard work? If they see you in the window, they will come straight here."

I looked at the drawn shades that I was peeking out of. "The shades are drawn, you're overreacting. They cannot see yeah in."

"Just do what I say for once. I have never met someone in danger that refuses protection like you.  I can't tell if it's because you’re stubborn, or just plain stupid."

“How dare you speak to me like that! I am grateful for your rescue, but that does not give you permission to speak to me that way. Just because you have been assigned to protect me does not mean you own me. Do not talk to me that way. Do I make myself clear?” I said as I walked over to him and got in his face. Or at least tried to get in his face. He towered over me and all I could do was stick my bony finger in his chest as I chastised him. He just laughed.

"I'll do what I want when I want, is that clear?" He said as he got closer to me. He looked down at me and for a moment we locked eyes and something else happened… Passion. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but this fight was filled with chemistry. We both knew it. He pulled me close to him by putting his arm around the small of my back and pressed my body against his. Then his soft full lips pressed against mine. My breath escaped my mouth as he caught me off guard. His lips brushed back-and-forth, and then he crossed the line… that was it. I was lost. His kiss was long and passionate, and it was needed. He moaned in my mouth as he whispered between kisses, "You've been a very naughty girl and I know just how to punish you."

ZAK

I couldn't believe that she had left me on the island. Disbelief was all I could feel as I watched her drive the boat out into the ocean. Was she joking? Was she pulling my arm? I half expected her to turn around and park the boat on the sand and come up laughing. But as my view of her became more distant, I realize that she was not coming back. I heard her clearly when she yelled out that she would be back for me the next day. But should I trust her? Was she telling the truth? Above all else, what if the men that were hunting her caught her before she could come back for me? No, I couldn't risk it. I would now need to solve this problem as though she was never coming back. I paced up and down the sandy beach trying to figure out how I could get off of this isolated island. I looked back towards the main island, it was too far to swim. I knew I could make the swim, but it would take a few hours with lots of rest floating on my back. I had swam at least half this distance training and on missions so I knew I could do it, but there just wasn't time. I moved up and down the beach forcing my brain to work this out. I walked back to the shelter seeing if there was anything there that could be used to help me out of the situation. That's when I saw it and a lightbulb went off in my head. The hole where I had made a fire in order to cook dinner. I remembered what Ava had said, that if I made a visible fire the Coast Guard would be here in five minutes or less. That was it! I jumped up and went to work. I would have to have a worthy excuse for setting a fire on this island that the Coast Guard could see. It was a nature preserve after all, and it was probably a felony to set a fire here, unless it was out of necessity. I know exactly what I would say. A few minutes later I had gathered dried palm fronds from the shelter that I had made and piled them on the beach with some wood. Then I set it on fire and waited. Just as Ava had predicted, soon, a helicopter was coming towards me hovering, and not far behind it was a small motor boat with the Coast Guard emblem on the side. I waved my hands in the air at them as though I was needing to be rescued. In a sense I guess that I was, even though I had brought myself here to begin with. The helicopter circled overhead and I quickly grabbed a branch and wrote out SOS in the sand. They acknowledged me and within minutes a small rubber boat was motoring onto shore from the main Coast Guard boat out in the ocean. As the men came to shore, they shouted, "are you all right? Is there anyone else here with you?"

I shouted back above the noise of the helicopter, "no, I am the only one here. My small boat sank a few yards out and I swam here. I sat here for a few hours until I tried lighting a signal not sure if it would work. Thank you for coming to get me."

“Here drink this,” the man said as he handed me a bottle of water. I thirstily drank it down. A few minutes later I was on the rubber boat headed to the main Coast Guard boat with the rest of the men. Everyone was kind and I filled out a report as the medical attendant checked me out. I told them I had not been out very long so there was no medical emergency like dehydration. I faked the report with details of a fake boat, small enough to not have to be registered, more of a dinghy type fishing boat. They seemed to be satisfied with that explanation. After all, how else would I have gotten to the isolated island? Who would rightfully do that to themselves? Now that I had a ride back to the mainland my thoughts once again shifted to Ava. I was still on assignment, and that assignment had escaped me. I didn't know how long she would last without me. I now knew that it was more than just this assignment, if anything happened to her I would not forgive myself. I cared for her. That was obvious to me now. I sat anxiously in the boat counting every second. Every second counts it in situations like these, as she could be in the hands of the enemy by now. I knew exactly where she was headed. Her stubborn streak and her will to continue her college education will lead her straight back to her apartment in order to get her schoolwork and other items she would need. I had to get to her immediately. Time was of the essence. I persuaded the Coast Guard to drop me off at the dock right behind my apartment, which was also across from her apartment. They were hesitant to let me go without sending me to the hospital first, but I was adamant that my family would be worried and would be missing me, and that I was fine and not dehydrated or in need of medical attention. Finally they agreed. I thanked the men for their bravery and service, and then I was on the dock headed back to her apartment. I only hoped that it wasn't too late.

At the door to her apartment I could see the telltale signs of her lock being picked. It was obvious to me that somebody had used forced to enter. I knocked on the door, "knock! Knock!"

I waited to see if anyone would answer. After all, I could knock on the door and the men could answer, and they had no idea who I was. I could be the maintenance man for all they knew. I waited and no one answered. I turned the knob and went inside. If Ava was here she would be hiding, or maybe she had come and they've already taken her away. Or maybe she stepped in got a few things and made it out easily. There was only one way to find out. I checked every corner of every room, and then went upstairs to her bedroom. If she was hiding the only thing that would bring her out would be my voice. I whispered "Ava. Ava, it's Zak are you here?”

There was silence, then… "Zak? I'm here," and the closet door slowly opened.

As soon as I heard her voice, relief flooded over me. I felt sweet happiness and joy at the thought that she was ok. That I had found her. That no one had kidnapped her. For now, all was well. I grabbed her and pulled her close to me. The warmth of her body was the best feeling I had felt in a long time. I sighed a breath of air and then remembered we could be interrupted any second.

A few minutes later we were inside my apartment. I had had enough time to enjoy the fact that she was safe, and now I remembered that she had left me on the island. I soon remembered that I was very angry at her. She looked around the apartment, and realized this was where I had been watching her from. She wasn't too happy about it. Her fiery disbelief in my set up, actually turned me on. As I watched her flash I became more silent. My jaw set into a stern line. Dammit, I thought. I would not allow lust to ruin this assignment for me. But as she yelled at me more and more I could only respond to her anger with anger of my own. I did it and attempted to keep myself from pulling her into my arms and kissing her. It was the only way I knew how to deal with the sexual heat that was consuming me.

So I barked at her, "get away from the window. Do you want to undo all my hard work? If they see you in the window, they will come straight here."

"The shades are drawn, you're overreacting. They cannot see in.”

"Just do what I say for once. I have never met someone in danger that refuses protection like you.  I can't tell if it's because you are stubborn, or just plain stupid." As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it. I didn't mean it at all.

"How dare you speak to me like that! I am grateful for your rescue, but that does not give you permission to speak to me that way. Just because you have been assigned to protect me does not mean you own me. Do not talk to me that way. Do I make myself clear?" She said as she walked over and got in my face. Her closeness turned me on. I knew I couldn't hold back any longer. She wanted to play games, and I would give her the naughtiest game of her life. She didn't know who she was messing with. I had skills.

"I'll do what I want when I want is that clear?" I said, getting closer. I pulled her close to me. Then I kissed her. She needed to be kissed. She needed to be punished for leaving me stranded. "You've been a very naughty girl and I know just how to punish you."

AVA

His kiss melted me, but it was his words that turned me on. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Zak was talking to me in the most filthy way, and I liked it. The passion for my heated argument had caught us up in the swirl of raw emotion. It was this emotion that was now leading us into the unknown.

"What do you mean punish?” I whispered to him between kisses.

"I think you know what I mean… I don't have a paddle, which means I will just use my bare hands. "

"Do you mean, like a spanking?" I said in my most flirtatious manner.

"Exactly."

He picked me up and carried me over to the table, then he turned me around and bent me over. Then in the flash he pulled my pants down to my ankles. I sighed and moaned as he went about his work. Then ‘whack!’

He spanked my ass with his hand. "That's for leaving me on the island."

My breathing grew quicker and I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. He was seducing me and punishing me at the same time and I liked it. I followed his orders and stayed quiet as I leaned over the table I could hear his expression and moans as his eyes trailed over my body. "Do you like this, or do you want me to stop?" He asked.

"Don't stop. I want more,” I said between moans.

I was deep in arousal, lost in lust and I was going to let him do whatever he wanted to me. He spanked me a few more times. Each one more enjoyable than the last. Even though it was very light and playful. He would let his hand linger and caress me after each one. I felt my ass jiggle with each slap and then I moved my feet a little further apart. He must have taken this as an invitation because the next spanking wasn't a spanking at all. It was a series of light taps of him using his hand to slap my vagina. I moaned and yelled out loud with the pulsations of his hand tapping away at me. I was on the brink I didn't know how much longer I could hang gone. I bent over further, resting my face on the table. I wanted him to be able to reach me easily. My moans became louder and louder as he touched me. As his hand moved faster over me I felt the tension building up inside me, and I knew exactly what this meant.

"That's it Ava, don't hold back, I want you to enjoy this. I want you to enjoy your punishment,” he whispered to me. I felt very vulnerable as he watched me and ordered me around in my oncoming orgasm, but I also liked it.

“How does that feel? Does it hurt at all?” He asked softly.

"No not at all it feels so good, "I barely got the words out.

"Because if it does hurt, I could certainly kiss it for you and take all the pain away,” he said in my ear.

I know exactly what this meant. "In that case, yes, please kiss the pain away."

Zak got down on his knees behind me and in seconds I felt his soft lips trailing down my thighs and then back up and over my ass. Then suddenly I felt his mouth on my center. Then his tongue flicked in and out of my slit, over my clit and back around again.

"You taste like heaven," he said between his sessions of licking me. I moaned with his words. I was losing myself to his touch. I was very sensitive and I was on the brink. It was a very decadent and delicious feeling. Having this warrior Navy Seal protecting me, risking his life for me, and now he was pleasuring me. It was too much to handle. He licked faster and faster until I couldn't hold out anymore. This was it, this was happening. I yelled out in ecstasy as I came against his hungry mouth.