Seaside Seduction (13 page)

“I’m going to shoot you right now if you don’t shut up and get into that car,” said Manuel.

“Come on.” Jose grabbed her by the arm. “Let’s go.”

Selena’s sobs were cut off when the car door shut and there was a screech as Jose hit the accelerator and drove away.

“Okay, Mr. CEO. It’s just us now. Now walk over here with your hands up so I can make sure you don’t have any more weapons.”

I pulled it from my pocket and looked at the screen. I was into the program.
Just two more buttons to press.
“I’ll be out in a second. I just really had to take a leak.”

“Hey, what was that noise? It sounded like it came from the aircraft.”

I aimed and locked on the target and pressed the final button. “I don’t know what you’re talking abou—” My voice was blocked out by the sound of the weapon firing. I knew there wouldn’t be much more than ashes left of the two men. This weapon system was super-precise and could obliterate much larger targets. The program allowed me to choose building, vehicle or person and once the remote eye zoomed in on their shapes; it struck accordingly.

I strode back to my jet and walked up the stairs, closing them up behind me. I stepped into the cockpit and flipped on the lights. “It’s over now, Ethan.”

“What the hell did you just do?”

“I told you this thing had some fire power.”

“You weren’t kidding, were you? I only saw an orange flash and a monstrous explosion.”

“Yeah, those guys won’t give us anymore trouble. You ready for some more excitement?”

“Not really. Aren’t we going back to Tucson yet?”

“Not until I save the girl. But to do that, we’ll have to make a water landing.”

“Water landing? How the hell will I do that?”

I pointed to the button that deployed the landing gears. “See the switch I installed above that? That releases the pontoons.”

“Fuck. Are you kidding me?”

“I’ve got to get you better trained on this aircraft, Ethan. It can do all sorts of amazing things. Now let’s get going.”

Ethan neatly skimmed the plane off of the runway and flew along the coast toward Cabo. Moonlight glittered on the smooth water. As we approached the rugged coastline, Ethan flipped the switch.

“Here goes nothing.”

He landed the plane neatly on the surface of the water.

“How are we going to keep from drifting off to sea?”

I held up the remote. “I just press this anchor button.”

“Okay, James Bond, I sure hope that works.”

“Hasn’t everything so far? Now you stay here while I swim for it?” I peeled off my shirt and shucked off my pants to reveal my swimsuit.

“Are you nuts?”

“Come on, Ethan. You already know the answer to that.” I opened the door and plunged into the dark water. I swam to shore, thinking about Selena. I hoped she’d understood the subtext of what I’d said.
Please be here. Oh, please.

I dashed up the beach to the cove of rocks where we’d first made love. Her melodic voice broke into the silence of the night. “Nicholas, is that you?”

I rushed toward her moonlight-outlined form. “Yes, Selena, I’m here.”

She dove into my arms, clinging to me like she never wanted to let go—her soft curtain of hair tickling my face. “Thank God you’re okay. How did you get away?”

“Let’s just say my private jet has many technological upgrades no one knows about. Manuel and his goons won’t be bothering you anymore.”

She peppered my face with kisses. “I was so worried about you, Nick. I can’t bear the thought of losing you.” She took a step back and cleared her throat and looked toward another dark shape that stood nearby. “Sorry, I got a little carried away, Jose.”

“I understand.”

She turned toward me as the man stepped closer. “Oh, by the way, Nicholas, this is my brother, Jose.”

“Nice to meet you.” I extended my hand, and he gave it a firm shake.

“Nice to meet you, too. I’ve heard a lot about you. And thanks for saving our butts back there.”

“It was a pleasure. So I’m just curious. Do you know how Selena ended up down here?”

“I do. Once the story about Manuel’s work at the school leaked to the press, he sent a hit man after me, so I had to escape fast. Cabo seemed like the perfect hideout since this city has been fairly safe and quiet until recently. On my way out of town, I contacted another agent and asked him to go to Selena’s apartment and bring her down here. Since I didn’t know about the break-in, I never imagined anyone would be watching her apartment. When I never heard from her or Pete, I contacted the Cabo police. They said Pete’s body had been found in the desert near the airport and that you’d called in a missing person report. I watched your house after that because I knew those men would pursue Selena again if they learned she was still alive.”

“So you were the one who shot one of the men at the hotel in La Paz.”

“Yes. I followed your SUV to La Paz and checked into a room beside yours. When they attacked, I was ready. I haven’t slept one night since all this started.”

“Without both of you, I’d be dead by now,” said Selena.

“Fortunately, it’s all over. And if you’re up for a short swim, I can fly you both back to the States.”

“What do you mean?” Jose stared out toward the sea.

“My pilot landed the plane out there.” I pointed to the dark form, which bobbed over the waves. “It’s got pontoons.”

“That’s some jet you got there,” said Jose.

“You have to show me every one of its special features.” Selena linked arms with me and leaned in toward my neck.

I kissed the top of her head. “That can be arranged as long as you’ll keep what you learn to yourself.”

“I could do that.”

“We better be on our way. I’ve got a very important business meeting at six AM, and if I’m not there, the American military is going to want to hang me.”

Selena nuzzled my neck with her nose. “Let’s go.”

“But first, there’s something I want to ask you.”

“Oh, and what’s that.”

I dropped into the sand in front of her and held her hands in mine. “I love you, Selena. So much more than I ever imagined I could love someone. And I can’t imagine not having you beside me every day of my life. Will you marry me?”

Selena gasped. “Oh, Nick, yes.”

“I rose and embraced her, capturing her lips in a kiss that sent waves of pleasure ricocheting through my body.

When our kiss ended, Jose strode over and gave me a bone-crushing hug. “Wow, congratulations.”

“Now let’s race,” I said. “There’s a shower on board and plenty of bathrobes in the closet. Once we clean up a bit, we can celebrate with a bottle of chilled champagne.

3 months later

After our wedding and reception at the historic Arizona Inn, Ethan flew us down to Jamaica for a two-week honeymoon in Ochos Rios. During the day we’d spent together so far, we’d made love, talked about our childhoods, our careers, our families, and even how we’d raise our kids. In no time at all, she’d become my lover, my best friend, and the one person in the world who knew me best. My mom had been thrilled I’d finally met someone and found Selena’s company such a delight; the two of them often chatted for hours like mother and daughter.

Selena had found a teaching job at a south Tucson elementary school in a neighborhood where few kids finished high school. “Everyone in my class will graduate,” she’d said confidently. And I didn’t doubt her. The woman knew how to make an impression on people—she’d certainly made one deep inside of me.

We cuddled in a hammock on our patio overlooking the Caribbean Sea; our naked bodies entwined, pillows under our heads. Our villa was the only one on this private crescent of white sand so clothing was optional and only worn during room service deliveries.

“I can’t believe you’re taking two whole weeks off work.” After sipping her Jamaican Rum Punch, Selena leaned toward me, planting warm sensual kisses down my neck and across my chest.

“The problem with work is that it doesn’t give me enough time to do this.” I skimmed my hands over her full breasts, bronzed after two days of naked swimming and sunning. Her nipples peaked at my persistent touch and excited goose pimples rose on her belly. “Making love once a day is like having an appetizer without dinner. I savor the taste, but still hunger for more. I much prefer being with you twenty-four hours a day so I can devour you over and over again.”

She laughed. “If we do it much more today, you’re not going to have any skin left down there.” She slid her hands over my stomach toward my cock. “But I’m curious—do you think we can do it on here without falling off.”

“I doubt it, but it’s worth a try.” I slid a leg across her hips and dropped my foot to the floor before standing on my other leg and straddling her.

Selena opened her knees, exposing her already wet opening. I claimed her mouth, teasing her lips apart with my tongue, relishing the taste and texture of her tongue and full lips. She gripped me behind the head, urging my tongue in further as I plunged inside her mouth; mating with her lips as powerful lusty sensations ripped through my body. Blood rushed to my cock, engorging it, readying it for her warmth, for my possession of her.

She moaned. “Oh, Nick. I love the way you kiss me.”

“Hey, I learned this technique from you. Your lips are made for kissing. You’re so goddamn sexy—I’ll be a nymphomaniac the rest of my life.” My voice sounded ragged and desperate. My mind emptied of everything except hazy lust.

I slid my hands down between her thighs, briefly wetting my fingers with her slick nectar before I slid them away, tempting, tracing them over her inner thighs until she squirmed. I knew she was desperate for a more intimate touch, so I spread apart her pussy lips so I could admire the delicious wet hole I was about to slide my cock into. It felt so warm and wet and made such a delicious sound as I moved my finger in and out of her. My cock pulsed just looking at her weeping hole.

I opened her legs wider, desperate with lust and aimed my penis toward her hole. I groaned with hedonistic bliss as the head of my penis connected with the mouth of her opening. Its wetness overcame me, and I sank slowly inside, relishing her vagina’s squeeze. “Oh, Selena, you feel so good.” My breathing grew heavy and ragged.

My feet still planted on the ground, I bent my knees and then pushed upward so I could sink in and out of her.

She groaned, and locks of her dark hair spilled off the edge of the hammock, blowing in the breeze. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, her gold-flecked eyes glittering with lust. “Oh, yes, give it to me, Nick. Deeper.”

Just seeing the desire in her eyes heightened my pleasure. I loved making the woman I loved insane with pleasure. As I plunged in deeper, her walls clenched tighter around me and her hips pushed up to meet mine as she grunted another “oh, yes.” At first my entries were slow and deliberate, but as lust hazed our minds and we groaned and thrashed until my sweat dripped down on her breasts, my entry became more desperate, more forceful and I pounded inside of her faster and faster, then bit my lip as I held off, waiting for her to come. “Oh, yes, Nick, oh god, oh,” she screamed and I felt her desperate buck beneath me as she came. Only then did I allow pleasure to consume my being and then I sunk into her with a final plunge and let myself erupt.

I scooped up the lock of hair that had fallen off the hammock and tucked it underneath her head and kissed her smooth forehead. “I don’t know about you, but I think I’m adjusting well to married life.”

Selena laughed and pulled my head in for another kiss. “It’s a little tough to bear, but I think I can manage.”

I slid out of her, and she shifted so I could lie beside her in the hammock again. A haze of peace washed over me, knowing I’d just made love to the woman I loved while I listened to the ocean lap at the sand and felt Selena’s hair tickling my skin as it blew in the breeze.

“I love you, Nick.” She gazed at me, her amber eyes adoring me. And at the same time glittering with mischief.

“I love you, too, Selena.”

“And that’s why I have to do this.”

“What’s that?”

She shook her body by undulating her hips and neck. The hammock rocked precariously.

“If you don’t stop that, we’re going to f—” Both of us landed with the thud onto the wooden porch.

Selena jumped up and dashed toward the water, her naked buttocks bouncing.

“Hey, come back here.” I pushed myself up and chased her into the water.

“Why should I?” The sound of her voice, full of laughter, blew toward me in the breeze.

“Because I can’t make love to you when you’re out there.”

“Are you sure about that?”

I waded toward her and scooped her up in my arms as a wave lapped over my shoulder. I planted a kiss on her sea-drenched lips. “I’m willing to try anything once.”

Sabrina Devonshire, an avid swimmer most of her life, can usually be found near or immersed in a body of water. If she’s not seeking an endorphin rush in a pool, lake or ocean, she’s often encouraging people to work out or writing a romantic suspense or magazine article. She also loves traveling to off-the-beaten-path places where phones and electronic devices tend not to work well. Peru and Belize are two of her favorites. Sabrina lives in southern Arizona with her husband, two children, and fluffy dog, Sugar.

Read more books by Sabrina Devonshire:
The Open Water Swimmer
Message from Viola Mari
Dangerous Descent (Love in the Labyrinths 1)
The Unseen (Love in the Labyrinths 2)