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Joely was not cut out to be a cowboy, paniolo, whatever. Her ass was sore and her thighs weren’t speaking to her. The sunburn on the back of her neck was deadly and she was covered with thick, red mud. She’d take cleaning toilets over this in a heartbeat.
When she literally fell asleep in the shower and almost drowned, she realized that trying to be macho was going to kill her.
After scrubbing her wet hair vigorously with a towel to dry it, she tossed on shorts and a tank top and went upstairs to Holt’s room. He had been distant after he came back from rounding up Scout yesterday. Even though he said that something had come up that was bothering him, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was regretting fooling around.
After all, instead of coming to her room last night, he excused himself early after dinner and went right to bed. Looking back, she probably should have done the same, instead of spending half the night on the internet trying to locate her sister. No luck on that front, but Timothy had taken the bait. Now, she just had to find a way to sneak out and catch a ride to Palekaiko on Thursday.
Joely knocked on Holt’s door.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me. Can I talk to you?”
She heard footsteps coming to the door and when Holt opened it up, she could see he didn’t have anything on but a towel. “I-I can come back.”
He looked behind her and down the hall. “Where’s Kala?”
“She went out shopping.”
“Have you seen Joe or Tony?”
“They said they were going back to the bunk house after lunch. That’s what I wanted to talk to you...”
Holt yanked her into the room and closed the door.
“About,” she whispered as he pressed her back against it.
“About?” he asked, leaning his arms on either side of her head.
Her throat went dry. “I forgot.”
He bent his head and kissed her. Sweet heaven, he had a mouth on him. She slid her hands up his muscled torso and then around to his back, pulling him against her. Holt moaned low in his throat and grazed his hips against her belly. Tingles ran up and down her body as she rubbed up and down his erection.
“That’s better. I meant to do that last night.”
“Why didn’t you?” she asked.
He closed his eyes and shook his head. “Some bullshit came up and I let it get to me. I’m sorry.”
“That’s okay. I was wondering if I had imagined where those kisses were going to take us.” Joely’s hands shook when she touched his well-defined biceps. She was having a hard time believing that this was finally happening.
“I think they’re taking us right here.”
“Good.”
“I don’t want you to think I’m taking advantage of you, though.” Holt backed off slightly, but she wasn’t having any of that nonsense.
“Oh, no you don’t. I plan on taking full advantage. This is the first time in five years I don’t have to look over my shoulder and wonder if someone is going to recognize me. It’s the first time that you and I have been alone enough so we can explore ...” She moved her hand back and forth between them. “... whatever the heck this is.”
Smirking, Holt brushed his lips over her temple. “I know. I keep expecting Makoa to burst in on us looking for the banana boat or something.”
Shaking her head, Joely giggled. “How can you misplace a twelve-foot inflatable banana?”
“He and Hani were probably monkeying around.”
“Oh no,” she said, ducking under his arm. “You did not start a pun war.” Darting over to the bed, she grabbed a pillow and advanced on him. “That’s not very appealing of you.”
Holt lunged for her. Squealing, Joely jumped up on the bed.
“What are you? Yellow?” he asked.
“That was pretty lame.” She threw the pillow at him, but he batted it aside. “Give it up. Your pun game is fruitless.”
“You’re lucky I like you a whole bunch.”
“That’s better,” she said, grabbing the other pillow as she hopped off the bed. Holt circled around and she dove back on the bed, with the intention of rolling off the other side. But he was damned quick and grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her back.
“Look what I found in my bed. Speaking of peeling layers to get to the good parts, I think you’re wearing too many clothes.” Holt tugged on the waistline of her shorts and then paused like he was giving her a chance to call this off.
If she did, they could explain all of this away as just good friends blowing off steam. It was probably safer that way. She could very well have to leave in two weeks and Joely wanted to protect her heart.
“We don’t have to do anything,” he said.
He was so damned kind, she had to blink back tears. She didn’t deserve him. But oh, how she wanted him. Would it be selfish to indulge in a crazy vacation love affair? She’d seen tourists hook up like that all the time. Then when it was time to go home, they went their separate ways.
“What if I want to do something?” she whispered.
Holt backed away from the bed. Joely was fascinated when he touched the towel that was wrapped around his waist.
“Last chance to change your mind,” he said, and then dropped the towel.
Not bloody likely. She’d been fantasizing about this for years. Coming off the bed, she launched herself into his arms. The heck with protecting her heart. There was a handsome, naked man in front of her. She’d have to be an idiot to pass up this opportunity.
It would all sort out. One way or another. She would have no regrets.
Joely kissed him again, enjoying the feel of his muscled body pressed up against her. She laughed against his mouth when he picked her up and tossed her back on the bed.
Aches and pains? Never heard of them. He climbed on to the bed next to her. She flung off her top and bra while he helped her with her shorts and panties. And then they were skin to skin.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time,” he said.
“What stopped you?” she asked, breathlessly as he traced over her nipple with his fingertips.
Their lips brushed against each other and he moved on to kiss her chin, and then her neck. “I figured it would be awkward if you weren’t interested.”
He nipped gently at her neck, his big hands spread her legs wide. Leaning over her, she could feel his hard cock pressing into her hip. Unable to resist, she stroked her hand down his back to his fine, muscled ass.
When Holt captured her nipple in his mouth, she squeezed hard, almost digging her nails in. “I was interested,” she squeaked out, ending on a moan as he tickled her nipple with his tongue as he sucked on it.
Holt stroked through the curls at the juncture of her thighs. He went on to the other nipple before sliding a finger in between her legs.
“Fuck,” she whispered as he stroked his fingers through her hot, wetness. “I want you.”
When he touched her clit, she gasped and her entire body jolted like she put her finger in an electrical socket. The soft tugging on her nipples and his slow rubbing of her clit made her whimper his name.
He let go her breast with one last suck and then plunged his tongue into her mouth. He flicked his finger faster and she held onto his shoulders while her hips rose to meet each pass. She slanted her mouth over his to deepen the kiss. Her hands roamed his body in a frenzy, but she couldn’t get to his cock because it was pressed tightly against her body.
He fingered her into a slow orgasm, while his tongue played havoc with her senses. She slammed her thighs together as she came. Wave after wave of pleasure flooded through her and she shuddered, clutching his shoulders desperately.
“Been thinking about doing that the first day I saw you in your maid’s uniform.”
She chuckled breathlessly. “It’s cotton polyester. I could see if it was a French maid’s outfit, but it’s really ugly.”
“You wear it well. Still, I figured you’d get the wrong idea if I pinned you against the wall and stroked you to orgasm on your first day.”
“I would have recovered,” she said, running her fingers through his hair. “Can I touch you, now?”
“Please.” Holt rolled onto his back and Joely stretched out on top of him.
Writhing against him, she enjoyed the hard planes of his muscles against her sensitive nipples. “You feel nice. I’ve been perving on your body ever since I saw you surf.”
He lazily traced circles over her back, as she kissed him. Pressing kisses against his jawline, she licked his earlobe before biting it. “I also had a lot of fantasies involving you, your handcuffs and me being bent over your desk.”
Groaning, Holt would have rolled her over on her back, but she stopped him when she grabbed his thick cock.
“I can arrange that,” he ground out.
She leaned up on her elbow and stroked him fast. She liked watching how his eyes flared and then regarded her under hooded eyelids. His nostrils flared and his breath quickened.
“It won’t take much to get me to come in your hand,” he said.
“How about my mouth?”
This time, she was flat on her back before she knew it.
“Not this time.”
Reaching into his bedside drawer, he pulled out a condom.
“You bring a lot of girls back here?” she asked.
“You’re the first.” He ripped the package open with his teeth and rolled it on his cock.
“Why the supply in the drawer then?”
“Boy Scout, remember?” Then he pushed inside her and Joely forgot everything except the sweet rocking of his body against hers.
Entangling her legs with his, she kissed him as the pleasure built up inside her again. His cock fit her snugly. Each thrust zinged sensations through her that had her wild and trembling.
“Joely, Joely,” he moaned, sounding as out of his mind as she was.
She hadn’t expected their first time to be so sensual and loving. She was used to quick fucks against the walls and back seat blow jobs. Being flat on her back in the world’s most comfortable bed was luxury. The scent of lavender from the flower arrangement on his bureau and the view of Haleakala out his window, just added to the luxury.
“Holt,” she cried out as she came around his cock.
To her surprise, he pulled out. But before she could say anything, he flipped her on her stomach.
“Get on all fours,” he said in a voice rich with passion.
On shaking hands, she did what he asked and this time when he thrust into her, she cried out at the intensity. Gone was the sweet, slow love making. Holt fucked her with a single-minded persuasion that had her clutching the sheets.
Joely let out a low moan, her tortured nerve endings on fire from two orgasms. Now, her body was going into overdrive, not knowing what to expect.
“Yes,” she cried out. “Fuck me. Just like that.”
Holt made a sound that was part growl and part grunt and her insides liquefied. Joely held on for dear life as he took her hard and fast, each thrust pushing her closer to madness. Throwing her hair over her shoulder, she looked at him. His eyes were intense and the smile on his face was deliciously evil.
“Do you like this?”
“Yes.” She nodded.
“Is this how you wanted to be fucked over my desk?”
“Yes!”
He gave a dry chuckle that she felt in the tightening of her nipples.
“We’ll have to play around in my office sometime.”
Images from her imagination assaulted her senses and she clamped down on his cock. He cried out, his fingers digging into her ass and with a few more hard pumps, he groaned and shook. Releasing into her, Holt’s body slowed as he still pushed in and out.
“Finally,” he said, dropping a kiss between her shoulder blades. “I should have done this a year ago.”
“At least,” she agreed, rolling over on her back as he got up to dispose of the condom.
He cuddled her against him when he came back. “Have I mentioned I love your breasts?” He thumbed her nipple, while giving one a squeeze.
She leaned up to lick at his earlobe again. “You’re lucky I’m too sore from being on horseback. Otherwise I’d ride you into the sunset.”
He pulled her on top of him anyway. Joely rested her head on his chest and enjoyed his big hands soothing over her.
“How was your first day as a paniolo?” he asked.
“It sucks. I can’t handle it. I’m going to cry,” she said in a sleepy voice.
“Really?” he said, stroking her cheek with his finger.
Suppressing a shiver, she put her arms around him. “No, not really. But I’m no good out there.”
“You’ll get better.”
“I’d rather stay behind and cook and clean. It’s what I do.” She shrugged. “Tell me the guys wouldn’t want a maid to do their laundry and clean the barracks.”
Holt barked out a laugh. “Honey, those guys are pigs.”
“It’s nothing I’m not used to. And besides, I’m slowing them down.”
She knew she had him by the chagrined look that briefly passed over his face. She saw the rolled eyes and the sneers. The paniolos didn’t dare say anything outright to her because Holt had made it obvious that she was his guest. But the contempt didn’t sit well with her.
“Look, I know I could learn how to do this given the time and training, but we’re only going to be here two weeks. I want to be where I can help out the most, not make more work.”
“It’s not really much of a vacation for you if you’re busy picking up after ten guys.”
“I’m all right with it. I’ll finish long before you guys get back for lunch, and I can help Kala with the cooking. I can still get some R&R in.”
“If you’re sure?”
She nodded. “Definitely.”
“Then I think I can arrange it.”
“Just don’t work too hard during the day,” Joely said, dropping a kiss on his cheek. “I’ve got evening plans for you.”
Holt grinned. “Don’t worry about me.” He rolled her underneath him again.