A Jewel in the Sun by Laura Lee McIntosh Read Free Book Online Page A

The Bahamas, setting the precedence for the day. Gastron had traveled into Nassau two days earlier to complete some transactions. As Bahamas Air landed and the plane taxied to a stop, she spotted him easily. Women were vying for his attention, but his eyes w ere only for her. He was clad in a black fitted denim jacket with a black jeans pants and soft suede strollers. His tan was shown to advantage and the dark dolor intensified his slim, muscular built. She walked to him, a tall, slim and regal in tan linen slack, powder blue fitted top with leather strapped stilettos. Heads turned. He felt proud that he had his claims in first. His woman. He enfolded her in his arms and kissed her slowly and thoroughly.
     
    He took her carry-on bag and kept her to his side. They strolled down to the foreign departure lounge. The flight would leave in a half of an hour and land in Miami, Florida. The following day they would fly directly into France, a journey that would take nine to ten hours.
     
    H e leaned down and kissed her. “ What was that for?” she smiled, licking her lips mischievously. He smiled in response and tightened his arms around her. His woman wa s so beautiful and golden.
     
    They were soon embarking in Miami. They took a taxi to the nearest Hampton and decided to spend a few hours there . He needed to have her. As soon as they reached the elevator, he latched his mouth to her neck, bit her on her ear gently, caressed her nipples through the sheer top. Her moans showed that she was just as aroused as he was. It was difficult being around her and not being in her. He needed his woman. In short order they were in the bed writhing over each other. The sexual energy in the room was enough to make a bomb sizeable enough that if detonated, could destroy a small village. They slept, ate and dressed and later left for the airport.
     
    Soon they boarded for Air France. They both had first classed tickets. This meant ample space, wine, theatre and privacy. They both knew that forces would come, but they were unwilling that they should come just yet. Awareness of the time caused them to appreciate the remaining moments more. They had been in the air for three hours when t he y were served. They
    fed each other, played footsies, hand games, kissed and gave love nips. He asked for one of the light blankets, pulled her to him and covered her. He closed his eyes as his hands loosed her zipper and pushed beyond her strings into her damp folds. He played with her nub, allowing for her meowls . He plunged two fingers into her and covered her lips with his mouth. He was still kissing her when seconds later, she climaxed.
     
    He rubbed her stomach as she calmed. He was hot, hard and ready, but he motioned for her to head for the bathroom. He followed discreetly.  In the confined space, he pulled her pants partially down, lifted her, parted her stringed wear and slid sweetly home. He lift ed her and pulled her down knowing that he was near, he pushed his hips up abruptly, cover her mouth again and they drowned each other’s love sound.
     
    Afterwards, h e helped her put some semblance of order to herself and she helped him. They kissed open mouthed for one last time, “ma chere ” he murmured. He didn’t see the response in her eyes or he would have threaded more carefully.
     
    They exited the rest room and we nt back to their seats. Her arm rested on his stomach as her head rested on his sh oulders. Little did she realize that he was watching her. He had seen the blond French lady making bold passes at him. His woman’s response was to rest her hand and head on him to show that he belonged to her. He smiled and kissed her hair , loving it.
    He was unprepared for the way she put an arm around his neck and kissed him thoroughly. He was no use to other wome n. He was permanently undone . The blonde woman turned away with a pout. She was his match, his woman. He was her man. This was his last thou ght