Bravura (Portentous Destiny Series Book 3) Page 4

  “One second,” he says as he quickly slips off the bed and goes to the door. I reach over and pull my condom stash from my bedside table and look up to see him holding a condom as well. We both laugh.

  I crook my finger at him, and he walks over to me. His erection is so close to my face, I can’t help but lean forward and take him in my mouth again.

  “Fuck, Zoe,” he moans. I waste no time putting the condom on him as he crawls back over me. He surprises me by pulling a pillow from behind me and putting it under my hips, so I’m angled up toward him, and then he slowly enters me. His considerable size stretches me as he pushes and pulls in and out of me until his entire length is embedded into my core. He feels exquisite. I silently thank the vacation gods for sending me Cody and his perfect cock.

  “You feel so good, princess,” he murmurs against my lips as he begins thrusting harder against me. I wrap my legs around him and match his thrusts. He grasps my hands and pulls them above my head as he kisses me harder and pounds harder. My legs fall away from his waist, and I’m splayed out before him, taking every thrust. I push my hips up letting him slide a fraction deeper inside me, and then he’s hitting me so deep and it feels so good that I begin to shake. I come again, even harder than the first time, and I feel myself clenching him. He moans against my neck. I feel him enlarge, and I think he’s going to come, but he doesn’t. He slows down and sucks gently on my neck and my jaw. With the hand not holding my wrists, he finds my clit and starts to make slow circles against it. I can feel myself building again. My eyes roll back in my head. My mind goes blank, as he leans back and watches me come undone yet again.

  “Fuck, princess, you are so beautiful when you come,” he says as his thrusts become harder.

  “Yes, Cody, harder,” I cry out as I feel him slam into me again and again. He pulls out, and I shiver from the sudden loss of him. He flips me over and slams into me again. This angle gives me more mobility, and I meet him thrust for thrust, pushing back against him with all my might so that our bodies smack together, piercing the silence in the room. I come again when he reaches around and repeatedly flicks my clit in a rapid motion that has me crying out his name. I’m not sure how long we go at it, but eventually, I feel myself getting close again. All I can think about now is that his cock isn’t just perfect, it’s fucking magical.

  “Are you close, Zoe?” Cody asks as he continues his unrelenting thrusting.

  “Yes, so close,” I whimper. I feel him leave me again, and he flips me back over. He’s staring at me as he grasps my ankles and slowly enters me while prying my legs wide apart.

  “I want to watch you come undone again,” he says once he’s fully buried inside me. His words and his deep thrusts bring me over the edge again, and I cry out his name as I feel him find his own release, my name leaving his lips as a whisper.

  He collapses on me. We are a tangle of sweaty limbs, and I gaze into his eyes. He plants a tender kiss on my lips.

  “That was…” I trail off, losing my words. I’ve been known to have multiple orgasms, but that was off the hook.

  “Amazing,” he finishes my thought before rolling off me and pulling me with him, so my head is on his chest.

  I listen to his heart slow down, and then I hear a knock at the door. I toss on an oversized t-shirt that I normally sleep in and pull the door open. Lance and Lily are standing there. I know Lily’s pissed because I could hear her yelling my full name through the door. I toss her overnight stuff at her, and she leaves with Lance. I close the door and lean against it, facing Cody, who’s still deliciously naked under my sheets. I’ll have to deal with her wrath tomorrow, but right now, I am so sex-crazed, I can’t even think straight.

  “Come back over here,” he says, patting the sheets next to him.

  I walk over and sit down next to him. He caresses my face, and I suddenly feel like this is getting too intimate. Hot sex, OK; intimacy, not OK.

  “Let’s get a shower,” I suggest and stand up while pulling the shirt over my head. I don’t miss a beat as I head toward the bathroom. I turn on the water and step inside the shower. The water’s still cold; however, it feels so good against my hot skin. I grab my shampoo and start massaging it through my hair. I feel Cody’s hands on mine.

  “Let me,” he says.

  “It’s OK,” I respond, trying to sound nonchalant.

  “Zoe,” he says in a stern voice that seems out of character for him. For whatever reason, I drop my hands and comply. “That’s better,” he adds as he slowly massages my scalp. I close my eyes and indulge in the pampering. His hands are strong, slightly calloused, and his fingers seem large yet adept against my skin. He rinses the shampoo and puts conditioner in my hair. When he starts massaging my body with soap, I’m practically orgasming from just his touch. By the time his fingers slide between my slick folds, I’m so close to coming I grip his upper arms.

  “Jesus, Zoe, you’re so wet,” he murmurs against my lips. Like the good Boy Scout, I’m sure he once was, he pulls a condom out from, to be honest, I haven’t any idea, but he slides it on and pushes me up against the wall before I have time to contemplate this. He slides into me as I wrap my legs around his waist.

  The tiles in the shower are cold and hard against my back, and I’m fairly certain I’m going to be covered in bruises tomorrow from my ass repeatedly hitting them, but in this moment, I don’t give a fuck. Cody pounds into me over and over, and I begin to clench around him as I feel myself come. This time he comes with me, and we both cry out together. He leans us against the wall for a moment as we come down from our high, our foreheads pressed together, our breaths mingling.

  We don’t speak as we finish washing ourselves and crawl into my bed. Cody pulls me against him. I’m not normally a cuddler, but for some reason I allow it. He presses a kiss to my forehead.

  “Goodnight, princess,” he says quietly as he reaches over and turns off the bedside lamp.

  “Goodnight, Cody,” I whisper into the darkness. I fall asleep before I have time to contemplate what has just happened.

  Chapter 5

  Zoe’s Playlist: “Million Reasons” by Lady Gaga

  I awake to seabirds. The first rays of light are just peeking over the horizon and streaming through the slats on the windows, making a collage of lines against the far wall of the room. My head is nestled under Cody’s chin and my body is half over his. I take a moment to indulge in looking at him. He truly is rugged sex appeal on a stick. He has two-day-old stubble on his chin. Even relaxed in sleep, his muscles still carve out lines along his body. I smile down at him as I prop my head on my hand. I’ve had some hot one-night stands, but this, this was at the top of my chart. We had such chemistry. It’s not always like that and this scares me slightly. I push away any emotions I’m feeling. I need to tuck those away in a box and place them upon the highest shelf in my closet of feelings. This connection I’m feeling, well, it needs to go away. But as I look at my fine specimen of a man, I can’t help feeling the need to indulge for a bit longer. I mean by the end of today, we’ll part ways, so what’s the harm?

  Cody stirs beneath me and as he stirs something else stirs. I grasp him in my hand, and he moans into my hair.

  “Good morning to you too, princess,” he says. “Does her royal highness need something?”

  “And what is Prince Charming willing to offer?” I ask as I reach over to grab a condom.

  All of a sudden, Cody grasps my hand and looks into my eyes. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

  I smile at him. “And what if I want to?”

  “Well, then, that’s different,” he says and rolls me under him as he finishes pushing the condom down his length. His fingers find my entrance, and he teases me with them before deciding that I am good to go. He slides into me an inch at a time and pulls completely out and thrusts back inside me. He does this over and over until I’m begging him to go deeper and stay inside of me. And he does. He finds that spot inside of me and then hammers away at i
t until I’m crying out his name so loudly, I’m sure every other guest must hear me. I’ve come so hard that I don’t even notice that he has found his own release until I feel him roll off me.

  “That was good,” I murmur with a giggle as I toss on my shirt. “We should get ready.”

  Cody props himself up on one arm and watches me as I pack up Lily’s stuff and then my own. It’s the least I can do since I kicked her out of our room last night. Shit, I’m hoping she’s not too pissed off at me. I smile as I also hope she got some much-needed action.

  “Do you need to pack?” I ask him. He nods.

  “I do, but I’m enjoying watching you pack.” He smirks at me. I realize that every time I’ve bent over he can see my ass and I laugh.

  “Glad you’re enjoying the show,” I say.

  “I could watch you all day, princess,” he says, and he gets up and heads toward the bathroom. I hear the shower turn on. I keep packing. I’m so focused on my task that I barely register when he comes out in a towel. But then my eyes glaze over as I survey his body. Damn, why does he have to look so amazing?

  “Your turn,” he says as he grabs his clothes.

  I nod and head into the bathroom. I hear a knock at the door, and Cody talks to someone. I only half pay attention. “Who was it?” I call out from the bathroom.

  “Lance and Lily, they’ll meet us down at breakfast.”

  “OK.” I throw on my travel clothes and toss Lily’s stuff on the bed, so she can finish packing after breakfast. At least I got her a head start on it, I think to myself as I wallow in a bit of guilt over ditching my cousin on our last night of vacation.

  I see Lily give me a look as I enter the restaurant. I know I’m treading on a fine line with her. I give her a sheepish grin, and she rolls her eyes. I smile. I am forgiven. As I grab coffee and a croissant, I see Cody and Lance exchange a look. I ignore it and make my way to the table next to Lance and Lily. We eat a hurried breakfast and then grab our bags and head toward the boat. The group goes to the Charles Darwin Research Center on our way to the airport. Cody uses every opportunity to kiss me. While I know our inevitable separation is coming, I comply and let myself get lost in him, savoring these last few moments of vacation bliss. I don’t really want it to end, but I push aside that feeling and keep it all physical.

  I beg Lily to switch seats with me on the plane. Cody had mentioned something about the mile-high club to me, and I can’t pass up the opportunity to knock that off my bucket list. Physical, keep it physical. I replay this mantra over and over in my head. Sex on an airplane will keep it fun and physical. The mile-high club has been on my list for a while, and Cody is the perfect man to complete that goal with me. We are conveniently seated near the back and once everyone is settled after we take off, I lean over to Cody and whisper in his ear.

  “In two minutes, meet me in the bathroom.” And just like that, I unbuckle my belt and go into the bathroom. I see that the stewardesses are busy fixing drinks and snacks, and I sneak in without anyone noticing. I leave the door unlocked and look around. Well, this should be interesting. At least no one has used the bathroom yet. A moment later the door opens, and Cody comes inside. We are literally chest to chest as there is no room to move.

  “Well, this should be interesting,” he restates my thoughts while looking around. I giggle softly. I’m wearing a black skirt and tank top. I look to the ledge of the sink and decide that I need to sit on it and wrap my legs around him. He pulls down his pants and puts on a condom. He pushes my panties to the side and feels my wetness.

  “I love how responsive you are,” he murmurs into my hair. And then he grabs my ass and pushes into me. I whimper as my body acclimates to his size. After giving me a moment, he begins to move. I groan, and he covers my lips with his, suppressing the small noises that I make. His tongue intertwines with mine as his cock sledgehammers my body with such force that I see stars. I know I’m tight in this position, and it doesn’t take either of us long to come. We both stay still as we catch our breaths and come back down to reality. He keeps his forehead pressed against mine and his gaze is so intense, I almost look away.

  “Welcome to the mile-high club, princess,” he finally says as he looks around. “I wish we had saved it for a private jet, but…”

  I smile at him. “This makes for a better story.”

  “I love your sense of adventure,” he says as he presses his lips against mine once more before disposing of the condom. He takes a tissue and cleans himself and then me. “See you in a minute.” And he leaves me. I take a deep breath and look at myself in the mirror. I feel out of control. My mind is awash with emotions and feelings that I just want to suppress, but I’m having trouble doing it. Vacation fling, vacation fling. I repeat this new mantra to myself as I look in the mirror. I force myself back to my seat and lean against Cody, feigning sleep. The next thing I know, I feel the bump of the airplane landing. Our airport arrival is chaotic as we grab bags and check for connecting flights. Eventually, we get to the point of no return. I get one more earthshattering kiss from Cody at the international departures gate. Lily is practically pulling us apart as Miss Control Freak wants to make sure we get to our next flights.

  Cody leans over to my ear before we break our contact. “I had fun, princess.”

  “Goodbye, Cody,” I say to him, allowing myself one more second to look into those aquamarine eyes.

  “Goodbye, Zoe,” he says back at me and then I am pulled away from him. I turn once more as we walk away, and he’s looking at me. He gives me a sad smile and wave, and then he’s gone in the crowd. I’m sad, but try to remain stoic, after all this was just a fun vacation fling. Fortunately, I don’t have time to contemplate it much as Lily drags me toward our flights, which are in the opposite direction.

  I have a few seconds to give Lily a hug goodbye and wish her luck on the next leg of her journey. Of course, I also tell her to be safe, to which I get an eye roll. Then, I find my gate and board my flight. It’s a long flight home, and I spend it trying to forget Cody.

  Chapter 6

  Zoe’s Playlist: “Secrets” by OneRepublic

  The next few days fly by as I am immersed back in work. I pick up a few double shifts and spend time with Olivia. She is stable and is expected to go home soon. Amanda, Ethan, and I spend hours reading her Harry Potter books. The day before she is discharged, I walk into her room and she is watching Frozen.

  “Miss Zoe, come watch with me,” she says and pats her bed.

  I close my eyes for a moment and will myself to sit down, not wanting to disappoint this little girl. I try to suppress all thoughts of Cody as I have every day for the past four days, six hours and, oh, twenty-three minutes. This is so not good, I think to myself. My thoughts are interrupted by Olivia.

  “Miss Zoe, do you think princesses really end up with their princes like in the movies?” Olivia asks as she hugs her Olaf stuffed animal.

  “I hope so, Oliva,” I answer and pat her leg. “I hope so.”

  “Do you have a boyfriend, Miss Zoe?”

  My eyes widen at her question. It’s like she’s a little mind reader or something. But Cody is definitely not my boyfriend. I mean, shit, I haven’t heard from him, and I’ll probably never see him again. I look back at Olivia. “Nope,” I answer honestly giving her a smile.

  “Why not?”

  I shrug.

  “Mommy always says you just know when you meet your prince,” she says nonchalantly as she fidgets with Olaf’s arms.

  “I guess so,” I reply while internally thinking “what about when you meet Prince Charming?”

  Olivia giggles and I look over at her. “What’s so funny, silly girl?”

  “Daddy says that princesses need to remember to let the prince know that they like him, like really like him because princes can sometimes be clueless.” Olivia giggles some more. She leans over and whispers in my ear, “I think it’s ’cause they are boys and girls are just smarter than boys.”

  I laug
h out loud at her innocence and her precociousness. “Is that so?”

  Olivia nods.

  “Well, I agree that boys can be clueless, but they can also be pretty smart.”

  Olivia leans her head to one side and looks at me. She smiles in a way that only a child with an old soul does. “You met a prince on your vacation, didn’t you?”

  I raise my eyebrow. Shit, this child is psychic! “Why do you say that, Olivia?” I ask, trying to keep my voice even.

  “Because I see you looking all dreamy, just like in the movies. Was he handsome?”

  I smile at her. Damn it, this child sees right through me. I sigh and decide to answer her, what’s it to her anyhow, she’s just a child. “Yes.”

  “Was he smart?”

  “Yes.”

  “Was he kind?”

  “Yes.”

  “So why aren’t you with him?”

  “It’s complicated adult stuff, Olivia,” I say, and I get up and check her vitals before walking toward the door. This conversation is starting to scare me, and I need to squash it immediately.

  “Miss Zoe?”

  “Yes, Olivia?” I answer, but inside I just want to run.

  “Why do adults make everything complicated? Not everything is complicated you know.”

  “Oh, Olivia, I don’t know, sweetie. You’ll understand someday when you grow up,” I answer as I turn to leave.

  “Miss Zoe?”

  I laugh again at Olivia’s nonstop questioning. “Yes?”

  “You should tell him.”

  “Tell who, what?”

  “Tell your prince that you like him.”

  “I’ll think about it, Olivia.”

  “You shouldn’t wait. You never know what could happen,” Olivia says. She shouldn’t understand that yet, but it’s a lesson she’s learned the hard way, having spent so much of her life in the PICU.

  “Thanks for the advice, Olivia.”

  “You’re welcome, Miss Zoe.”