Chapter Thirteen
The day went on with Jonas and Samiyah making two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Every time they won more, Jonas would put it all on the table and Samiyah would take half of it away.
“If you keep this up I’m going to have to appoint myself as your financial advisor,” she would say.
He’d laugh at her. “Money is no object, my love.”
“Un huh, we’ll see if you’re singing that same tune when you’re sixty-five going into retirement.”
“By then I’ll have enough to take care of a village for the rest of our lives.” He was giving her that piercing stare again making her stomach flip flop.
What was this OUR business he mentioned, she wondered but tried not to look too deep into it.
Finally, they cashed in their chips. At the window, the lady asked him how he’d like his winnings. He asked her for a pen and a piece of paper. She handed him a notepad with the casino’s logo on the front and an ink pen with the same logo. He wrote something down and slid it back to her.
“As you wish,” she smiled delightedly.
He turned to Samiyah, “I want you to see something. The night is still young, would you mind spending a little more time with me?”
“Not at all,” she responded affably.
Jonas led her out of the resort to valet. The young man approached him, “On second thought.” Jonas said getting her undivided attention, “You might want to grab a change of clothes.”
Samiyah lit up with curiosity. “Why would I need a change of clothes?”
He smiled a devilish grin, “because where we’re going, you’re going to get wet.”
Uncontrollable heat ran throughout her, festering around her center. She gave him an untamed look. “Well I’m wearing my bikini underneath this dress, so in that case, I could just remove my clothes and leave them in my beach bag.”
His gaze was now piercing her soul; he ran a slow examination from her head to her toes; the thin material doing nothing to hide her womanly curves. Slowly, his tongue traced his bottom lip, and he bit down tightening his jaw. Valet stood there watching the exchange, and a small grin appeared on the man’s face. Jonas gave the valet a ticket, and he happily ran off.
Three minutes later a Ferrari California pulled to the curb. It’s black shiny exterior gleamed in the nightlight. As she sauntered up, Samiyah couldn’t help but have an appreciation for the sports car. The top was down showing the Ferrari’s red leather interior which gave it an air of spunk. Jonas opened the door for her, and she slid in. Samiyah gave an approving glance over the car and wondered if it was his vehicle.
They pulled off and cruised onto the nearby highway.
“Is this your car?” She had to know.
A mischievous grin covered his face. “It is.”
“Do you have a different car everywhere you go?”
“As I said, I’ve been coming here for years; this is like a second home to me. So, of course, I have more than one vehicle and a house on the beach.”
Her eyes rose in surprise.
“Would you like to see it?”
That grin was still on his face.
“Sure,” she replied coyly.
Jonas tried to keep his eyes on the road, but it was getting harder by the second. Being with Samiyah felt so right to him, and Jonas wanted to keep her around him as long as she would permit.
“Why are you staying at the resort?” she asked.
He leaned her way resting his elbow on the middle console. “I wanted to be where you are.”
She gave him a sultry look her eyelids faltering. Since she’d been with him, Jonas said things that kept her wondering. Samiyah didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but he was making it hard for her. It could’ve been as innocent as, I wanted to make sure you got here safely or I wanted to welcome you to San Juan.
But that’s not what he said.
Samiyah had to remind herself that she shouldn’t overthink it constantly. She shouldn’t even care. Samiyah hadn’t been divorced for a month. To have such thoughts was ridiculous. She looked down at his hand on the gear shift, smoothly shifting with ease. His other hand lay languorously on the steering wheel.
“Did you bring a change of clothes?” she questioned him.
“I don’t mind getting a little wet,” he said with a wink.
Samiyah crossed her legs and shifted in her seat. Jonas watched her movement. “Are you okay?” his baritone voice slid over her body like a second skin coating her with a warm heat.
“Yes.”
His lips spread into a thin smile and he shifted gears. They pulled up to Las Cabezas, a fishing village found on the northeastern tip of Puerto Rico. Parking and exiting the Ferrari, they made their way to the beach. When they approached, an Eco adventure guide moved toward them.
“Hey Jonas, it’s been a little while.”
Jonas smiled holding his hand out for a shake.
“It has, hasn’t it?”
“I’d say about four years.”
“Has it been that long?” Jonas inquired.
“I’d say so.”
“I don’t always have a reason to stop by.”
The man looked to Samiyah then back to Jonas, a broad smile sitting high on his face. “I see you do now.”
“This is Samiyah Manhattan, Samiyah this is George. He’s been the guide here for over ten years now.”
“Hello,” Samiyah said shaking George’s hand.
“Step over here, Miss. Manhattan.”
“Please call me Samiyah.”
“Alright, Samiyah it is,” George said.
“What are we doing exactly?”
“We’re putting on gear to go kayaking.”
“In the dark?” she questioned.
“You’re not scared, are you?”
“That would have to be a yes.”
Jonas chuckled. Samiyah held an incredulous scowl on her face. He reached for her chin his hand caressing her pout.
“Do you trust me?”
“What does this have to do with trust?”
“It has everything to do with it.”
The Eco Guide handed him a life jacket, rope, a whistle, and a night safety light. He pulled Samiyah to him putting on the life vest snapping the buckles snuggly. After securing his jacket they made their way to a kayak, and Jonas helped her in.
“Don’t worry; you’re in good hands,” Jonas assured her.
The lights on the kayak illuminated. Slowly Jonas started to row. They headed towards a hidden opening in the mangroves at the northern end of the beach. Once there, he rowed for a mile taking them to Laguna Grande. Samiyah gasped at the breathtaking scenery. The lagoon spread into a wide span of flowing water enclosed around a mangrove woodland. Mountains sat in the distance along with a waterfall.
“Wow,” she said.
The kayak floated smoothly through the dark waters. “The lighthouse on the left was built in the 19th century, but that’s not what I wanted you to see.”
He reached forward and shut off the lights on the boat, putting his paddles gently back in the water. Suddenly, the kayak around them lit up with an iridescent glow.
Samiyah gasped again clutching her chest. The sight was more beautiful than anything she’d ever seen.
Jonas moved closer to her. “Those are bioluminescent plankton.” He moved the row, and they continued to glow like a twinkling sky. He put an arm around her cuddling her close to him. Those were not the safety rules for the kayak, but he couldn’t help himself. Samiyah leaned into him, allowing herself to be comforted in his embrace. They moved softly and quietly through the water the plankton lighting a trail as they passed.
“Did you come here often as a kid,” she asked.
“Every chance we got, which was whenever we traveled here.”
“This is amazing, thank you for showing me this.”
“You’re more than welcome, I figured you’d like it.”
“You figured, huh?”
He chuckled, “I’m glad I was right.”
She gave him a warm smile. “That you definitely are.” And he was too right. Being with Jonas was becoming something she thoroughly enjoyed.
“Promise me something,” she said.
“Anything.”
“We’ll always be friends.”
She leaned her head back to look up at him. His eyes were intense and steady. His arms tightened around her waist. They both felt more than friendly for each other, but neither one was willing to admit it. Jonas kissed her on her forehead down to the tip of her nose then moved to her lips. She closed her eyes letting the heat from his mouth coat her in a delicious wave of euphoria.
Their kiss seared, Samiyah biting down on Jonas’ lips, pulling and licking not missing a beat. Soon audible moans could be heard coming from both of them as Jonas turned her towards him. The kayak bobbed and rocked slightly with water creeping over the edges soaking them from the waist down. They paid it no mind as their kiss turned into a fiery passion. Samiyah made an attempt to unbuckle her lifejacket tugging at it to no avail. Jonas pulled back from her.
“Are you sure you want to come out of this?” his voice was rugged and profound.
“I trust you,” she spoke with bated breath. Her words sent a thrill of desire running through him. He unsnapped the jacket as if it was second nature. When it fell to the side, she removed the sundress revealing a two-piece bikini set that put her curvaceous body on full display. He gritted his teeth and removed his lifejacket and his t-shirt. Samiyah nibbled down on her lips and reached for his pants unzipping them slowly filling her hand with his girth. There was no way she could get used to his distended size. Samiyah pulled it out of his pants and moved her hand up and down his length.
“Take off your clothes.” He commanded. She did what she was told slipping out of the bikini top and bottom. He removed a condom from his pocket and wrapped himself. He grabbed her hips lifting her like she weighed nothing. She folded her legs back as he sat her on top of him. Her arms curved around his neck.
When they connected, her mouth fell open, and desire rippled through her core. Samiyah’s movements were slow but urging. Her head fell back as she lifted her hips up and down.
Every time the kayak moved, the waters around them lit up from the bioluminescent plankton surrounding it. Jonas encased Samiyah, his arms laying firmly around her with a fierceness that glued them together. Samiyah moaned and chanted for him to never let her go. His heart throbbed as they made love under the glow of moonlight surrounded by starry waters. He kissed her neck and sucked her breasts then made his way back to her lips. They rode into an orgasm so deep the kayak almost flipped from their shudders. They breathed heavy against each other’s skin their eyes plastered to their faces.
“I’m not done with you yet,” Jonas growled.
“I don’t want you to be.” She said.
They kissed again then slowly covered themselves as Jonas rowed back to the dock.