Chapter Fourteen
The immense size of Jonas’ beach house sat behind a tall wrought iron gate. When he pulled up, an electronic voice rang out.
“Good evening, do you have an appointment?”
Jonas spoke into the receiver, “Jonas Alexander Rose.”
“Good evening Mr. Rose, I hope you enjoyed your day, welcome home.” The gate opened inward allowing them to pull through. He pulled around a circled driveway and parked in front of the door. Jonas stepped out of the Ferrari California and strolled around to the passenger side opening the door for Samiyah. He held out a hand helping her out of the luxury vehicle.
Taking a look at the huge home Samiyah gave him a side eye. “Are you sure you’re not hiding a family inside this castle?”
He grinned, “Not yet.” His gaze lingered on her for what seemed like forever.
“So, Chicago’s most eligible bachelor does want to settle down one day?”
Jonas reached for Samiyah, drawing her into him. “Are you asking me to settle down?” His voice was low and profound.
Laughter like an angelic enchantress bellowed from her. The sound captivated Jonas’ senses causing his body to react with unrestrained hunger. It was the most titillating melody he’d ever heard. No woman’s laugh had ever made him so aroused to the point of fascination. Jonas brought his mouth down feasting on Samiyah’s moist lips. Abruptly, her amusement turned into pleasure, she craved him just as much as he did her and their appetites for each other took over. Their tongues danced caressing the concave of their mouths with a heated and fiery passion that ignited an insatiable desire.
Jonas swept her up into his arms and carried her over the threshold. Samiyah’s hands lay gently on his face, and they continued to kiss with Jonas never breaking his stride. Once they were in front of the fireplace, he laid her down on the large bear rug that lay neatly in front of it. With the flick of a button, the flames rose covering already chopped wood that sat ready to be burned. With only the glow of fire creating shadows that bounced off the walls and furnishings, Jonas removed his clothes. Samiyah watched him intently, and he watched her just as well. She quivered and removed her dress revealing her naked smooth skin underneath. The bikini she wore earlier was never put back on as they rushed to get to the beach house.
Samiyah laid back, slowly spreading her legs allowing Jonas to see everything she was offering. His movements stilled as he watched what he knew would be his dinner on a dish he could never refuse. Her beautiful body put all platters to shame. He removed a condom and tore the paper.
“Let me,” she said her voice now sultry and intoxicating.
They switched positions, Jonas now laying on his back.
“Let’s play a game,” she said.
He raised an inquisitive brow.
“Don’t be scared,” she teased.
A smirk sat in the corners of his mouth. “What type of game would you like to play, Samiyah?” His voice sent shivers down her bones melting her entirely.
“Put your hands behind your head.”
He followed her orders, and she took the condom out but didn’t put it on right away. Her hand massaged his length, and he eyed her with a watchful gaze each stroke making him longer and harder than before.
“Don’t move,” she ordered.
She dipped her head and tasted the beginning of his arousal. A sharp suction left his lips, and he lifted slightly.
“Don’t move,” she said again, reminding him to stay in formation.
Her tongue teased him with delightful pleasure before taking him in as deep as her throat would open. The taste of his member elevated her greed, and she took in the fullness of him moving in a rhythm that took his breath away. The warmth of her mouth and wetness of her tongue exercised his organ like she was playing an instrument without a second of hesitation.
“Samiyah…” his voice rumbled.
She responded by moving faster; he sat up curtly removing her from the meal she was having. She squealed as the strength in his fingers dug deep into the curves of her waist. He pulled Samiyah on top of him and quickly entered her. A sharp gasp left her mouth at the profound invasion. Her lips trembled slightly as his pelvis met her opening. Still, in an upright position, he slid his hand into her thick tresses and overpoweringly kissed her lips. With her legs folded at his side he moved her back and forth with a forceful thrust that sent moans and songs of praise through each of their mouths.
“Jonas,” she said in breathless anticipation.
“Yes, love.”
She moaned, their love making temporarily making her lose all thought of her words. He kissed down her neck, pulled back on her hair, indulging on the arch in her neck.
“We…” she paused trying to catch her breath. The more she tried to talk, the deeper he went taking her voice away every time.
“We…what sweetheart,” he bit down tenderly on her earlobe. Uncontrollable shivers raced up and down her entire being. Samiyah couldn’t formulate an articulate sentence if she wanted to. She was just too far gone to care. Samiyah screamed out, and he went faster lifting her and dropping her to the base of him. He leaned back pulling her with him, her hair hanging to one side.
Samiyah placed her hands on his chest propping herself up, winding her hips in a circular rotation. Suddenly, he flipped her over switching positions with ease. He was in control before, but now he would bear no mercy on her. Jonas dug deep into her womanly core grinding with the force of a drill, his tongue traced her breasts; licking and sucking on her areolas. The sounds of their lovemaking infiltrated the room, and they panted continuing to praise each other. A vibration in her leg gave him a signal that she was close to her end.
“Jonas…” she moaned out.
“I’m with you love.” He nibbled on her chin with his hands caressing every part of her.
When her orgasm hit, it was stronger than the night before if that was even possible. Samiyah called out to God and Jonas in intervals of heavy laden breaths. Along with her, Jonas’ rush of release coated her insides, without hesitation, he rolled them to the side still connected to her, and they held each other for so long that they fell into a deep slumber.
When Samiyah woke up the next day, she found herself wrapped in a pair of strong arms. Turning to face him was bringing back a strong feeling of sexual awareness. His body did that to her. She could get used it but she wouldn’t. His eyes were still closed, and his face lay within inches of hers with his masculine features softened by his sleep. Although they slept with no blanket, Samiyah found herself warm and cozy. Samiyah continued watching him, thoughts of what could be dancing around in her head.
Even though she knew there wasn’t a chance of that happening, she enjoyed wondering anyway. Feeling a spark of confidence, Samiyah turned her lips towards his and placed a soft kiss on his mouth. She kept her eyes on him and before losing her nerve she kissed him again slow and intricate. Samiyah stuck her tongue out and traced the outline of them. Her eyes lowered to his mouth, and she moaned softly, her eyes fluttered back to his to meet a blazing dark gaze. There was a thrill of longing that coursed through her. His lips moved against hers, his arms cuddling her tighter to him. With them still naked, they dived into a morning round of pleasurable sex.
They spent the day together indulging, unable to get enough of each other. For Jonas, he had the strongest ache when it came to her and being there made him put further claims down as they showered, made love, showered again, laughed, talked, ate and made love again. He gave her a tour of the nine bedrooms, five and a half bathroom home. It was a beautiful modern eclectic design that stretched from the soft gray living room walls, blue chairs with burgundy accent pillows, and hardwood floors, to the tan bedroom walls, California King frame, and huge French doors that opened to a balcony with the beach in the backdrop.
For the longest, Samiyah would linger on it looking out at the blue waves. It was such a beautiful sight to behold. They spent breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a little desert there as well. When the sun set, the golden orange glow stretched across the sky giving them a perfect view of a sight that belonged only in fairy tales. Once day turned into night; Jonas and Samiyah watched a romantic comedy that kept them laughing and enjoying the closeness of the other.
For Samiyah she was sinking slowly, and it was beginning to disturb her. Her mind said what Samiyah was feeling was impossible and absurd. Her rational thinking fought a war against another important part of her that had Samiyah believing she was actually feeling a love like she’d never felt before. They fell asleep and when Samiyah awakened, Jonas wasn’t in bed. Her movements were slow when she rolled to the side lifting her head slightly. His voice trailed from another room.
“It’s no problem at all I should’ve checked in, my mind has been elsewhere.” There was a pause. “Because you know me so well.” There was deep laughter. “If you need anything else, let me know.”
Silence. A second passed before he was walking back into the room bare-chested with his phone in hand.
“Is everything okay?” Samiyah inquired her voice quiet and dreamy.
He climbed back into bed and pulled her to him, “everything is fine.” He kissed her nose. “There’s somewhere I want to take you tomorrow with it being our last day here.”
She felt a bit apprehensive about that, but she would enjoy every moment with him that she had left.