CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

The door closed behindJacob, and he dropped the two bags he was carrying. Then, ignoring the king size bed and what it meant, strode across the floor to where Leilani was taking in the view of the backyard.

She turned and began to speak but his mouth clasped over her.

Thank fuck.

He'd been wanting to do that for nearly two damn hours.

With a little moan, she tipped her head back, and he deepened it. Their tongues twirled around one another in a delicious dance as their chemistry stirred to life.

"Kissing you is fast becoming my favorite thing." He groaned.

"Are we...what have you told your family? I'm not quite sure what I'm meant to do. Or be," Leilani said, casting her eyes behind him briefly to the bed.

So, they were both apprehensive about being intimate alone.

That was interesting.

Jacob reminded himself she wasn't Jenny, and this wasn't a date or real relationship. Leilani was here with him to act as a buffer and to enjoy some sexy fun time.

This was why he'd thought it over and over before asking her. Sharing a room, acting like a couple, it wasn't something he did.

But he wasn't going to be a fucking girl about it. He would man up and show her there was nothing to worry about.

Then he'd deal with any reactions he had.

"Princess, I fucked you every way possible last week. Don't tell me you want me to sleep on the floor."

She searched his face.

"No. It's fine. I knew we'd share a bed. I just need a frame of reference for what this is when your family asks. Not just fucking," Leilani said, and his cock hardened.

"Say that word again. I like hearing naughty words on your lips," he rasped, leaning in to lick her lips.

She tapped his chest, and he liked that, too.

Damn, he liked a lot about her.

"Jacob. Come on. Your family is going to ask questions. What do I tell them? You said dating earlier. Is that our official status? I know you only wanted me here as a support person, but we haven't discussed it in more detail."

He frowned, not liking the way Leilani worded it. It sounded like he was just using her, and that wasn't true. Not completely.

He could have declined his cousin's invite.

Or he could have come alone and warded off their questions. But he hadn't. Perhaps he'd even lied to himself about why she was here with him.

"I asked you here because I want you with me. Yes, I have some things going on, but Lani, you are here because I like your company. I like you."

The truth fell from his lips as he felt his chest clench. Shit, he hadn't meant to share all of that.

Even to himself.

This is why he preferred other people in the mix. It was far less...confronting.

"Well, that's nice. Thank you," Leilani said, the warmth on her cheeks doing something to his heart that was freaking him the hell out. "So, we just say we are dating? If asked."

Jacob drew in a raggedy breath, trying not to let his old friend fear show. "Sure, princess. It's probably better than friends with benefits."

Hurt flashed across her face and he wanted to kick himself.

He hadn't meant to upset her. But this didn't need to be so complicated.

"Princess. Please. Let them think what they want. We don't need to explain ourselves. You are my guest."

Leilani shook her head, her eyes drifting behind him. "It's fine. But you should apologize to Blake. Tell him it's not serious and that I won't quit because his brother broke my heart or something."

"I'm offended." Jacob clasped his hand to his chest.

"Idiot." She laughed.

But he wasn't completely joking. Was it so unthinkable for a woman to desire him for something more? Since Jenny, he'd never let another female close. Yet here he was with Leilani as she reassured him that she wouldn't fall in love.

Great.

Wasn't that what he wanted?

Fuck, this was confusing.

But Leilani was right, they needed to tell them something. She knew she was here to buffer him from his family—but not why—and they would be distracted wondering who she was.

It worked perfectly.

"Let's say we are now dating and let them come to their own conclusions." Jacob squeezed her hand, then released it to tug her against his body. Enough with the deep stuff. "Meanwhile, I get to explore your body some more."

He felt her shiver in his arms. Smiling, his fingers slid under her skirt and ran over the curve of her ass.

Not wanting this to come across as a romantic weekend, Jacob had put some thought into this during the week. He hoped she'd be a good sport and go along with it.

"It's been a long time since I had just one lover. At one time." He rasped.

"Really?" Her breath hitched as his fingers explored.

Jacob nodded. "Yes, and so I thought we could spice up our playtime with some toys. Do you like playing, princess?"

"Um, I think so."

Jacob grinned. "Then take off your panties and lie down on the bed with your skirt pulled up. Let's kick off this weekend as we mean it to continue."

He slapped her bottom, and Leilani jumped with a squeal and moved into action.

"What sort of spice?" she asked, as he went to his bag and pulled out the new toys.

"Are you in position?" Jacob ignored her question and ripped open the packaging. He heard the bed linen rustle, letting him know she'd climbed up.

When he turned, toy in hand, he let out a curse.

"Jesus, fuck, princess." Jacob growled, moving over to the end of the bed. Her dress was tucked up under her breasts, and legs spread-eagled, offering herself to him.

Jesus, she was already wet.

He reached out and slid a finger inside her.

"Oh, God," she cried, then slammed her hand over her mouth.

Jacob smirked, circling his digit around her entrance while Leilani stared at the ceiling, trying to stay silent.

"Feel nice, princess?"

"Yes, shit." She grumbled, then lifted her hand. "More. Please, Jacob."

God, he loved her begging.

"Sorry, that's not the plan," Jacob said, but first he was going to taste her.

Dropping a knee to the bed, he leaned in and swiped his tongue from her hole to her clit. Then again, as she clasped her hand over her mouth again.

Fucking hell, she tasted as good as she did last Friday night. Suddenly, he was glad he had her all to himself and the feeling was completely foreign.

Well, that's new.

He had felt trickles of it with Carter, but they'd been drowned out by the arousal of seeing his friend lick and fuck her.

After working her pussy for a little longer, Jacob presented her with the toy.

"These are going inside you," Jacob licked his lips, then wiped his mouth on the sleeve of his t-shirt. "They are going to make you wet and hot all night. Here's how this works. You will not orgasm. You are not to touch yourself. When I say we're going to bed, I want you to strip and kneel at the end of the bed here and wait for me."

"What?" Leilani gasped, staring at him with big, open eyes. Then her eyes dipped to the toy.

He smiled, loving how he'd surprised her.

"Keep your legs wide, good girl," Jacob said and pressed the first silver pearl inside her. The string had six of them spaced apart.

"Oh!" Leilani exclaimed, clamping around it.

"I need you to relax your pussy,"

"Jacob." She tried to sit up, but the sensation had her moaning and her core muscles clenched.

He grinned.

"There is no way I won't be able to come," she whispered loudly.

"I know, princess. But it's going to make me so fucking hard knowing my toy is inside you, begging for my cock."

He pressed the rest in, one at a time.

Pop, pop, pop.

Standing, he ran his hand over his erection and reached for her hand.

"Jesus," she moaned, lifting her eyes, glittering with need, to his.

"Tell me how it feels." Jacob demanded. "Does it make your pussy feel full?"

"Yes." Her hands found my abdomen, her eyes begging. "Please."

"Do you want my mouth on your clit?" he rasped.

She nodded, moaning.

"Like this?" Jacob reached and rubbed her hard nub. Trembling, she fell against him, and he took her chin. Then thrust his tongue inside her mouth.

"Do not come. If you do, the punishment will be worse."

––––––––

WAS JACOB INSANE? Wasshe insane? Surely, she was to let him put this god awf— okay fine, arousing toy inside her.

Every step she took, every angle she leaned, the silver pearls stimulated the walls of her pussy. Leilani had almost walked out of the room and headed to the closest bathroom to masturbate twice tonight.

Damn Jacob and his punishments.

How much worse could this get?

But every time she glanced up and found his eyes, the glower from them had stopped her. Mostly because the promise to pleasure her when they retired later tonight had her wanting all of it.

Every single moment.

He was so damn sexy and handsome it took her breath away. But even saying they were dating was a lie. They were lovers with only the weekend to enjoy.

After that, she would return to her world, and she knew he'd be back at Sailors.

So far, everyone had been really welcoming, and they were a lot of fun. Despite having a full staff, Olivia was flitting around, making sure everyone had drinks, and directing the two little girls who she'd been introduced to.

Sammy was Olivia's daughter, and Fletcher's stepchild. The two of them had Baxter together.

Sienna belonged to Addison, who was Hunter's not fiancé.

Bella had taken Leilani under her wing, while Jacob stood talking business with the men, and introduced her to some of the others as they arrived.

"Harper will be here soon with Daniel, along with Jackson and his wife Kristen. Both women are kiwis. Wait until you hear their accents. So cool." Bella said.

"I've met Daniel." Leilani smiled. "And seen photos of Harper. She's an author, right?"

"Yes, and so is Emma. Who is married to Logan." Bella answered, and when she noticed Leilani was cross-eyed, she laughed. "Don't worry, it will all make sense soon."

Blake joined them.

"It works like this. Daniel, Fletch, and Hunter are Jonathan's sons. Jacob and I are Samantha's sons. And Amelia, Aidan, and Logan are Andrew's kids."

"Plus, Jackson." Fletcher said, joining them. "He was a surprise half brother we recently discovered."

"Wow." Leilani said.

"So he married Harper's best friend, Kristen."

"Aww that's so romantic," she said and got a wink from Jacob.

Like he knew something no one else did.

He did.

The sex toy currently rubbing on a delicate spot which she was trying to ignore so she could hold a normal conversation.

Leilani drew in a deep breath and gulped down more of her drink.

"We grew up with Aidan, Logan, and Amelia," Jacob said, joining them and placing his hand softly on her back. Oh God, it nearly made her come. "The others lived in New York, but at the time, our parents were not on speaking terms. Boring family drama."

Well, that hadn't come up on google search.

Jacob continued to slowly run his hand over the arch of her hip.

Fuckkkk.

Leilani clenched her core and then her teeth.

A tall man, who was very obviously related due to his square jaw and bright eyes, stepped into the room. "Oh, and my sister is married to a senator if no one has warned you."

"Hey, Logan," Blake said, slapping him hello on the shoulder. "Where's Emma?"

"I'm here!" Emma said as she clambered around Logan's big frame with a grin. "We drove because I wanted to see the country and grumpy here ate his body weight in Cheerios."

She held up a handful of wrappers. Olivia laughed and took them, tossing them in the trash.

"I was bored. We have a private jet and access to a chopper. Why couldn't you just look at photos on the internet?"

"Ugh. Men. I am an author. We need experiences and content." Emma rolled her eyes.

"Well, then write about a guy crossing the country with his pregnant wife, who eats three tons of Cheerios. Then dies of obesity." Logan groaned.

"Sounds romantic." Addy laughed.

"It wasn't," both Logan and Emma replied, making everyone laugh.

More introductions took place and things started to piece together in her head. So, there were three branches of the family, basically. The three brothers who owned the Dufort Hotels lived in New York and the rest in Philadelphia.

Except for Amelia, who was engaged to a senator, and they lived in Washington DC.

Fletcher leaned his hip against the marble-topped kitchen counter. "Daniel, Harp, Kristen, and Jackson will arrive after dinner. So, let's get the barbeque started."

"Where's Aidan?" Jacob asked.

"He and Lily are flying in tomorrow morning. Same with Amelia and Jack." Olivia replied, then glanced at her. "You probably know Senator Jack Rutherford."

Oh! That senator.

Leilani's eyes widened. "Oh, I remember hearing about it in the news. He proposed to Amelia Dufort." Then she remembered where she was. Inside the Dufort family. "Amelia. Sorry. You all know her last name."

Bella and Addy giggled.

Olivia smiled. "Come and help me make some more cocktails. Finally, I'm no longer breastfeeding or pregnant and can drink."

"Mean." Bella pouted.

Leilani giggled and shot Jacob a look as he tightened his hold on her hip.

"I'll be watching you," he purred in her ear.

A shiver ran through her as she followed the girls to the kitchen.

If she made it through the night without breaking his rules, it would be a miracle.