Page 15 of Her Greek Protector
Sydney, Australia…
“We got clearance to land in Honiara but not until late tomorrow. The pilot tried everything to get the flight approved for today, but he wasn’t successful,” Leo told Gemma as he led her across the street to the hotel where he’d secured a suite of rooms for them.
Gemma nodded tiredly. “I can’t imagine living in this part of the world. I overheard someone talking about the relief effort. Most of the islands don’t even have access to phones and the devastation from the earthquake and tsunami damaged the few roads that were passable.”
Leo smiled tenderly down into her eyes. “I’ll draw you a hot bath when we get upstairs and we’ll order room service. How does that sound?”
Gemma leaned into his embrace. “Wonderful. I need to fire up the computer and see if I can get ahold of Aimee as well. The last time I contacted her Damien was taking a nap.”
“We’ll do that, but after you take a bath.”
Gemma allowed him to guide her into the elevator. It shuttled them straight to the penthouse suite, complete with an outside waterfall pool and private patio. “Wow! It looks like the pool is sitting on the edge of the building.”
“Want to go for a swim first?” Leo suggested, eyeing his new bride and wondering just how tired she actually was. They’d been married for less than a week, but short of the two blissful days they’d spent on his family’s island, they hadn’t really enjoyed much of a honeymoon.Might as well take advantage of the rest of today and tonight to make up for lost time.
He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck just beneath her ear, smiling when she moaned and tipped her head to give him better access. “I’m going to order up a light snack while you get into the pool.”
Gemma nodded and tried to turn, but he stopped her. “Where are you going?”
“To find our luggage and my swimsuit.”
Leo’s eyes twinkled as he shook his head. “There’s no one up here but us and I have a desire to swim with you without any barriers between our bodies.”
Gemma’s eyes opened wide, mock horror written across her face. “What? You want to swim…naked?”
Leo grinned at her. “That is exactly what I want. Any objections?”
Gemma looked at him for a minute and then pushed away from his hold. “None, except you should hurry. That water looks very inviting and I’m suddenly not feeling all that tired.”
She started stripping out of her clothing as she walked backwards through the open patio doors, giving him a come-hither look. When he just stood there watching, she smiled at him and tossed her shirt at his face. He caught it with a laugh, abandoning the thought of doing anything that would prevent him from being with his new bride. He stalked towards her, never once taking his eyes off her body as it was revealed to his eyes.
She slipped her shorts down her tan legs, revealing miniscule panties that barely covered her womanly secrets. She was enjoying teasing him, making a production of unfastening her bra and letting the straps slip down her arms. She turned to face him, her eyes already darkening with her rising lust as the cups slipped down her lush breasts, snagging on the turgid tips before falling to the patio.
She reached up, cupping them for a moment, licking her lips as she enjoyed the brief pressure. She backed up another step, letting her hands skim down her sides, her thumbs snagging the elastic bands at her hips. “You’re falling behind,” she teased, her voice rich with promise.
She pulled the elastic down, releasing it mid-thigh so that the small scrap of fabric fell to the patio, revealing her body fully to his gaze. She turned towards the water, giving him a view of her luscious ass.
Leo’s blood boiled with his need for her. He stepped forward and tugged at his shirt. Several buttons popped off, but he never took his eyes off of his bride.
She paused at the edge of the pool and then executed a perfect dive into the deep end, her body gliding beneath the water, hiding her sexy curves for a moment.
By the time Leo had stripped his own clothing off, he was at the end of his self-control. His wife’s impromptu striptease had ignited a fire inside his body that had been smoldering for the last twenty-four hours. The physical chemistry between them was always strong and the few blissful days of their honeymoon hadn’t dulled it. Rather, he wanted her more now than ever before. He dove into the pool, swimming beneath the water until he was even with her. He surfaced, smiling when she looped her arms over his shoulders and brought her body up against his own.
She leaned forward, and he sealed their lips together, thankful that he’d chosen to stay in the shallower end of the pool where he could support them both by standing up. He threaded one hand into her hair and used the other to keep her body pressed against his own. Their kiss turned ravenous and he let his lips skim over her jawline and then down her neck. He lifted her up but he still couldn’t reach her breasts.
With a growl that sent shivers through her body, he moved them towards the side of the pool, using it to hold her up. He lifted her above the water’s surface until he could feast on her breasts, only stopping when she tugged on his hair and moaned, not necessarily in delight. “Tender?”
Gemma blushed, a trait he hoped she never lost, and nodded. “I don’t know…”
Leo softened his touches and then slipped both hands beneath her thighs. “Let’s try something else then.” He pulled her towards him, slowly bringing his hips to rest between her spread thighs. He kissed her deeply as his body found her own and sunk into her welcoming warmth.
She thrust her hands into his hair, tugging his head until he kissed her again. She arched her back, bringing their bodies even closer together. Leo murmured an apology. “This isn’t going to last long.”
“I don’t care. I’m almost there.”
Leo kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. He felt her body tighten as she neared that pinnacle where pleasure and ecstasy became one. He moved his arms down and wrapped her legs around his waist, leaving his hands free to explore the rest of her body. They immediately found her breasts, tweaking the nipples slightly, but not enough to cause pain.
He leaned her back, making room for his mouth to lick a trail down to the breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, pressing it against the roof of his mouth while he suckled gently on her, smiling against her flesh when she moaned and shivered in reaction.