CHAPTER 29

"Come out honey. When I ordered them a few days ago, I had erotic dreams of seeing you in that particular one. So you won't be denying me that pleasure," he said and waited for her to step out.

"It's just too..."

"Sexy? I know. Come on," he said extending his hand to her. She took his hand and stepped out blushing furiously. She was sure she looked funny with her red hair and her red face in a lacy sexy swimsuit.

But she had only to see the look on Nicholas' face to know what he thought of her at that moment. His eyes had gone almost feral as he looked at her, the passion there almost making her squirm.

"Hell! You surpassed my dreams Nana. It's so perfect on you...," he couldn't begin to describe how she looked. The suit flattered her curvy figure, hugging her in all the right places and making her breasts look like an offering being presented for his taking.

He drew her to him and swept her off her feet. She gave a surprised sound as he left the room with her in his arms.

"Where are we going?," she asked when she could finally speak.

"To the pool of course. I want to make love to you in the pool, that'll complete my dream," he said without breaking stride.

She threw her head back and laughed, loving every minute of their happy moments since she woke up. Then she had a sudden thought.

"Oh my God! What if someone sees me?."

"Relax, we are the only ones here right now. The crew will be in when I tell them to."

She relaxed in his arms. They got to the pool and without any warning, he jumped in with her. She screamed in the water and felt herself submerged. She came up sputtering a moment later with a murderous look in her eyes.

"You scheming, conniving.....," she didn't finish her statement as he covered her lips with his, silencing her angry tirade.

Nadine melted into his arms, loving the contrast between the heat of his body where it plastered to her and the coldness of the water. He wrapped his arm around her, loving the feel of her beautiful breasts pressed against him.

"I want to have you now," he said as he swam to the side with her to take complete advantage of her body.

..............

The straw market in Nassau was larger than she expected. Nicholas watched her express her delight over the straw goods of mats, hats, baskets and a whole lot of other things.

Her excitement was infectious. Normally, he had been to the market on more than three occasions, twice on a business trip and the last was with the last woman he dated, Katrina. She had badgered him about the trip till he gave in. To her disappointment, they hadn't stayed on the island like she wanted. They had stayed at one of the hotels in Nassau hence their visit to the straw market.

Katrina had shown little interest in the market, she had been all about Bay Street where she shopped in the posh stores like her life depended on it, going for the really expensive designer brands. Although it had made no difference to his bank balance, he still didn't relish the experience.

He watched Nadine try on a hat with black cord, she turned back to get his opinion.

At some point, he realized he was going to have to talk to her about their past. He needed to get it off his mind, know why she said what he heard because that was the only way he could move on with her.

And he planned to. His revenge was forgotten after the previous night. He still wanted to make her fall in love with him but because he loved her not to break her heart.

"It's perfect," he said, appreciating her beautiful, flawless face. She picked another and placed it on his head and gave him a thumbs up to show it was good. He gave her an indulgent smile.

She picked up a miniature hat and some T-shirt, probably gifts for her family, he thought to himself.

She turned to the vendor, and proceeded to offer her credit card.

"No, we take cash only," she said smiling then asked "Newlyweds?"

"No," Nadine said the same time as Nicholas said "Yes." The woman stared between them confused.

Nadine sent him a questioning look.

"Actually, we've been married for a month so we are hardly newlyweds," he lied smoothly, drawing her to his side to hold her hand.

"Oh really. You are still newlyweds," she supplied quickly.

He moved to pay their bill with cash. He had prepared, knowing the market didn't take cards.

"I really wanted to pay for that myself, I'll pay you back," she said as he guided her toward Bay Street.

"That was nothing,"

"It was something, you even paid for my gifts."

"I don't mind. Do you want something to drink?," he asked, changing the topic effectively and leading her into a cafe on the street.

She soon forgot about Nicholas paying her bills, digging into a hearty portion of the seafood provided.

"You like it?," he asked watching her eat.

"I love it. I could come here to eat everyday," she said in exaggeration. He laughed out loud.

She had noticed the way women had been staring at him all afternoon. It had been no different in the cafe. Women of all age group were at that moment paying extra attention to him. Didn't they see he was with a woman?

They soon finished with their meal and he lead her to a Fendi store on the street.

"No, we are not doing this. I haven't even worn a quarter of the ones back on the island," she protested.

"Indulge me," he said taking her hand and leading her in.

He seemed to be well known in the store. He picked an array of bags and shoes for her to try on. Then he went ahead to pick different dresses, shirts and pants for her. She envied his sense of style. He waited patiently as she disappeared into the changing room and appeared in different outfits, showering her with compliments.

She blushed as she modelled in the clothes for him. She had never worn things so sexy and...expensive. She had seen the price tags and they had made her want to drop the clothes and run out of the store.

But Nicholas hadn't even blinked as he continued to snatch clothes off the rail. All she made in a year couldn't begin to cover for the price of just one handbag.

"Should we take the whole store?," Nicholas asked when she came out in a sleeveless brown maxi dress that made her look so breathtaking he wanted to sweep her into his arms and carry her to his secluded island.

She giggled helplessly at his statement. "That won't be fair to other shoppers," she said moving her hands to indicate the other few shoppers in the store.

"I don't care," he said giving her a hot look.

"No, not here," she said reading the meaning in his look.

"Not here but in the changing room, I don't want to be charged with gross indecency after all," he said urging her back into the said changing room and following her in.

"Nick...," she managed to say weakly in protest before he covered her mouth with his.

By the time they headed back to the island, she was a tired blushing schoolgirl. She couldn't stop giggling all the way back whenever she thought about their hanky-panky in the changing room.

They made their way to the villa, he instructed her to leave the shopping bags behind in the speedboat, telling her they'll be taken in for her. She was more than happy to let the work be done for her.

She needed a shower and hours of napping.

But Nicholas had none of that in mind. He had led her into their bedroom and taken her in his arms in a hot passionate kiss. She had kissed him back with as much ardor as he was kissing her.

She felt his urgent need to have her, despite the fact that they had made love just about an hour ago.

He divested her of her clothes and did the same for his so fast that he made her head spin. He laid her on the bed still kissing her.

Nicholas slide onto her body, touching her all over, luxuriating in the feel of all her soft curves in his arms. He took his hand to her sex and growled deep in his throat when he realized she was just as hungry for him as he was for her.

He slipped into her tight heat, groaning at the way she fitted him like a glove. Watching her all day, he had been wondering how many men apart from the father of her child had had access to her body. The question was killing him.

He took her arms from around his head and held them over her head, breaking their kiss to look into her eyes. Her eyes were closed.

"Look at me Nana," he said, pumping into her rhythmically without stopping.

Nadine looked onto his eyes, she saw the possessive look in them before he said "You are mine, tell me your body belongs to me"

Admitting that was laying herself right there for him to trample upon. She felt so vulnerable as she looked into his eyes. She shook her head in negation.

"Say it," he said withdrawing from her to tease her with his manhood. The action left her empty and aching, her peak was just within her reach.

"Say you are mine Nana," he said, giving her just his tip then leaving her aching body.

She couldn't take any more of the torment "I'm yours," she said breathlessly and moaned in pleasure as he thrust into her over and over again till her completion.

She laid in his arm afterwards, her brain fuzzy from the intensity of her climax

"How many men have there been since we broke up?," Nicholas asked suddenly, discovering he was tormenting himself with different answers in his head.

He had no right asking, but he couldn't stop the caveman instincts in him.

"There has been no one since you of course," Nadine replied without thinking, her brain still slow from her recent climax.

He snorted "You don't mean that. How about your child's father?"

All the sex afterglow disappeared as she tensed in his arms.