Chapter 63

OLIVIA

"DO YOU feel more relaxed now?"

I looked around the ocean and inhaled the salty night air before I glanced over at him and nodded. After walking around the front beach, we settled in between the palm trees. There was a hammock set up here, and we could see the yacht emitting a dim light near us. The wind was still blowing strongly, and even though there was thunder in the sky, it didn't seem like it would cause a downpour at any moment.

"I still can't believe that this island doesn't have reliable solar energy," I said and giggled.

"Just because your friend is filthy rich doesn't mean he gets everything under control," Chase commented, and gave me a smile.

He handed me a beer, which he had asked for from the yacht's crew earlier, and sat in the hammock with me. I stared at him, seemingly stunned by his statements.

"Don't look at me like that," he said, and sipped on his beer. "I think it wasn't too late for me to realize that Charles didn't mean for everything to happen that night."

"Of course not, Chase."

"We already talked and apologized to each other." He huffed and swallowed hard. "And I realized that I shouldn't prohibit you from making friends. Since Charles seems to be serious about having a relationship with Mia, I will let you be friends with him."

"Are you being serious right now, Chase?" I asked him with my furrowed brows.

Hearing him say all those words made me so happy. I couldn't believe that he'd reflect that in his actions toward other people. I was wrong to think that he was only being kind to people he liked and was merciless towards men he didn't want in his sight.

"I am serious, Reese. I want to be understanding. If this would prevent us from having an argument, I'd be willing to change. I will do anything so that your feelings, and impressions of me won't change."

"I don't know what I did in the past to deserve such a great man like you, Chase." I held his hand and stared intently into his eyes. "Thank you for everything you've done."

"All for you, my love," he murmured.

He leaned forward to give me a soft kiss on my lips. I could taste the sweetness of his lips along with the bitter sting of the beer he drank. I held his nape and kissed him back, ignoring the voice in my head that was telling me to keep my senses straight.

The fact that Chase was willing to change for me to be happy made me feel so giddy inside. Even though I knew that he'd do it for the real Reese Jones, the foolish side of me couldn't ignore how he wanted to be better just to keep what we had... despite it being temporary.

I wish I could tell him everything I feel. But I don't think he could take it—to learn that the woman he's been with was a fraud; a mere mirror image who only deceived him to get a better life.

"I love you..." I whispered in between our kisses.

Those three words made him groan. His hands started to travel down the inside of the robe I was wearing. A bolt of electricity went through me when his touch moved from my waist down to my bottom. He squeezed one of them, which made me bite his lower lip.

He chuckled and released me. His eyes looked down at my clothes. My cheeks flushed when I realized that my cleavage was too exposed in the freaking lingerie Lara had gotten me.

"This thing really looks good on you," he said.

Both love and lust filled his eyes as he inspected my lingerie while his hand traced circles from my bottom going to my under boob. I sucked in a breath. My body tensed immediately, and it was asking for more.

I drank my beer, hoping that it would wake up my senses, but it only added to the heat engulfing me. Chase moved closer to me. He leaned down, smelling my shoulder. His nose went to my neck, and I shivered when I felt his mint breath against my skin. I tilted my head as his lips started to plant soft kisses on there, making me shut my eyes and gasp.

"Chase..." I moaned his name.

My hand was supposed to hold his knee, as I didn't think I could still take it any longer, but I accidentally touched his manhood. My eyes opened widely and I looked at it.

He was so damn huge and hard...

"That's your fault. Your sultry clothes turned me on," he said.

I gulped. My breathing became even more heavy as I gazed down at his manhood. A voice in my head kept telling me to touch it more, as it would bring a lot of pleasure to Chase, but I also knew it was awkward to do it after the fight we had.

"Would you like to touch it?" he asked.

Was I the only one worrying about it?

My gaze met his ocean blue eyes, which actually radiated the need he wanted. Without even thinking, I nodded my head, drank my beer until it was finished, and tossed the bottle aside on the sand.

"Come." He stood up as I continued to gaze at him.

He offered his hand, and I willingly accepted it. Then we walked to the big palm tree. He placed me behind it, far enough for the crew from the yacht not to see us.

Right there, he cornered me. My breath hitched as he leaned closer to me, to the point that our noses were touching.

"Now, touch me," he commanded. His voice was now husky and sultry.

I let out a soft gasp. Without breaking our eye contact, my hand traveled down to his manhood. It was as tough as stone, and its length could easily crush me.

I touched it, and at the back of my mind, I was cursing the board shorts he was wearing. It was a sinful blockage that only added to my frustration.

Chase's breathing went ragged. I could see how he bit his lower lip as I continued to caress his manhood. My hands moved back and forth in a slow manner, and I remained looking at him. The way his jaw clenched and stared at me with such irresistible desire in his expression made me want to give myself in to him immediately.

"More..." he requested.

He buried his face on my shoulder, and then moved his lips to kiss me on my neck. I was still touching him when he started pleasuring me with his tempting kisses that made my knees go jelly. If not for his other arm that was wrapped around my waist, I could have sworn that I would have fallen to the ground already.

"Chase, urgh... I miss you..." I moaned and jerked his manhood faster this time.

"I miss you more, Reese. You have no idea how much I miss making love to you..."

It grew bigger... longer, and it started poking my belly button. That doubled the sensation I was feeling.

"F*ck, you're so good, baby..." he murmured before he claimed my lips.

I couldn't take it anymore. I slid my hand inside his board shorts. I moaned as I felt the satisfaction of having the liberty of holding his hard flesh.

"Damn it, Reese..."

My mind became haywire. When he started to untie my robe and slightly pulled down my thong, I willingly spread my legs for him. He tossed his shorts down, revealing his manhood.

Its tip brushed against my sex, and I moaned at it. Biting my lower lip, I let Chase carry me and leaned my back against the palm tree.

I wrapped both of my legs against his waist, and when he slowly entered me, my sanity had escaped me.

We had sex while standing; he pounded me while I tried to tone down my voice as I moaned. It made the intercourse more exciting and unforgettable.

"I love you, Reese," he moaned as he released his juices inside me.

My mouth formed an O". I wanted to respond, but my body was so tired that all I did was embrace him after reaching our climax.

*****

I WOKE up when I felt the sunshine starting to blind my eyes. The first thing I saw was Chase, who was sleeping soundly beside me. We were still in the hammock, embracing each other and seemingly didn't care about the rest of the people seeing us here.

I recalled what happened last night, and I couldn't help but smile.

Chase and I just had sex behind the palm tree. Never in my entire life had I dreamt of something like that. It may be rude to do it in a place where people could easily catch us, but the thrill was priceless.

I looked at Chase and memorized the features of his face.

"You're so near yet so far..." I whispered, embracing the reality that even though he was beside me, treating me as his wife and the love of his life forever, I could never really tell that I owned him given that I was only a fraud.

I realized that it was too early for me to entertain all the hurtful truths, and so I decided to toss them aside and seize the moment. I couldn't tell whether this would be the last time that I'd get to experience this or not.

"Chase," I called his name, trying to wake him up. "Wake up, it's already morning."

"Hmmn," he moaned softly, eyes still closed, and hugged me more.

I chuckled a bit and caressed his cheek. "We have to go back to the villa, Chase. Come on. Time to wake up."

"Just one more minute..." he whispered and kissed my forehead.

I smiled from ear to ear as I watched him trying to get another nap for a minute.

"Chase..." I called him again. This time I brushed his hair using my fingers. "I'm already hungry."

"You are?" He groaned a bit.

I nodded. "Yes, feed me."

"Fine." He pouted his lips.

When he opened his eyes, I greeted him, "Good morning," and kissed him, which made him smile. He then looked around as he hugged me.

"I didn't realize we were able to sleep here in the hammock," he commented.

"Well, I'm glad we fit." I giggled and continued, "I didn't expect I'd have a good sleep here."

"Me too," he said, grinning. "And I like it whenever I get to see your pretty face first thing in the morning."

"Such a sweet talker."

"It's true. Your pretty face turns me on in the morning," he responded, and winked.

"Stop that. It's too early for kinky stuff!" I hissed, and I could feel my cheeks blushing as I recalled how we had sex in a standing position last night.

He chuckled and pinched my nose softly.

"Come on! We have to go back to the villa. I want to take a bath," I said.

"How about we conserve some water and bathe together?"

My eyebrow raised. Licking my lower lip, I replied, "Shall we?"

"Yes, please." He leaned enough for him to reach my ear. "And I will make you cum a few more times."

I giggled like a kid. "I don't believe in words, Chase..."

"I'll show you. Come."

We went back to the villa and, as we had talked about, bathed together while doing some stuff inside the bathroom. I had to admit that Chase could never really get tired of making love.

After that, we went to the yacht as the crew prepared breakfast for us. I felt that the day started in a good way. My chest was lighter now compared to the past couple of days. While we ate, Chase told me some stuff about the company, Reese's parents, and the things he'd be doing by next week. We were only interrupted when his phone rang.

I was surprised that his phone had a signal when mine didn't have any. I pouted my lips as I listened to him talking to his secretary on the phone.

"What is it?" I asked when he finally ended the call.

"Debbie reminded me of my schedule to go on a business trip to Singapore in the afternoon," he responded and sipped on his cup of coffee. "But I want to spend more time with you here, so I asked her to reschedule."

"Oh no! Why would you do that?" My forehead creased.

"Because my wife is way more important than my business meeting," he said.

I shot him a glare and sigh. "Come on, Chase. I don't like it when you're ruining your schedule just for me. Let's get back to the city, and please go on that trip."

"No, Reese. I want to make up with you and—"

"Chase, you've done enough and made me the happiest. No need for you to reschedule that meeting because you'll be attending it." I reached for his hand that was on the table. "Please?"

He sighed in defeat and smiled at me. "I didn't know what I did in the past to deserve such an understanding wife."

I winked at him and we both laughed.

After having our breakfast, we packed our things and then left the island. Soon after getting near the city port, my phone started to pick up a cellular signal, and I was shocked to see a lot of text messages coming in from both Lara and Mia.

Those two could actually make a good tandem, being both naggers.

I replied to their text messages, letting them know that Chase and I had finally reunited and that we were going back to the city today so he could attend an important meeting. They were both teasing me via text messages, saying that I'd get pregnant in no time after the quality time Chase and I had on the island.

I rolled my eyes and was about to ignore their texts when I received another new text message from an unknown number.

The text said, "Who are you?"

It brought confusion to me. I was pretty sure that the phone number was not familiar to me.

Perhaps it was someone who sent a text to the wrong number?

"Probably..." I murmured and deleted the text message instead.

"You were saying something, Reese?" Chase asked curiously.

I shook my head. "Nah, I just received a random text from a stranger, but I deleted it."

Chase nodded, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed my forehead while we both stood up on the railings of the yacht as it approached the port.

"We're back," Chase declared.