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9
BEACH
Miles
By the timeI got to my room my cock was hard again. I stared at the tent protruding from my shorts and laughed out loud.
Un-fucking believable.
I could still feel her, taste her. The sweet scent of her essence swirled in my head, on my lips, around my body, and I didn’t even want to take a bath so her scent could linger longer.
I was addicted to Taylor, and I wanted her more than anything in the world.
My mobile buzzed, snapping me out of my reverie and reminding me I hadn’t checked it since yesterday. I walked to the desk and stared at the incoming call.
Beverly.
What the hell?
Why was my ex calling me now?
I let it continue vibrating, afraid to pick it up. When the call finally went to voicemail I checked my texts. I had eight messages, seven from Beverly and one from Brenda, the executive secretary. I read hers first.
Sry to bother u on your vacay but letting u know Bev is looking 4 u. Just giving u heads up.
I sighed, then read through Beverly’s texts quickly.
Hey darling, it was nice 2 see u again. Ping me.
Hey darling where u at? Let’s meet!
Come on, drinks or dinner, my treat
Darling, r u avoiding me?
Miles, plz txt back
Hey asshole, wtf?
Miles, darling, just want to talk, ping me
I shook my head. To think I actually married that psychotic woman was beyond me. She must have had me in some kind of voodoo magic shit. I deleted the texts, and deleted the voicemail she left me without bothering to listen to it.
You’re history woman, and there’s no way I’m going to let you back in my life.
Besides, I found someone else.
I put the phone down, stripped, and reluctantly took a quick shower before changing into my swim trunks and a t-shirt. I thought about bringing my phone with me but decided to leave it. I was on fucking vacation. Whoever wanted to contact me can wait.
I went down to the dining hall and checked out the breakfast. There were lots of fruits, muffins, croissants, and malasadas, a popular Portuguese style donut sprinkled with sugar. I loaded up my plate with a couple of the malasadas, grabbed a cup of Kona coffee, and sat on the empty table. A few minutes later Taylor walked in, sporting a black bikini and slippers.
Fuck,I thought, staring at her young figure, my cock lurching in my shorts.
Taylor winked at me, grabbed a banana, and nodded. I watched her leave, her ass bouncing in her wake. I finished my breakfast quickly, tossed the paper plate in the trash, and went outside. The weather was nice, sunny with just a hint of coolness. Donning my sunglasses, I walked to the end of the street and found Taylor just around the corner, waiting in a faded red Jeep Wrangler with the top off and the two doors removed.
“Nice wheels,” I said, getting in.
“Thanks.”
