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Still, he squinted at the developing bruise he’d made, as if analyzing it. “Hm. It’s not quite right, is it? Needs more work,” he said and began anew.
He only continued this for a moment more, and then shifted downward, and my giggling subsided. He no longer held my legs down, instead pressing his hands against the inside of my thighs to push them apart, and he spread them wide. He hummed as he lapped at my sex, like someone enjoying a delicious meal.
When he pulled my flesh between his lips, my back arched up off the bed and I grabbed at his shoulders. Our one night so long ago was so rushed, over so fast, that it felt unreal. We didn’t bother with the time it took to appreciate each other. This time, though, with his hands sliding gently along the tender flesh of my inner thighs, and his tongue tracing the peaks and valleys of my sex, we could take our time. I still felt the nagging desire to charge through to the end, but why? No one was looking for us. There was no deadline to meet, no schedule to keep, no danger of someone walking in on us. It was just me, just him, just this bed.
I closed my eyes and tried to let myself experience only the moment. No anticipating what I needed to do, no thoughts on how to move or sound, no momentarily imagining how Nikki or Fred or Annie would react if they knew. Instead, I listened to Jason’s satisfied hums, felt his caresses, and let the waves of our desire pull me under.
How long had it been since I’d felt anything this tender, this divine? I truly couldn’t recall. Perhaps I never had. It amazed me that he was able to hold back as much as I assumed he was. With how long it had been since we’d touched or been touched by our supposed loved ones, it would have been completely understandable for us to be pushed over the edge within moments. Somehow, he was able to control the steady rise and fall, the delicate escalation of sensory input, always pushing me toward that final moment, but without haste.
But, as in most sexual encounters, there came a moment when softness and control were not enough, and the beast was fully unleashed.
“I can’t wait anymore,” I gasped. “Get up here.”
With a quick wipe of his face, he crawled up and smothered me in a kiss. I lifted my hips to his and silently urged for him to enter me. My core throbbed almost painfully from need, and the only thing to quiet the ache was for him to bury himself deep within me until I was gasping for breath.
At last, he pressed slowly into me, and the ache was replaced by a surging pulse that seemed to start somewhere deep in my marrow. I wanted to continue to draw this out, to feel the weight of his body on mine, the sweat of our skins commingling as we tumbled. But I knew that neither of us could hold out for very long.
In a flurry of motion, of breath, and animalistic noises, our passions combined into an unstable and volatile chemical reaction, combusting only moments after we began.
Panting as our bodies cooled, Jason gave me a sheepish look. “Now I’m the embarrassed one.”
“Don’t be. I enjoyed that.” And after a few moments to steady my breathing, I added, “Besides, that was only round one.”
Eight
Unashamed
Early the next morning, I awoke feeling lighter than air, despite Jason’s arm wrapped tightly around my middle. I was relieved. I was satisfied. I had slept better than I had since arriving on the island, and the light rain outside penetrated my dreams. For the first time in nearly three weeks, I wanted to pick up one of my notebooks and begin to write.
I sighed contentedly, feeling the weight of Jason’s arm on my ribs, the pressure of his torso against mine. I turned to face him and found him already awake gazing dreamily at me. “Morning,” he said.
“Morning,” I replied. I kissed him gently, my nethers stirring in response. “I should get back to my cabin before Nikki gets up. I don’t want her to panic and call the resort police on me, or whatever they have here.”
“Why don’t you stay? We can wander over there later. Maybe go for round four?”
“As much as I love the idea of staying here and doing all sorts of delicious things with you—”
“To me,” he corrected.
I chuckled. “To you, but I need to go handle Nikki.” He groaned disappointedly into the pillow. “I know, but you don’t know how she can get. She’s my best friend—we talk about everything. She’s wanted me to get with you since I first realized how into you I was back in college, and I legitimately do not know how she’ll react to this. This isn’t something I want to spring on her.”
“Yeah, I get it. I just don’t want something else to get in our way this time.”
“If Annie somehow manages to show up asking why I’m here, I will tell her what happened. I’m not making that mistake again.”
“It wasn’t yours to begin with, so I’ll be the one to tell her. There’s no need to expose you to her rage if we can help it.” His lips lingered on my arm, slowly traveling up to my shoulder. But when his eyes met mine and saw no change to my determination, he sighed. “Fine. I release you,” he said, loosening his hold on me.
“Meet us later, okay? We’ll see where the day takes us.”
I dressed, kissed him once more, and wandered along the beach back to the cabin I shared with Nikki. The nearer I got, the more I hoped Siti had already left. I did not want to double the amount of awkward I was going to endure that morning.
I entered through the main door as quietly as I could, shoes in hand, and tiptoed over to the bed. Just as I sat on the edge near where I left my pillows and notebook, Nikki came out of her room looking rough. She startled me, so I feigned a yawning stretch. “Fun night with Siti?” I asked.
She flashed me a devilish grin before she disappeared into the bathroom. I picked up one of my notebooks and jotted down a few thoughts as quickly as I could. When she reappeared, she flopped down onto my bed, fluffing out her hair with one hand. “Hey, so… Can we talk about yesterday?”
“Which part? The ziplining? Your inescapably loud evening with Siti?”
She winced a little. “No, sorry about that. I mean what you said at the restaurant after ziplining. About breaking up with Fred.”
