23
ALISTAIR
“Ithink it’s my turn now.” She grins as we float around in the pool. My dick is hard as fucking steel, and each time I lick my lips, I taste her on them. I still can’t quite believe she’s here in my arms and back in my life again. I hate that a simple misunderstanding pulled us apart like it did.
“What do you have in mind?” I ask her.
I never want to let her go, not now that she is here with me. How can I ask her for more when she has been clear with me that her being here is about her chasing dreams? I can’t ask her to give all this up again, not when I know how talented she is at baking.
All we have will be this week.
It’s not our time.
I understand that now.
Fate can be a bitch sometimes.
She is the right woman for me, I know she is, but it’s not our time yet. Now that I know she feels the same way about me, I’ll wait. I’m a patient man, and if it means I have to move to the Caribbean for work, then maybe that’s what I will do.
“I think I owe you that massage, don’t you?” she states.
“Yes, please.” Her hands on my body is exactly what I need. I float us back over to the stairs, and we exit the pool. There are two towels sitting on the sun loungers, and we each grab one to dry ourselves off. The massage table is still set up from earlier as we make our way over to it.
“Still want you naked,” I tell her.
Eloise looks over her shoulder and drops her towel, then gives me a wink before turning back to the massage oil area.
“This time, I want you face down,” she says, pointing to the table.
I frown as I stare at the massage table where there’s a hole cut out for your dick. Is that going to hurt? Will my dick fit?
“I promise I will make it feel good,” she assures me.
I have no doubt that she will. Ignoring my reservations, I jump onto the table and settle myself in, positioning my dick carefully in the hole. Then I place my face in its hole, close my eyes, and try to relax.
“I can see the tension in your shoulders,” Eloise states as she runs her fingers along the tense muscles. They are tight—I didn’t realize how much until she touched them. “This might be a little cold,” Eloise warns me as I hear a squelching sound before a cool substance meets my skin. A hint of coconut and citrus dances in the air. Soon her fingers are digging into the fleshiness of my shoulder blades, manipulating the muscles to relax. I’m in heaven.
“Let me take your troubles away,” she says in a soothing voice as her lips caress my ear.
I wish it were that easy, needing the stress of my life and this wedding kneaded from me permanently. Eloise loosens a knot in my shoulder, and my body begins to relax and turn to putty under her unbelievably strong hands. It could be the scent of the tropics lulling me further, the sounds of the ocean lapping the sands, the rainforest birds overhead squawking, or it could be the multiple orgasms I’ve had that begin to take over, and I fall asleep.
I wake with a start, shocked back into reality as Eloise chuckles behind me. I lift my head and look at her.
“You’re so good at that. I think I really needed it,” I mumble.
“You do. Now turn your head back. I’m not done with you yet,” she tells me.
She’s not finished.My body hasn’t been this relaxed in, I don’t know how long. She continues working on me for the next twenty minutes or so as I moan and groan against her expert hands.
“Hold on, let me grab something,” she tells me.
I don’t even bother answering as I float away on another blissful cloud of relaxation.
“Now, I’m going to relax you even more,” she whispers in my ear. Not sure how she can do that because I feel incredibly relaxed now, but I’m not going to say no to whatever she has planned. There’s some shuffling in a drawer or something and then I feel her grip my dick.Hello! Yes, please.Next thing I know she is encasing my dick in something.
“Elle?” I turn my head, and she’s crouching beside me.
What the hell is she doing to my dick?