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I slipped down and took him into my mouth, sucking as I pulled back.
“You asked for it,” he said, tossing me onto my back across the bed and making me giggle.
He leaned down over me, wrestling my hands above my head. “No more mischief until I’ve held up my side of the bargain.” Then he kissed me slowly, teasing me with his tongue and sucking in my bottom lip.
He entwined his fingers with mine and moved his head downward to pull my breast into his mouth, tugging at my nipple, then circling his tongue over it. I squirmed beneath him, and he moved to the other breast to follow suit.
“I want you,” I said.
“Not yet,” he answered, sliding down my body to pry open my second set of swollen lips. I moaned as he slid two fingers inside me as deep as he could and rubbed circles with his thumb. I became a squirming animal at his touch. His mouth replaced his hand and he spoke from between my legs, “Your taste drives me crazy.”
I answered him with more moans as he licked and nipped, driving me to the brink of madness.
“Please,” I begged, unsure if I could take any more.
He answered with a groan as he slid inside me, filling me. He readjusted and guided my legs up over his shoulders.
The bed creaked as he drove into me, using the headboard for leverage. I lost control as he pumped his hips against my flesh, our bodies one undulating organism until a rippling sea of euphoria crashed over and through me, and I cried out. He held my hips firmly as he pushed in, sated as well. We ended up on the bed, spooning once again as our bodies shook with rapid breathing and aftershocks of pleasure.
With a smile on my face, I finally fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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I threw up a hand to shield myself against the brightness of the nanosuns as the world came into focus. The first thing I felt was the hard earth beneath me, grass tickling my bare skin. Chill bumps covered me. I glanced down to make sure I had clothes on, only to find I was in my black bikini, which had sat unused in my massive closet since we’d arrived. Flip flops hung off my feet.
Sitting up, I scooted back, surprised to find myself so close to the massive ocean at the edge of the resort and inches from a human-sized electric ray undulating on the opposite side of the clear, thin AC glass. I stifled a yelp and pushed myself onto my feet, realizing I was behind the bathrooms at the Olympic-sized pool. Close to hyperventilating, I stumbled around the corner of the building toward the glow of safer waters and the hum of the automatic saltwater system.
The time on my wristband said 8:00 a.m., but I didn’t even know what day it was anymore. A whimper escaped me. I felt completely out of control. I glanced over at the far side of the pool, and for a moment I thought someone was swimming there. But as I moved around the edge toward them, intent on asking if they knew why I was here, the reality hit me and I screamed.
