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I swallow and shake my head. Because no. No, I definitely did not.
“It’s okay. Happens to the best of ’em.” Then she’s striding away.
I just watch her go, wondering what the fuck I went and got myself into. I always did have a knack for finding my stupid ass in ridiculous situations. I mean, I’m here on this island, right? And thenthatjust happened.
I’m losing my damn mind.
I push away from the wall, and I’m about to make a break for my room when Holden’s apartment door suddenly opens.
“Oh good, I caught you,” he says, holding out my shirt and the bottle of sunscreen. “You left these behind. Honestly, wear the sunscreen. You’ll regret it if you don’t.”
Before I can open my mouth to thank him, the door shuts, and I am left gaping at it.
I need to go to my apartment and sort myself out and maybe get some sleep. Maybe then, when I wake up, I’ll realize this was all just some kind of bizarre dream.
CHAPTERTHREE
Chase
“Alright, here we go,” Devon says, driving me in his golf cart across the short land bridge to the other island. “We have some maintenance to do at the bar on the resort side before it opens tonight. Some issue with the bathroom and there’s a hole in the wall. Then we’ll move over to the bungalows and repair some damage done there. Fuckers were wild this week. Honestly, they probably need a good spanking.”
That’s an odd comment. “And who exactly would give them a spanking?” I ask, and he shrugs.
“I know a thing or two.”
Why doesn’t that surprise me? He seems very authoritative. I could see Devon bending a disobedient client over those massive thighs of his.
I’ve never been spanked like that.
I squirm thinking about it. Before I came to this island, I also didn’t fuck men either. Maybe this island actually will end up being a journey of sexual awakening. There wasn’t much exploring I could do while stuffed in my parents’ house—although I did try. And I’m still in my twenties, so I guess there are still things I haven’t yet discovered about myself. Maybe I should try some spanking, see if I like it. Maybe I would. I did like fucking Holden’s ass.
Fuck.
Needless to say, when I awoke this morning, I realized that yesterday was, in fact, not a wacky dream. My cock was heavy and needy as I blinked my eyes open, trying to get myself out of the fog I was in. I couldn’t do anything but grab on to it and jerk it a few times, remembering what it felt like to slide past the rings of his ass and deep into his hole. How he slammed back onto me, the way that ass looked as I disappeared inside of it.
I’m so damn confused.
And a little embarrassed. I hope I don’t run into him too often. Maybe then I can regain some of my dignity as time goes on. Because I really want to give this island a shot. I don’t want to go home yet. I can’t. I just got here.
We bounce along as I glance out, remembering that these islands are broken up into a few different sections. There’s the employee section where I’m staying, and then there is the rehab facility for the mega-rich, where Devon says they do things like yoga and sit by the pool, talking about their rich-people problems. And lastly, there’s the resort for the rich kids who can afford a casual vacation to an island in the South Pacific. That’s where we’re headed now.
“You have a good first night?” Devon asks when it’s silent for too long. I don’t want to make conversation. I’m worried what might come out. What secrets I may confess.
“Yeah,” I say, and Devon eyes me, those big hands clasping the steering wheel.
“You go out and explore?” he asks, and I shrug. If by explore he means my sexuality or the inside of an ass, then, yes, I did.
“A little,” I say.
Devon eyes me, and I swear to god he’s reading my mind. I don’t like it. I’d like some privacy.
“You sleep well?”
“Yep,” I say because I slept like a baby, dreaming about a hot ass and the feel of it strangling my dick.
I also dreamed of home—a weird combination. And very disturbing. There may have been a cow thrown in there too.
Moo.
