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Vanessa slants toward me and drags her tongue over my lips. Then she sits up and rises to her knees, grasping my cock to position it perfectly. I need to touch her, but she won't let me. My handcuffs thump as I unconsciously tug on them in my desperation to lay my hands on her.
With her hand wrapped around my erection, she gradually lowers herself onto my body until I'm snugly sheathed by her hot, slick flesh. A groan resonates in my chest. She feels so fucking good, and I love the look on her face, full of hunger and sweetness, which seems like a contradiction. Only she can merge those two expressions.
Vanessa leans forward to open my handcuffs and toss them away.
She begins to rock, taking her time, relishing the sensations as much as I am. The feel of her silky flesh wrapped around my dick might be the most perfect sensation I've ever experienced. She sets her hands on my chest and lifts herself off my cock just a little with every forward motion. I grasp her waist but don't try to take over, letting her set the pace and the heat level, reveling in the beauty of her body and the passion that shows on her face and in the sounds she makes.
I lunge my head up and try to catch one of her nipples with my mouth, but she sits up again, robbing me of the taste of her nipple. I bend my knees to frame her body with them.
She slaps my knees. "Legs flat."
"Yes, ma'am."
I straighten my legs, and she moves her knees forward so she can set her feet flat on the bed, straddling me. Then she leans backward to set her hands on my ankles. With her arms straight, she throws her head back and resumes riding me. Her new position lifts her tits. I can't stop staring at those globes as they jiggle with every move she makes, and I instinctively grasp her knees while she rocks her hips in a slow rhythm that drives me crazy. I want to drive into her hard and fast, but I can't do anything. The vision of her in this new pose has mesmerized me.
Vanessa gets more excited as sharp cries erupt out of her. The way she rides me becomes more excited too, and she bounces her body up and down my cock so wildly that I can hear the sucking sound her sheath creates with every lunge. It makes her tits bounce wildly. The bed thumps. She chants "yes, yes, yes" while the bedsprings creak and her cries grow louder and more impassioned.
I'm breathing so hard I couldn't shout even if I wanted to do it. Grunts and groans are all I can manage. My cock feels like it might explode if I don't come right now, so I thrust a hand out to rub her clit.
She freezes with her body slanted backward. Her nails dig into my ankles. Her head snaps forward, and she lets out a wild, throaty cry as her body clenches me over and over. I grab the headboard rails to get enough leverage, then thrust my hips upward, coming so hard that I grit my teeth and my knuckles ache from gripping the headboard.
Once I'm done, Vanessa rolls off my body and snuggles up to my side. For a few minutes, we simply lie here recovering from the earth-shattering climaxes we both experienced. Are middle-aged people supposed to have sex like that? I'd assumed that once I got into my fifties, everything would start to gradually slide downhill in the sex department. But since we came to this island, I've discovered that age isn't a life sentence of walkers and Viagra. Even senior citizens get wild and crazy here.
I honestly think this island must have magical powers.
Don't think I'll tell Vanessa that. Sounding like a lunatic won't convince her to come back to me.
She drapes an arm over my chest, twirling her finger around my nipple. "I guess you enjoyed my belly dancing."
"I didn't just enjoy it. I loved it. Watching you dance got me so hot for you that I'm pretty sure my brain melted."
"And you liked the new position too?"
"Holy shit, Nessa." I roll over to face her, our noses almost touching. "I more than liked that position. I loved it so much that I saw stars when I came."
She grins. "My heart was pounding so hard that I couldn't breathe. Holly's little book of sex positions did wonders for us."
"Yeah, that's putting it mildly."
Vanessa glances away for a moment, then meets my gaze while tapping one finger on my lips. "I love you, Craig. I want us to be a couple again, forever this time."
"I want that too. I love you so much, Vanessa, and I'm sorry I walked away from our marriage. That will never happen again."
She presses her lips to mine. "I know you won't run away again. Neither of us will."
The sweetest smile curves her lips.
And that expression gives me a hard pang in my chest. I need to tell her the truth, right now, tonight, no matter what happens after that.
I force myself to look into her eyes. "I need to tell you something, Vanessa. It will sound horrible, and I won't blame you if you smack me and march out the door once you know the truth."
"Spit it out, Craig."
"Remember that letter you got in the mail? The one that said you'd won a free two-week stay at this resort?"
"Of course I remember. So what?"
A lump forms in my throat, but I clear my throat and keep going. "I sent that letter."
