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“Oh, please. This is nothing.”
“Go into your little cabana now.”
I did and closed the tent flaps behind me. On the daybed, I propped the phone up against a pillow and lay down facing it. Then I pinched and rubbed my nipples, massaging my breasts while Javier groaned, watching me as he pushed off his shorts.
“If you were here, I would do so many things to you.” Herolled onto a pillow, his hips pumping against it. “You would not even look at another man.”
One of my hands slid down to my stomach and between my legs. “I am very horny, beast,” I whispered as my fingers tapped over the aching nub of my clit.
“You will be good.” He was stroking himself. We watched each other.
“I’m going to do something about it. Tonight.” I rolled onto my stomach and shoved a rolled-up towel underneath my hips.
“No.” He gasped a little, his hand moving fast. “Come for me now, Bella.”
I dropped one leg off the bed and ground and rubbed against the edge of the daybed mattress, wanting Javier there, pushing into me, pinning me down with his big body and pumping his cock in. I came, squeezing my breasts. He covered the head of his penis with a cloth, shuddering, staring back at me through slitted eyes.
We collapsed onto our beds, panting. The music outside my cabana was back and forth between bossa nova and romantic French accordion pieces.
“Bella,” Javier said, affectionately. “You are so beautiful.”
I propped my head up on one hand, rolling to my side. “Are you really alone? What about your partners from LA?”
He hugged a pillow close to his chest. “We are not together now. They want money for an apartment there so now they are, what is this called, sublet—yes, they sublet my room. Is okay. Those two women are with each other now.”
I smiled. “You sound so proud. Do you think you’ve ruined all other men for them?”
His eyebrows went up. “Yes. Of course. You are doing the same thing to me.”
“Pushing you into a relationship with a man?”
He shook his head at me. “No, my Bella. That is not for me.” He touched the screen. “I want you.”
I touched my screen too. “I miss you, my beast.”
He leaned in close to his screen and held up his finger. “Bella, you will be good in Vegas. Touch yourself again now.”
I put my face down and slid my hand between my legs. “I don’t think I will be, beast.”
He inhaled, his face tense and his eyes narrowed. “You are my girlfriend now. You must come to me.”
I stopped and propped myself up to face him. “No. We aren’t together.”
He slapped his bed. “For me, yes.”
“Oh really? You think you can wait to see me a few times a year?”
He ran his hand through his hair. “You can wait. I am a man and that would injure me. But when you are here, there will be no one else.”
I laughed, putting my head down on my arms. “Bull hockey. We’re not together and neither of us is waiting. That would injure me too.”
Scoffing, he flopped back on the bed. “You are a cruel woman. What will I do with you?”
I put my hand between my legs again and groaned. He watched me, frowning, his lips a little puckered out. “You’re so handsome when you’re pouting.”
“No. I am angry.”
My fingers pulled aside the strip of bikini bottom between my legs then I pressed my index finger inside my slit, shuddering a little. “Then too,” I said, my head arching back as my fingers pumped.
