The One Addicted(63)

“God, Lu - you are incredible.”

With her mouth still round my cock she moans, creating vibrations across all the sensitive nerve endings and I groan aloud into the empty Villa as I empty myself into her greedy plump lips. “Fuck!”

I withdraw from her and encourage her to stand with an outstretched hand, before enfolding her in my arms and suffocating her with kisses; her perfume heady and intoxicating. I can taste myself on her lips, salt and sex and I feel myself harden at the memory. This woman is everything to me, and it’s time I return the favour.

“The most decadent experience I’ve ever encountered.” I mutter into her wet hair and cradling her face with both palms. “I’ve just poured my soul into you. Time to go drain you of yours, lady.”


I wake to find the space next to me in the kingsize bed, empty and flop onto my back, eyes firmly fixed on the tented ceiling above. Last night had been wonderful. We’d dined around the pool, had the most amazing melt-in-your-mouth lobster and talked for hours, whilst the the surf whooshed in the background. The best part had been walking hand in hand along the beach at sunset. Talk about romantic and everything I’d hoped for.

Sebastian had made good on his promise, to date; he’d not left my side since we arrived and I’m certainly feeling every stretched muscle and ache this morning. I blush, as flickers of yesterday’s saucy escapades reel through my mind. Ahh, that man - he’s certainly firmly wedged under my skin. Any worries I have, I nervously push them to the back of my mind to store until later. Just enjoy the time you have Lu.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

I smile openly back at him, and sigh at his bare torso, the rest of his body covered in low slung shorts. “What happened to my alarm call?”

“Ahh the obligatory wake-fuck call - I thought you needed your rest my beauty. I’ve plans for us today.”

“Ooh what?” I lie back and allow the sheet to drop past my breasts, one peeks out, begging to be captured in his mouth. His eyes locate it instantly and I smile, stretching like a cat, allowing the other breast to be revealed. “Seb? You were saying?”

“Er, yeah sorry, I got boob-tracked.” His sexy grin hits his eyes as the bed dips under his weight, his mouth closing over one hardened nipple. “You taste of coconut.”

I look up at the ceiling fan, sighing as his tongue swirls around my areola and his hand locates my other nipple, pinching it in unison with the movements of his mouth. I can feel myself growing wetter by the second. What a way to wake up; the best god damned alarm call I’ve ever had.

“Baby? You were saying?”

“Later. Right now I’ve got my mouth full and I’m fucking starving for you.”

He’s permanently starving for me and I understand his appetite completely and am happy to concede. I pull back the sheets and run giggling into the shower, with Sebastian quick on my heels. I flick the switch and water plummets down over my body. I don’t think I’d ever get used to the luxury of this place and I revel in it, the warm liquid running over my body. I can see glimpses of blue sky through gaps around the corners of the room, bringing the outside in - it felt exotic and illicit and as Sebastian lifts me and slides me onto his magnificent cock, I smile into his kisses. What a way to wake up.

“Look at me.” his panting increases as he thrusts into me. “Let me see your face - I want to see every crease, frown, expression as you come and know that I put it there.”

I look directly into his eyes, boldly and uninhibited, my breasts bouncing as we’re drenched and gasping for air.

“Only I get to see what you look like when you shatter around my cock.”

I raise my hand to his chest, my palm firmly placed over his heart. I can feel it pounding under the light smattering of hair and the overwhelming gush of emotions which hit me is acute. God, I love this man. He burns me to my very core and as he pumps inside of me, water cascading over us, my hand gripping the top of the circular wall surrounding the shower area and I explode, holding him to me like my life depended upon it.


That afternoon, Sebastian coerced me into taking a dip in the sea, for the first time in 15years. I’m not a fan, in fact it is another extreme phobia of mine - not knowing what’s beneath my feet, but somehow with him, in these magnificent surroundings and with azure water that was so clear you could see the white sands cushioning your toes, I conceded.

We frolicked and swam out as far as around 100 yards, where the water still reached my breasts and I could see my feet at all times. I refused to go any further, as the sea became a rich midnight blue and was a sign of the reef ahead. He held my hand, encouraging me, and was so supportive and gentle and when I was submerged to my shoulders, gave me the most rewarding and sexy sea kiss, clapping his hands and cheering - it made it all worth it. To feel his hands play across my salty skin, and the way he continuously stole kisses from me, whilst diving for shells and playing the fool in the water. It was delightful and lovely to see our intimacy and friendship working in tandem. His excitement at being so free and without technology for a while was obvious - it made him appear so much younger and I’m glad he’s had this opportunity to forget work, albeit for a few hours.