| Straight: Celebrity: Seeing John 4: Island of Desiree 1 (2/7) |
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Pix.” I blinked, a slight frown crossing my features. “But—“ He carried me into the back of our chauffeured car, and laid me on the back seat, crawling over me as the door was closed behind us. I realized that we had a driver, one that may hear us. “John…” “Babe,” He chuckled, nodding as he pulled my t-shirt over my head. “Don’t mess with a starving man!” I laughed softly with him as I helped him take his t-shirt off. He kissed me again, his breathing ragged as he unfastened my shorts and reached between my legs. As usual, I wasn’t even aware of how wet I’d gotten since I’d laid eyes on him. He pushed my shorts down and I shimmied to help him. “Oh…” he whispered, returning to stroking me. I began to pant as he kissed me, his finger gently probing and teasing. He pulled off my underwear, threw them on the floor of the car on top of my other clothes, and licked his finger. “For me? You shouldn’t have!” I gasped as he unzipped his shorts and pulled out his erection. I became breathless as I began to ache with anticipation, still surprised at how quickly our blood heated together. He locked eyes with me as he united us. We moaned softly in unison, or hips gyrating, rotating to savor our reunion…it’d just been too long… “Oh…” I wrapped my arms and legs around him, arching as he plunged slowly and deeply. I closed my eyes, allowing my head to fall back. “Oh…you know I can’t help myself.” He had the day planned. We went swimming and snorkeling in the late morning. He took the time to work with me on my swimming before we went diving. He knew I wasn’t fond of water, but he wanted me to trust him. It was worth it: Never had I seen such beautiful water and coral, multicolored fish swimming about. The feel of his hand to assure me helped so much. He seemed to almost know when I got a little scared. We explored caves in the afternoon. We picked the big ones. The inside was again, a masterpiece that only could have been created by nature. Before we left, he braced me against the wall and made love to me again, my legs wrapped around him. I would never forget the clean air around us, the echoes of our cries and moans that reverberated all around us, through us. Afterward, we sat on the edge of one of the cave entrance cliffs, eating sandwiches from our packs and letting our legs dangle off the side as we looked off to the ocean, catching up and talking. We got back to the house before sunset and had a nap in the hammock for two on our private beach. “Do you trust me?” John asked out of nowhere as we snuggled. “Yes.” He didn’t seem happy with that answer. “What’s going on, Ace?” I asked with concern, caressing his face. “All day today, you’ve seemed a little distracted.” He chuckled, nodding dismissively, and I felt a sense of foreboding. “Nothin’. It’s just been awhile since I’ve relaxed. Forgot how, I think.” He looked down at me. “One thing for sure, we’re not relaxing tonight.” He pushed |
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Lust + passion