by JA Low
“Luckily I do.” Easton starts to giggle as he looks up at my mom.
“I heard you all the way down the street, little man,” Mom tells him. He just gives her a toothless grin. “Did you have a bellyache? Is that why you were the grizzle monster?” His little hand comes out and slaps her right in the face. “No, don’t slap Nanna. That’s not nice.” Mom’s tone changes and it makes Easton stop. His bottom lip quivers and he looks like he is on the verge of tears. Mom pulls him closer to her and he’s happy again.
“Are you sure about looking after him tonight?”
“Of course, sweetheart. We will be staying at the hotel down the road, so you can see us at any moment.” I’ve booked Mom and Isla’s mom a room at an exclusive hotel down in Malibu where we will be partying tonight. It’s going to be the first night Isla is away from Easton so I wanted him close by just in case either of them needed each other. Our mothers are stocked up on milk for him, but still the thought of leaving him overnight makes me feel uneasy.
“Go and get changed.” Mom points to the mess on my back. After another shower, I am dressed and ready to go. I’ve planned an adult only party down at a house in Malibu. Everyone has arranged babysitters for the night so we are able to have some adult time. Honestly, what I am most looking forward to is uninterrupted sleep. I know it should be sex and I can’t wait for that, but deep down inside I can’t wait to close my eyes and not open them again for a good six, eight, hell, even twelve hours.
We are ten minutes out.
Derrick’s text comes through.
My heart starts to beat quicker, nerves set in. I hope she likes her birthday party. The outdoor terrace is decorated with fairy lights, there is a candy buffet filled with all kinds of delicious treats, there is also a dessert tower and a donut wall. All the things Isla likes. I also asked her mom what were some of her favorite German and Swedish foods and Sebastien has courteously made it for her tonight. He’s an alright guy. I know Isla and he hooked up once. She told me when we had a sit down and confessed who we had slept with that might hurt the other. Also knowing she had hooked up with Wes was a kick in the teeth. Not that I am a saint hooking up with plenty of her friends which was really just me trying to boost my ego and get a reaction from her. All childish bullshit really. None of that matters anymore. We wiped the slate clean and are truly focused on the two of us.
The sound of waves crashes in the distance, this house is amazing. It’s perched high up on a hill that looks out over the Pacific Ocean, there is a rocky staircase that leads down to our private beach, which I might use later when it’s just the two of us. We could make love under the stars with the sand between our toes. The house also boasts an infinity pool that looks like it joins the ocean and sky as it shoots off over the cliff. The sun is starting to set and I want Isla to see the oranges, pinks and yellows shine across the turquoise ocean for her.
We are here. Derrick texts.
“Everyone, she’s here,” I whisper yell to the crowd. They all know the plan. Hide and when she walks through the door we yell, “Surprise.” I know she is going to hate it but I love it.
“Why are we here?” I hear Isla ask as she walks through the door.
“Your baby daddy has plans so just enjoy it will you,” Derrick chastises her.
“Wow this view is spectacular.” I can see she is standing in the foyer looking through the open planned home, across the pool and out to the never ending horizon of blue. Isla looks beautiful; she’s dressed in a red cocktail dress that is tight at the top and flares a little at her hips but stops mid-thigh. She has a pair of gold stilettos on that make her legs go on for miles. Her bright, blonde hair is curled and looks like pure white silk ribbon around her shoulders. Isla starts to take a couple of steps further into the home and that is our cue.
“Surprise.” All her family and friends jump up.
Isla screams and clutches her chest. Those ice-blue eyes find me and an angry smile laces her face.
“You!” She points to me. I hold my hands up.
“Happy birthday, beautiful.” I wrap her in my arms and give her a kiss, messing up her bright red lipstick. I want to see this color on my dick later.
“This is…” She looks over my shoulder. “Everyone is here.”
“Easton is only here for a couple of moments and then he’s gone. He just wanted to say happy birthday to his mommy.” Mom pops over with Easton and gives her a hug, as does her mom.
“We are on babysitting duties tonight,” Mom says excitedly. Isla looks at me in shock.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We are just down the road and we have a fully stocked supply of milk too,” her mom reassures her.
“Thank you both so much.” Tears well in Isla’s eyes.
“Just have a great birthday,” her Mom tells her. They say their goodbyes, Easton distracted by something Mom has in her hands.
“Seriously, are we alone tonight?” Isla asks. A devious smirk falls across my face.
“Yeah, sweetheart, we are, and you are all mine.” I pull her into my arms, giving her ass a tight squeeze.
“Best birthday ever,” she giggles, kissing me. Now, I just need to make sure I can stay awake to make it even better.
“Happy birthday to you,” everyone finishes singing. Isla blows out the candles, my girl is rather tipsy from the champagne, could also be a massive sugar high too. Everyone is completely full on Sebastien’s amazing food. Isla loved her childhood favorite meals that he had cooked for her. She teared up because things reminded her of her grandparents in Sweden who were no longer alive, and it took her back to her childhood, remembering summers spent with them in Stockholm.
“Thank you so much.” Isla wraps her arms around me.
“Anything for my soon-to-be wife.” I kiss her rosy cheeks.
“You’re the best fiancé ever and I am going to give you the best blow job ever.” Isla doesn’t normally get drunk, nor shout her dirty thoughts to anyone in a one-hundred-mile radius.
“Damn right you will.” Derrick gives her a high five, which she misses and tries again, but misses again and ends up giggling. Her face takes a serious turn for a moment.
“I think I know how I can repay you.” I’m pretty sure a blow job is a great way. She pulls on my arm and pulls me away into the garden away from the crowd. “I think we should ask Derrick to join us.” I frown at her not really following.
“What are you talking about?” She looks around to make sure the coast is clear.
“I want him to suck you off.” If I was drinking at that moment, I think I would have choked on my drink. “Derrick,” she calls out.
“What? No, Issy.” I give her a stern look. What the hell is she doing?
“You called.” Derrick bounces over to us. “Why are we in the bushes?” He looks around realizing where we are standing.
“Issy. No,” I say sternly. Derrick looks at me curiously.
“Derrick. I trust you.”
“Derrick. Ignore her. She is drunk.”
“Not that drunk. I know what I am doing, Finn.”
“Issy. No.”
“What is going on?” Derrick looks at us confused.
“I want you to give him blow job.” This time Derrick does have a drink and it ends up all over him.
“I’m sorry, what the hell did you say?”
I turn and look at Derrick. He knows my secret, he’s seen me at The Paradise Club before, but we have never done anything together. Derrick is a very good looking guy and if I didn’t know him, then yes, I would not have said no to him if he asked for anything at the club. But this? This is too much.
“Isla.” My words are like steel.
“I can’t give you that.” She waves her hands at Derrick’s crotch.
“I don’t want that. I’ve told you that.” I grab her by the shoulders.
“But I think you do.” Her voice is small, almost a whisper.
“Babe.” She shakes her head. Then turns to Derrick, her face is serio
us.
“D. Would you?” I can see the panic on Derrick’s face. “If it’s not tonight then maybe another time.” Derrick looks at me then back to Isla.
“Babe, your man is stunning. And if he was anyone else I would be on my knees right now for him. But…”
She shakes her head. “No buts, D. I trust you. I know that you could help with this.”
“His sexuality isn’t something you can just work out of him, Issy,” Derrick tells her.
“But I don’t want to.” Her eyes are a little glassy. “I want to give him everything and the only way I know how is with someone I trust. Someone I know is not after my man. Someone that won’t break up my family. Someone that understands that my fiancé has needs that I will never be able to fully give him.”
“Stop it.” I raise my voice, cupping my hands around her face. “You will always be enough. Always. Never. Ever. Think you aren’t.” She swallows slowly.
“I still want to give you this. If not tonight, then when we go to The Paradise Club Resort for our bachelor/bachelorette weekend.”
“Issy.” My tone is light. “I couldn’t bear watching you with someone else. How can you want to see me with another?”
“Another man is different.”
“It’s still the one you love with another, Issy. Doesn’t matter what their anatomy is, the same jealousy will still be there,” Derrick warns her.
“Will you just think about it, Finn?” I nod, but I know what my answer will be. No.
“Okay. Well I’m glad that’s settled.” Derrick smiles and quickly walks away.
“What’s gotten into you?” I ask her. She just shrugs her shoulders. “I don’t know how many times I’ve told you this but I don’t need anyone else.” She bites her bottom lip and looks up at me through dark lashes, her ice-blue eyes bright with desire.
“Honestly, Finn. I think it would be hot.” My eyes widen in surprise. “I replay the image of that night of you in the shower with that man on his knees. It takes me seconds to come when I think about it.” I’m so confused.
“You think it’s hot?” She nods, her arms wrapping around my neck, pushing her body against me.
“I think about sitting on your face, while someone sucks you off.” My dick twitches to attention thinking about that very scenario. “I think about you on your back, me riding you, while watching you choke on someone else dick.” Her hand runs down my suit and fists my hardening dick with her fingers making my eyes roll back inside my head. “I’m guessing you’re enjoying those thoughts as well.” I can’t think straight. “I even think about you fucking me, while someone is fucking you. With each of his thrusts, they push you in deeper to me.” Fuck me dead.
“I need you right now,” I growl into her neck.
“Then take me,” she tells me. I grab her hand and race through the gardens until we make it to the rocky stairs that go down to the private beach. I make it far enough down that we are away from the party. I take a couple of moments to hear if anyone is around, there is nothing but crashing waves all around us.
“Hands on the step,” I command her. She does as she is told. Her cocktail dress showing me her exposed cheeks via her G-string. I flip the end of her dress up and pull the thin fabric to the side. I dip my fingers between her folds and she is soaking wet. I unzip myself from the suit pants and enter her in one swift movement.
“Yes,” we both hiss together. This need is something we haven’t had in a long while, not since before Easton. My fingers dig into her hips as I fuck her, over and over again, the cool ocean air hits our fevered skin. She pushes back against me, taking me deeper with each thrust.
“I fucking love you,” I tell her, fingers digging into her hips.
“Me… too,” she says on a moan as I hit that perfect spot.
“I don’t need anyone else but you, babe,” I tell her. I show her.
“I know,” she tells me, as she clenches down against my dick. One of my hands slide down between her thighs and starts circling her clit. She clenches down harder around me, her panting and moaning becomes louder as we both continue on, chasing that edge that we are both aiming for. A couple more well timed thrusts and we are both coming together. I continue pumping into her through her orgasm, riding the waves as she comes down from her orgasm.
“Now that was an awesome birthday present.” She sags against the cold rock stairs. I pull out the handkerchief in my pocket as I slowly ease out of her. I press the fabric to her, capturing the mess from our love making. She cleans herself up and I pocket the dirty handkerchief.
“I love you, babe.”
“Love you too.” She gives me a lazy smile as I press my lips against hers.
“Here. One last thing.” I hand over a velvet box.
“Seriously, Finn. You’ve spoilt me too much as it is.”
“I know but I promise this is the last one.” She opens the box up and sees the key.
“What is this to?” She looks at me confused.
“This house.” Her eyes widen and she takes a look around.
“No.”
“I want Easton to enjoy the beach. Get out of the city. Imagine summer barbeques on the beach with all the Dirty Texas kids or swimming in the pool. We can all escape down here when it’s warm. She rushes toward me and kisses me.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
225
Isla
“Welcome to the most epic last hurrah ever!” Derrick yells throughout the Dirty Texas Jet, a bottle of champagne in his hand. I’m kind of scared. I have left pretty much everything to do with our wedding with Derrick. I did have final say on a few things. Like no to the half-naked Hawaiian men canoeing me into the service. It may be Derrick’s fantasy but it certainly isn’t mine. I did let him convince us to have the bachelor/bachelorette party at The Paradise Club Resort, and also because Nate told us it would be on him if we all came, and who can say no to a freebie. I’m pretty curious about this resort, I know Camryn, Olivia and Axel have been and the stories they have told us about it seem pretty amazing.
“You look a little scared.” Finn wraps his arm around my shoulder.
“Um, yeah. This is all Derrick. Who knows what he has planned?” This makes him laugh. We watch Derrick order the flight attendants to organize tequila shots.
“I say we just go for it. We have the whole weekend away from little man. Let’s enjoy it.” I lean over and kiss him. He’s right. I need to stop stressing out. This weekend is going to be about Finn and I having some adult fun together, something we haven’t done in a long time.
“Drink up you two.” Derrick pushes the tequila shots into our hands. “You’re about to have the time of your life.” He gives us a wink and saunters off. We both smile and throw back the first of many shots.
By the time we land everyone is in good spirits, our cheeks are flushed, our steps are a little wobbly.
“Welcome to paradise my Dirty Texas family.” Nate and Camryn greet us on the wharf.
“I have waters for everyone.” Camryn hands over the bottles. She knows us so well. It’s nice and warm down here in the Caribbean, the ocean breeze glides across my skin like tropical silk. I am so looking forward to naked dips in the ocean with my man, doing all the things we have always wanted to do together but this time not hiding in the shadows.
“If you would like to come aboard we will take you across to the resort.” Nate gives us his megawatt smile, his white teeth shining against his suntanned skin. He looks like he's stepped off an ad for luxury yachts, selling ordinary men this billionaire playboy lifestyle, one that he lives on a daily basis. “I will be taking you around to your own private area of the resort which is reserved for VIPs, and is blocked off to ordinary guests. It’s near my villa, an area I built for my friends to come and stay at the resort.” We take a seat at the front of the boat and the captain starts to move slowly away from the port, nothing but crystal clear water around us. Once we are safe from the other boats the captain opens up the
engines and we hurtle through the water. It’s not far to the island Nate reassures us. Dolphins jump beside the boat as we speed across the sea. Just over the horizon the closer we get the more the island comes into focus. On one side of the Island it looks like bungalows that jut out into the ocean.
“I stayed there.” Olivia points out to us. “It’s beautiful.” Nate smiles looking very proud of Olivia’s statement.
“There is a fantastic bar at the end of the pier also.” Camryn points out. I close my eyes and let myself go, the sunshine warms my body as Finn’s arms stay wrapped around me. I try and release the tension in my body. I try and push aside the mom guilt that is eating at me, but I know Easton is in great hands with his grandmothers. He is going to be so spoilt and it is only for seventy-two hours, it’s not long at all. He was fine the first night we left him for my birthday, he grizzled a little but he soon settled and was totally fine. It was a huge relief to me and Finn. I just hope he keeps it up. The jet is on standby if any of us need to leave for a child emergency. Thankfully, the rest of the group totally understand as they too are all in the same situation. I pull out my phone and have a quick look at the app that shows me Easton sleeping in his crib. My heart skips a beat looking at our little man.
“How is he?” Finn asks. I show him the photo. “Aw. What a good boy.” I nod and put the phone away, feeling relief that everything is okay and that I am allowed to have some adult fun.
We have finally arrived. The boat slows down and the crew tie up the ropes to secure the boat to the wharf. There is a fleet of golf carts waiting for us to take us to our rooms.
“Your luggage will be at your rooms. Thought I might take you on a tour first. Is that okay?” Nate asks. We all nod enthusiastically as we hop into our own carts. Nate gives us cordless headphones so we can hear him explain about the resort. Finn and I jump into our cart, our driver nods and starts the engine of the little death can. Finn holds my hand as we lurch off into the jungle. “We are now in the private area not accessible by guests. My villa is over to the right and your villas will be on the left. They all have direct access to the beach, but don’t worry they are all far enough away you won’t see your friends skinny dipping in the ocean, unless you want to that is.” He chuckles through our earphones. Finn and I look at each other and giggle. I feel like a nervous schoolgirl as we continue on the tour. Nate points out the gate that takes us into the guest area, the golf carts drive along the dirt paths. The sounds of the rainforest are all you can hear, exotic birds calling to their mates. It looks like any other luxury resort; you would have no idea it’s a sex resort. We continue on the path past the luxury rainforest villas until we get to an area that is more open. Nate points out this is where the open showers are for people who want to get cleaned up from the beach. We look up at the glass cubes and we spot our first encounter. A man has a woman pressed up against the glass and is fucking her. Finn and I look at each other and smile. This is going to be so much fun. We continue traveling and Nate points out a waterfall with a hidden grotto that you can visit, there are pools where people are sunbathing nude; clothing is optional everywhere except the restaurants and bars where clothing has to be worn. If I’m honest, it makes total sense. Who wants to see hairy balls at dinner? Nate also points out the mini Paradise Club. Everything looks like a luxury resort except there are a lot of naked people around. He tells us that room service is twenty-four hours and they cater not just for food and drink but you can order pretty much any sexual desire you require from them. He points out areas that are dedicated to kinks and fetishes as well which has its own area. He reminds us that everyone on the island has signed NDAs. They all have as much to lose as we do if anything got out, so we shouldn’t feel like we can’t have fun, because the clients are just as well known as the boys are. That’s good to know. I know that nothing has ever been leaked of what the boys have done at the clubs. Nate has just as much to lose as we do if anything got out; he prides himself on having the tightest security around.
