Paradise: The Paradise Club Series

by Low, JA

“Each room has its own private host. We choose the person based on the client’s preferences they submit before they arrive. We make sure we select the right people to make their holiday the most enjoyable it can be.”

  “You’ve thought of everything.”

  “We have dedicated spa areas for massages… the sexual and non-sexual kind. People are here to relax and have a holiday, they don’t necessarily need to have sex twenty-four seven. That’s why we have so many activities for the guests like day tours, the best restaurants, luxury boutiques, bars, everything a normal resort offers. It’s just that we have a little bit extra.”

  They most certainly do.

  I mean, I’m sold.

  Sign me up for a life membership.

  “Over there…” he swings around, “… set away from the beach is a large glass room.” Nate points between the palm trees to a large glassed off area. “This is made for the voyeurs and exhibitionists. They can come straight off the beach to the open showers. As you can see, there’s enough space for more than a couple of people.”

  “That looks like a fun experience.” I don’t think I’d mind if people watched Nate give me an extra soapy shower between the palm trees.

  “There’s a whole section of the resort on the other side of the island which is dedicated to certain kinds of fetishes. Anything you could desire, within legal reason, is catered for with our state-of-the-art facilities. I scoured the world for the best masters I could find… they also helped me design the playground.”

  The place is huge. I’d be totally lost if Nate hadn’t shown me around.

  “As this is a resort, most of the areas are spread out across the island. We wanted people to get out of their comfort zones and explore. You never know what you might discover around the next corner.”

  “It’s like a naughty scavenger hunt.”

  He chuckles as we drive a little more.

  “I’ve also included a smaller version of The Paradise Club at the resort. The only catch is all the playrooms are open-door. We have so many closed-door areas on the island, so if someone wants to play away from everyone else, one of our staff will drive them to that venue.”

  Wow! How the hell has he come up with all this, and even more so logistically worked it all out. I’m impressed. I mean I knew he had a great business mind because you don’t get where you are by not being savvy, but listening to him speak so passionately about his business, about trying to give people the best, safest experience that he can, yeah, it gets me hot. Not going to lie. Nate’s brain turns me on.

  After our tour, we spend the day in meetings finalizing organization of the soft launch of the resort in a couple of days.

  There’s so much work to do, and so little time before the guests begin to arrive.

  25

  Nate

  We’ve been working hard for the last couple of days concentrating on what we need to do for the Grand Opening. We haven’t really had much time to explore the delights of the resort in its full capacity, not that Camryn and I haven’t been having fun together. Most nights we come home to my villa, grab a bottle of wine, and talk business.

  Yep. Talking work does it for me, and listening to Camryn speak about strategies really gets me going.

  Once dinner is done, we might have a naked swim in the pool, which leads to lots of fucking on the edge, or a late-night swim at the beach with a nice outdoor shower, which leads to more fucking, or we could be watching Netflix and chilling on my couch, and next thing I know Camryn’s riding my dick.

  Not going to lie, I kind of like what’s going on between us.

  I enjoy coming back to my villa and finding her relaxing with no makeup on and messy hair, and a wine glass in her hand while hunched over her laptop. She might be humming to a song in the background or sucking on a pen. Then she will look up at me with those bright green eyes, and I can see the excitement register once she notices me. Sometimes, she will jump up and wrap herself around me, or other times I’m so overcome by her that I just kiss her. Nothing more, just a sweet tender kiss—one that takes both of our breaths away.

  I know whatever’s happening between us isn’t going to last forever. I mean we’re both on two different life paths which may cross over now and then, but mainly we are heading in opposite directions. Also, I can’t give her the time she deserves, not with everything that’s going on in both of our careers, and Camryn deserves more. She deserves to be treated like the goddamn queen that she is. She deserves a man who will give her everything this world offers. She deserves a man who will remain faithful to her.

  How can I in this life?

  It’s not like I’ve been wanting to sleep with anyone else, but what happens if I do and things have progressed further in a relationship between us? I’m just going to be like all those other dickheads she’s dated and break her heart. I’m going to be just like fucking Harris, and I don’t want to do that to her.

  Maybe it’s good Camryn’s friends are coming to the island to hang out with her. That way we can put some distance between us. She can explore the island with them and without me. While she’s doing that, I can get my life back to normal before this blonde whirlwind has come in and messed everything up.

  We are both living in a fantasy world, one I’ve created.

  This, whatever it is, can’t work outside of the island.

  “Hey...” Camryn bounds into the living room. “Want to have some fun?”

  “Continue…” I give her a smirk, wanting to know what she has in mind.

  “It’s late, but I was kind of hoping that maybe we could…” She bites her bottom lip as she nervously looks around the room. She has my full attention now, so I lean in closer. “Try that giant shower near the beach?” Her words are tumbling from her mouth so quickly it’s hard to keep up. I know instantly what she’s talking about. I remember showing her on the tour, and her eyes lighting up when she saw it. Her mind’s probably filled with all sorts of sexy scenarios. “Before my friends come.” She seems nervous about her friends coming. I’m not sure who they are, not that it matters because they have been vetted by the team.

  “Of course.” Reaching out for her, I pull her into my arms, and she comes willingly, straddling me on the couch. “Might have to get you nice and dirty first, though.”

  Camryn looks at me and smiles. “I like your thinking, Mr. Lewis,” she replies while rubbing herself against me.

  Fuck me, simply touching Camryn has my dick achingly hard.

  Her hand pulls me out of my shorts, then she starts long, hard strokes, which has me closing my eyes. I’m going to miss her grip when this ends, no one has gotten me off so quickly and easily as Camryn can. She continues to tug on me, revving me up, teasing me. She likes it when I can’t take it any longer and take her hard and rough. She likes it when I’m in control. She loves letting me take the lead but not all the time.

  “I need you, Camryn.” Want courses through my body, so undeniable, it’s hard to control myself.

  “Not yet,” she whispers in my ear. “Save it for the shower,” she purrs.

  What? No! I need her now.

  Camryn moves from my lap where all my blood has flowed into my dick, and I’ve lost brain capacity.

  “Come on, Nate. I’ll drive.” She calls me with her finger, and I go, willingly. I would follow her into the depths of hell in this moment because all I can think about is fucking her into oblivion.

  We jump into the golf buggy, my dick aching as we sit. I can’t help myself as we hurtle the buggy through the rainforest, then along the beach path until we find the clear box which is illuminated in the dark, dense forest, like a shiny beacon. Camryn’s out of the buggy and giggling as she skips along the sandy path toward it. She’s shed her white slip dress, she’s kicked off her flip-flops, and she’s not wearing a bra or panties.

  Damn, this woman.

  Quickly, I follow after her. She’s already in the shower as I reach the glass, and she has placed a sign up indicating ‘Do Not D
isturb - Viewing Only,’ meaning she just wants me to fuck her, but everyone else can watch. I feel like this is our last hurrah before everything changes tomorrow with the arrival of her group of friends.

  If this is what she wants, I’ll gladly give it to her.

  “Camryn…” I call her name as I open the door to the glass box. “There’s a camera in here.” I point to the tiny little black box in the corner, and she stills. “No one can record the stream. No one can hear what’s going on inside the box, but they are notified via their tablet if they want to watch.” Her eyes widen. “There’s a button here…” I point to the button beside the door. “If I press it, it will cut the feed.” She looks over at it and screws up her eyebrows. “Do you want me to stop it?”

  Camryn doesn’t move, her eyes continue to stare at the button, then she finally answers, “No. I want them to be jealous when they watch us. To wish they could be fucking either one of us. I want them to get off watching you with me.”

  My dick is frantically pushing against my shorts. Moving my hand away from the button, I drop my shorts and close the door behind me. She eyes me appreciatively.

  “It’s just you and me inside here.” Biting her lip, she nods in agreement. “Sit on the step, Camryn.” There’s a seat to one side of the shower area, the perfect height to be used for practically anything we wish. “Open those thighs for me, sweetheart.”

  Camryn does as she is told, sitting on the cold step.

  “Now, put on a show for our viewers because we have some.” She tilts her head in a questioning way as I continue, “I can see how many people are watching via the tablet in the wall.” She spins her head around spying the hidden screen, and she smiles. We watch the numbers jump as people log on. “Show them just how beautiful you look coming all over my face.”

  Falling to my knees, my fingers grip her luscious thighs, spreading them wider for me. There’s a slight back to the step which she lays against, angling her pussy toward me. Like the starved man I am, my head falls between her thighs as my tongue swipes across her slit, one, two, three times, and it makes her hiss. Her fingers dig into the skin of my shoulders while I’m lost in her scent, her taste, her warmth. Being on my knees before her is exactly where I’m supposed to be, even if it’s for the short term.

  “Nate,” Camryn hisses as I continue my assault on her pussy. “More… more.” Her voice raises meaning she’s getting closer.

  Adding a couple of fingers with my tongue has her practically growling, her tight little cunt squeezes my fingers as they move inside of her. I’ve mapped every inch of her body these past couple of days, and I know the exact route to her explosive zone. My fingers curl and caress that tight bundle of nerves which has her panting.

  “Nate. Oh God, Nate…” she pants.

  I have no idea if anyone is watching anymore because my sole focus is on her and her pleasure as I continue to get her off.

  “Fuck, fuck, yes. Oh, good God, yes,” Camryn screams as she comes all over my fingers and mouth. Her tiny convulsions continue as I slowly bring her back down to earth.

  Sitting back on my heels, I give her a satisfied grin as I wipe her from my lips.

  “I’m going to miss that tongue, Mr. Lewis.” Camryn’s cheeks are flushed, her pupils are wide, and a lazy smile hangs from her lips.

  “I’m going to miss that sweet pussy, Miss Starr.”

  “Looks like we have some fans.”

  Looking over my shoulder, I see about ten people in various states of arousal watching us.

  “Shall we give them a show?”

  “Yes.” She grins.

  “Turn around.”

  Camryn does as she’s told. Placing her against the step, she opens her legs wide for me. Standing behind her, I give her gorgeous ass a hard slap, making her gasp, and her cheek turns a nice shade of pink. She turns her head and smiles at me , so I do it again, which makes her bite her lip, but she continues watching me. I slap the other cheek now, jolting her forward an inch or two, while she hums with appreciation. I slap her again, this time my hand hitting her plump pussy lips, which makes her squeal because they’re still sensitive from her orgasm. If only I had a whip, that would be perfect. Looking around the space, I spot her white slip dress made of linen. I am sure it will have a little bite to it. Grabbing the material, I roll it up until it’s the perfect thickness.

  “Open wide.” I nudge her thighs apart with my knee then flick the material against her cheeks, working it out after each slap. Camryn is wriggling after each hit. Lining her up, the material hits her pussy at the right angle, and she falls forward on a hiss. I do it again and again in quick succession, which has her panting then collapsing forward on her forearms, exposing her wet pussy to me.

  “Show them how much you like it, Camryn,” I remind her of our audience.

  Another succession of slaps across her rear have her panting and gasping with need. Her cunt glistens under the night stars as she tries to control the orgasm that’s building.

  “They can see how fucking wet you are, Camryn. They wish they could savor every last drop of you. But, they can’t because you’re mine.” I’m determined to make her come now that I can see how much she likes it. Another couple of sharp strikes has her screaming out. “That’s it, sweetheart. Give them more. Show them how much you love to be punished. That you’re a bad girl.”

  Camryn bites her lip as another couple of swats connect with her skin, this time harder.

  “You like it, don’t you?” She nods her head. “You like me showing them what a naughty girl you are.” Her head jerks again. “You’re mine to punish. You’re mine to pleasure.” Hitting her clit has her knees almost buckling. “No one knows what you want like I do,” I continue talking, but don’t let up on the strikes. “I’m the only one who knows how to please you… fuck you… to care for you.”

  Slap.

  Slap.

  Slap.

  I continue until she comes undone with the next hard strike right across her pussy. My chest is heaving with exhilaration as the material falls away from my hand. I’m lost to the thrill of it as I step closer to her. My fingers dig into her hips as I line my dick with her swollen pussy and enter her.

  Fuck! Yes.

  She feels so warm. So slick. So tight.

  I’m so lost inside her as I thrust, losing all semblance of decency as I fuck her wildly. Raw need has taken over, and it’s uncontrollable.

  I take and take and take until I can’t anymore. Until I physically cannot hold on. Until she has taken everything from me that I willingly give. Until the fucking stars in the sky blur, and a wild roar leaves my body as I come.

  Something inside of me cracks.

  Shatters.

  Something changes.

  No. I can’t do this.

  Pulling myself quickly from her sweet cunt, I grab my shorts and put them on. By the time I turn back, Camryn has a concerned look on her face.

  “Are we going to talk about what just happened?”

  Dammit, it’s as if she can read my fucking mind.

  I don’t like it, not one little bit.

  “No.” Grabbing my T-shirt, I throw her white dress over to her.

  “Okay,” she replies with a raised brow while slipping the material over her gorgeous body.

  We silently pass the voyeurs who have either finished or are still going.

  We don’t say a word as we hop into the golf buggy and head home.

  26

  Camryn

  “Are we going to talk about what happened?” I question Nate as we enter his villa.

  “No,” the stubborn fool answers me again.

  “Nate.” Grabbing his arm, I attempt to gain his attention. “I can handle whatever it is.” He frowns. “If you don’t want me anymore, it’s fine.”

  Nate tenses. “You think I don’t want you anymore?” His voice raises as he rakes his fingers through his thick brown hair. “That is so far from what happened.”

  “Then what
did happen?”

  “I realized all this…” he moves his hand around us, “… is over.”

  Oh. Realization hits me too.

  “Do you not want this to end?” Hope springs in my chest because I’ve been feeling the same way. Our time together has been great, and I’m sad that it’s ending.

  Nate’s face softens as he looks at me. “I will never be the man you deserve, Camryn.” Crap! That’s a sucker punch to the chest. “I can’t be what you need.”

  “How do you know what I need?” My anger bubbles to the surface at his assumption.

  “I know you, Camryn.”

  “No, you damn well don’t.” I raise my voice. “You have no idea what’s going on inside of me. You have no idea what I want and from whom.”

  Nate doesn’t seem convinced. I can tell by the shaking of his head.

  Ugh. How did this night go from epic to crap in two point five seconds?

  Storming off, I head toward our room.

  “Camryn,” he calls after me. “I wish I were the man for you, but I’m not.”

  Turning quickly on my heels at the bottom of the stairs, I say, “I know you’re not the man for me.” This has him pausing in his steps. “Because the way you’re acting right now proves to me you don’t really know me at all.” His eyes widen. “Have I given you any indication that I want more?” He shakes his head. “Then why the fuck do you think I do?” Placing my hands on my hips, I keep going, “Why the hell are you giving me this bullshit speech of… blah… blah… blah? I’m not the man for you bullshit.” Nate simply stares at me like a deer caught in the headlights while he says nothing. “Exactly! I didn’t.” Turning around, I stomp upstairs to our bedroom and storm into the ensuite and angrily undress before jumping into the shower.

  “Camryn, I’m sorry. I thought after spending this week together…” Nate enters the bathroom, and I ignore him as I lather myself up. Goddamn men are dicks sometimes. “I…” He rubs the back of his neck nervously, and for the first time, Nate seems speechless. Wiping over the fogged-up screen of the shower door, so I can see his face before it mists over again, I angrily call out, “Get in the fucking shower, Nate.”