by Terra Kelly
“Well let’s make this a relaxing holiday for you both.”
I already loved the place.
“Would you like a second helping, sweetie?” Martha said, lifting the bowl of steamed carrots.
I leaned back in my seat and placed my hands over my stomach. “I don’t think I can eat another bite.”
The moment we’d set our bags in the room, Martha had knocked on the door. She had insisted we come down for dinner. We both never turned away food.
Now we were sitting at a table with six other guests. Plus, Martha and her husband, Bill, the guy who checked us in earlier, were enjoying dinner, too. The family-style eating was new for me, and I had a feeling it could quickly grow on me. When I lived at home with my parents, every one of us ate when we wanted. There was no family time. Nobody cared about sharing their day or swapping silly stories.
Here at this table, everyone took the time to introduce themselves. When it was my turn to share, and yes, I still had sunglasses on, I let them know I was a mixed martial arts fighter. There was a collective sigh and several that were saying oh several times.
“So that’s why you have sunglasses on,” Bill said, grabbing his napkin to wipe his face.
“Yeah.” I slid them off and everyone gasped. “I had a fight in Liverpool about thirty-six hours ago.”
“Did you, now?” Martha sounded excited which made me curious.
“Are you into MMA, Martha?” I leaned up and rested my arms on the table.
“Well sometimes. When it becomes bloody, I have to look away.”
“I understand that.” It was a good thing she didn’t watch my fight the other night because it became a blood bath.
She raised her spoon. “I think my son loves it, though. Well, he did when he still lived at home.”
“It’s a fun sport,” I said, feeling a bit awkward.
“Are you on holiday because you wanted to celebrate your win?” Bill asked.
“We wanted to take a trip just because I knew we couldn’t go to England without enjoying a little exploring.” Which was true. I was hell-bent on taking some time off. It had only taken me a minute to convince Brooks; he was on board at the mention of beaches. At first, I wanted Lily and Julian to join too, but Lily insisted we take time just the two of us. She knew we needed that alone time.
Brooks and I had slowly become a couple out of the blue. There was no courting stage. One day everyone knew we were together. Lily felt taking this trip would help strengthen our relationship. Honestly, I thought we were pretty tight already.
Brooks squeezed my thigh, taking me out of my thoughts. “Huh?”
“Martha’s curious about our plans for the trip.” Brooks winked.
I had the itinerary all mapped out in my head, so that’s why he let me take the lead on the question. “Oh, nothing fancy. Just lying on a beach. Eating amazing food. Relaxing a lot.”
“No real sightseeing?” Martha sounded shocked.
“Probably not this trip. Maybe next time.”
“Then you need to make sure to enjoy Lulworth Cove. The beach is just stunning.”
I glanced over at Brooks and grabbed his hand. “We’ll do that tomorrow.” Then I turned back to the sweet older woman. “I’m excited to explore Durdle Door.”
She placed her hand on her chest. “It’s magical. Oh, you will immediately fall in love with that beach. You may want to just stay there.” She winked.
“That’s what I like to hear.” It was further confirmation we choose wisely on our destinations for this trip. “I think my boss would be sad if I just up and disappeared.”
“Good to know. If you don’t come back one evening, we’ll send off the alarm bells.” Bill chuckled and took a drink of his water.
Somehow this conversation felt odd even though we were all laughing. Every time I thought about someone watching me on this trip, the fear of being taken messed with my mind. Bill’s words gave me a little ease.
Of course, nothing was going to happen, though.
“Finally”—Brooks pushed me backward into the room—“we’re alone.”
I was trying not to trip over anything as we made our way inside. Brooks used his foot and kicked the door shut and then did some quick Matrix movement and locked us in. “Look at you all stealth and shit.”
He surprised me by pushing me onto the bed. “Now, you need to keep things a little quieter than normal. Think you can handle that?”
“Depends on what you have in store tonight.” I sat up and tucked my hands around the waistband of his jeans to tug him forward. “I can’t give you any promises.”
“Oh, is that how you’re going to play.”
“Maybe.”
I stood and jumped into his arms. Something came over me, and suddenly the cat in heat was at it again. The man made my hormones spike every second of the day. I bent and kissed him, but it was more than just a simple kiss. He opened immediately, allowing me access. I took what he offered and more by exploring every part of his mouth. He tasted of bourbon and a hint of lemon. The flavors took me over the edge, and I needed more.
“Charlie…” He tried to pull me back a few inches. “Why the rush?”
“Rush?” I said, panting. “Can’t a girl get all hot over her man?”
“Well, when you put it that way.” He nodded for me to continue accosting him. “Carry on.”
God, I loved this man. I stopped suddenly at that thought.
“What? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I shook my head, clearing away that word. “Totally fine.” Bending down again, I took what I needed.
Brooks stumbled backward, slamming his back against the dresser. I tightened my legs around his waist and leaned back to strip off his shirt. As I rubbed my hands up his chest, letting the hair slide through my fingers, he squeezed my ass and untucked my T-shirt. There was a chair next to the dresser. He moved over and let his body fall into the cushion. I fumbled with the button on his jeans and then started to unbutton and unzip them. He made me stop for a brief moment to pull my shirt the rest of the way off.
“Brooks,” I moaned.
“Tell me what you need?”
I stood up and slid my leggings off. Then I placed my hands behind his knees and tugged his body forward. I reached into the open compartment of his boxers and took what I needed. “This.” Dropping to my knees, my one hand was resting on his thigh for support, and the other circled around the whole length of him. Before bending down and taking what I had been craving since the airplane bathroom, I asked teasingly, “Is that okay?”
He only moaned.
Finally, I took what was mine. I wrapped my mouth around him moving up and down at a slow pace in the beginning. Each time my mouth came up, I circled my tongue around the tip and then dropped down again. I continued those movements but slowly started to increase my pace. My hand on his thigh moved to cup his balls and carefully move them around while letting my mouth create extreme pleasure for us both.
“Charlie,” he ground out. I moaned, creating more friction. “Fuck do that again.”
He asked, and I delivered. With every movement, I moaned and never stopped. After a few minutes of this beautiful rhythm, I could feel him get harder, and then he released. I never stopped until I knew he was done. Then to play a little unfairly, as I moved my mouth off him, I sucked hard on the tip and then lifted my head. “You evil woman. Paybacks, baby.”
“Give it your best shot, Hollywood.”
He lunged forward pushing me onto the floor. “You sure about that?”
“Oh, I’m sure. Why are you making me wait?”
Brooks stood to remove his jeans and boxers and then joined me back on the floor. The only piece of clothing left were my panties. He tapped the juncture in between my thighs. “We need these removed. Should I rip them off or slide them off?”
“What are you feeling tonight?”
“Rip.”
I threw my arms to the side and opened my legs. “I’m a
ll yours.”
He dropped his head and bit down on fabric. The movement caused me to jump and grip the rug a little tighter. “You smell so good.” I saw his tongue move up, and then he lifted his head to face me. “Should we continue this evil game?”
“I fucking want you inside me so bad,” I ground out, lifting my behind in the air.
He never said a word; instead, he reached down and found a way to rip my panties into two halves. After he tossed them over his shoulder, he lay down onto his chest and spread me apart for better access. Then he dropped his head and began to suck, nip, and lick. My body was struggling to stay focused. It was on the verge of a release. Right as I was about to have a mind-blowing orgasm, he lifted his head. “Maybe this is boring you. Should we do something else?” I pushed his head back down, feeling my body about ready to explode. “Or not,” he mumbled as he continued to make me feel alive. The moment he started to suck hard on my clitoris, I bucked up into the air and cried out my release. There were little baby aftershocks, so he never stopped pleasuring me.
“I may make you do this all night long.” I loved how my body felt.
He leaned up. “My jaw would need to be massaged several times.”
“That can be arranged.”
Brooks started to inch forward. “What was that about being inside you?”
I jumped up and grabbed his hand to tug him over to the bed. This time, I pushed him back onto the bed. “This.” I climbed onto his body and straddled his legs. “I want this.” I could feel his hard length, so I lifted slightly and managed to place him perfectly, and then I slid down slowly. “Brooks.” He placed his hands on my hips and squeezed tightly. I wanted to take it slow, but I could feel him grow bigger with each movement. “Fuck this slow shit.”
“That’s my girl.”
I moved my body back and forth at an increased pace not letting up. My orgasm slammed into me, causing me to fall forward. “I need you for a little bit longer, baby.”
Lifting my body up, he helped me move up down at the fast pace once again. After only a few moments, he cried out his release and tugged me back down. “Don’t leave me just yet.”
“Never.” If I could have Brooks inside me for hours, I would. Laying my head on his chest, I tucked my arms under his shoulders. “Think we kept everyone awake a little longer than we should?”
He nudged for me to lift my head. “I plan to keep them awake even longer.” I thought he was joking, but then I felt him start to get hard again.
“Mr. Moore.”
“It’s not my fault.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Let me take care of this problem.”
Thirteen
I heard a creek, probably from an old floor board on the outside of our room. It took me a moment to register where I was, and then last night popped into my mind. Smiling at the memories, I snuggled closer to Brooks.
“You okay, sunshine?”
“Now I am.” I wrapped my arms tighter around his body. After two more rounds, we finally snuggled under the covers and crashed out immediately. Thank goodness our room was on the second floor at the end of the hallway. Hopefully, we didn’t really keep anyone awake.
“We should get up and have breakfast with everyone.”
“But—”
He turned onto his side, leaning on his elbow and resting his head in his hand. “I think they would get a little suspicious if we stayed in our room all day long.”
“We could pretend to be newlyweds.”
Brooks scowled. “Pretend to be married?”
“Sure, they don’t have to know the truth.”
“Or we could really be newlyweds, and then we don’t have to lie.”
I sat up a little too quickly, throwing the covers off both of us. “What?” Did he just say what I thought he said? Hell, I couldn’t even say the three little words to him. What made him think I would want to get married?”
“Or not,” he said, sitting up to be eye level with me. “I wasn’t trying to upset you. I’m sorry.”
I shook my head. “No, I’m sorry. I went a little crazy there.” Moving my body to the edge of the bed to hop off, I let Brooks wrap his arm around my waist, preventing me from leaving. “What are you doing?”
“You can’t leave this bed until this is straightened out. Did I piss you off?” He pulled my body back to be flush with his.
“Not pissed,” I said, placing my hand on his thigh. “It confuses me and freaks me out.”
“Because of your dad?”
“Yeah, that and my self-confidence plays a role, too.”
“Then the subject is dropped as of this very moment.” He kissed my temple, making me feel awful. I quickly sat up on my knees to face him and dropped into his lap. “Charlie.”
“I care about you so damn much. You know that, right?”
“Of course I do.”
I placed my hands on either side of his face. “I’m working on this. I promise.”
He leaned forward and kissed me. “I’m not planning to go anywhere.” Then he kissed me again. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.”
“Good. I was prepared to fight for you, though.”
“Fight?”
“Always.” Pushing my body up, I shifted so I could straddle him. “I found somebody besides Lily I can completely trust. Do you really think I wouldn’t fight for you?”
“Well at least we have another thing in common.”
“Oh yeah.” I was mindlessly moving my fingers up and down his chest.
“I would move heaven or hell for you.”
His words took me by surprise. Brooks was the one man in my life, besides of course Jackson, who actually loved me for me. He wanted to see me succeed and helped to make my dreams happen. It felt good to know I had him by my side.
“Oh lovely, you both decided to join us for breakfast,” Martha said while stirring eggs in a pan.
“Good morning.” I smiled and sat down at the kitchen table. “We were tempted to sleep in, but it’s just too pretty out.” I reached for a scone in a small basket and took a bite.
Martha walked over and set the pan of scrambled eggs on the table. “Will you be going to the beach today?”
I placed my hand on Brooks’s thigh and squeezed lightly. “Yeah, I think we will. I need to see Durdle Door in person finally.”
Martha had placed a large array of food on the long kitchen table. I was struggling with deciding what to try first. The scone I’d grabbed the moment I sat down was amazing and full of buttery heaven. If this was how the woman fed her guests every day, I would need to work out on this trip.
“We should leave our cellphones here and go old school for the day.” Brooks handed me a pitcher of orange juice.
“Oh, that is very intriguing.” My mind tried to think about the positive thoughts to being electronics-free for the day. Then several negative thoughts flooded my mind and scratched the idea altogether. “We’ll see.”
Brooks must’ve been hungry because he polished off several of the items on the table. All the guests were gone, and I was waiting for him to finally throw in the towel. The moment he wrapped his arms around his mid-section, I burst out laughing. “I don’t think I can eat another bite.”
“Yeah, you are finally discovering that after shoveling in everything on this table.”
“I’m a growing boy. I need my nourishment.”
“And then some,” I teased.
I pushed back my chair and stood up. While I was in a full body stretch, I heard Bill call for Martha from another room. They both were so sweet. I was so happy we found this hotel. The food was going to make me fat, but I could just hit the gym harder after vacation.
“Let’s get ready for the beach.” I reached for Brooks’s hand to tug him up.
“Okay, stop nagging me woman.”
I smacked his ass as he walked past me. “That’s not nagging, but I can show you what is nagging if you want?”
“Upstairs after the bikini runway
show.”
I hopped up on his back and kissed the sweet spot behind his ear. “It’s finally time for the runway show?”
“Well I do need to pick out your bikini for the day.”
“Let’s see that fuchsia top with the teal bottom.” He pointed to the pile of bikinis littering the floor around my feet. I did as he asked. The moment I had the fuchsia top on, he surprised me by demanding another one. “What about the bright yellow top with the teal bottom?”
I reached for the yellow top and stopped suddenly. “You just want me to keep changing don’t you, so you can see my boobs more?”
“What? No. That’s ridiculous.” He struggled to hold in a laugh.
I stripped out of the bikini and threw it behind me. “Is that better?”
“Much.” He reached for my hand, causing me to stumble forward and fall into his lap. “So, electronics or no electronics today?”
“We’ll hide one in the car.” I knew I was being silly, but a part of me felt it was better to be safety girl.
“Just in case,” he teased.
“Hey, you never know. Plus, I have managed to see several creepers on this trip.”
He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. “I like the original bikini best.”
I must have looked like those cartoon characters with the way my eyes bugged out. “You made me go through all that, only to end up deciding on the first one?” I swatted at his arm. “Sneaky man.”
Brooks rubbed his hands over the length of my naked body, causing goosebumps to form. He picked me up to lay me on the bed and leaned down to start peppering light kisses all over me. “Hey, any way I can get you like this, I’ll do it.”
“All you have to do is ask.” I fisted my hands around the bottom of his shirt and tugged him closer. “Where is the nude beach you found?”
“Wait.” He sounded shocked. “You would go to one?”
“Why not?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know anyone here.”
He hopped up off the bed and ran over to where there was a stack of maps on the dresser. “It’s located in the opposite direction from where we planned to go today. The beach is called Studland and is only forty minutes from here.”
