Winston is waiting for us in the lobby. It’s about thirty minutes before we pull into a circular driveway and park in front of a grand building. The grounds around it are breathtaking. We are escorted onto an expansive covered patio that overlooks the polo field from above. Across from us is covered seating that’s beginning to fill up with people. An older couple stands to greet us. The woman has beautiful dark skin and appears younger than she probably is. The man is tall with graying hair and blue eyes.
The woman embraces Adam and says, “You get better looking every time I see you.” I know what she means.
“Hello, Jane. It’s nice to see you again. Ted, how are you?” Adam shakes the man’s hand firmly and then turns to introduce me. “This is my girlfriend, Violet.” They shake my hand, both smiling brightly. I smile and say hello.
We sit down and Jane offers me white wine. “Yes, thank you.” I say. She doesn’t offer Adam a drink.
After a few more pleasantries, Ted gets up and says, “We should go and get ready. Did Adam tell you what a great polo player he is?”
I can feel myself blush as I say honestly, “No, he didn’t.” I look at Adam slightly bemused as he gets up. He leans down to kiss me and whispers in my ear, “I hope you’ll cheer for me. I’ll be playing for you, sweetheart.” My heart skips a beat as I nod yes. We watch the two men walk away. Jane tells me they’ve been friends of Adam’s parents for a very long time and actually met here in Barbados, where Jane is from.
“It’s so nice to see Adam with someone,” she says. “He always seems to be alone. I know he’s dated a lot. His mother told me. How long have you been together?”
She has a nice manner and I feel comfortable with her. “We’ve been seeing each other for almost four months now.”
“That’s nice, and how did you meet?”
“Oh, we met through work. I’m a paralegal.” I guess his mother didn’t tell her everything.
“That’s a good way to meet people, especially now-a-days. Well, you both seem very happy. I’m delighted to see it.”
“Oh, thank you, we are. And thank you for inviting us today. I’ve never been to a polo match before.” She looks up as we hear the announcement over the speakers that the match is about to start. The teams line up parallel to each other and look impressive on their horses. Adam is in the first position on his team. Jane explains that is a lead position and needs to be someone who is an accurate hitter looking for opportunities to score as well as defending against the third player of the opposing team. That’s a lot, but I think I get it. Nevertheless, Adam has an important role to play in this game. Why does that sound eerily familiar? I grin to myself.
Even though his team is all in white, Adam stands out with his stature and dark hair. He looks prestigious and smoking hot straddling a beautiful gray and white horse. All I know about polo is that it requires horses, mallets, a ball, and hot players, whom I’ve seen in a magazine once or twice. Both teams are definitely fit. A large smile crosses my lips even though my eyes remain only on Adam. I take a few pictures of him and his team with my iPhone.
The match begins and the players move swiftly. I can hear the mallets clack with each smack of the ball and the galloping hooves of the horses. Clumps of dirt rise and Adam’s pants are no longer white. I find myself on the edge of my seat when I see him snatch the ball from an opposing player and their horses seem like they’re going to collide but they don’t. I know he’s a very skilled rider and can see he’s a skilled polo player too. When he scores, I jump up in my seat and cheer. He looks over at me and nods. I wave back, feeling so proud that I’m here with him and that he’s mine.
Jane, too, is on the edge of her seat as Ted reaches the ball. We watch in anticipation as he passes it to another player who scores. We both clap and I ask, “How many teams are there?”
“There are about twelve regular teams, but this is a charity match. The funds from this will be given to a local children’s orphanage.”
“Oh, that’s great.” The match continues and it’s very exciting to watch, especially when you sleep with one of the players. We both jump out of our seats when our team wins. A few announcements are made and the crowd cheers as both teams leave the field. Jane orders some appetizers and two scotches for the men. My wine glass is refilled. We clink glasses and soon see Adam and Ted coming towards us. Adam’s hair is wet, no doubt from a well-needed shower. We stand proudly to greet them even though I really want to run into his arms. Adam sits down, taking my hand.
I feel aroused at having watched him excel at something else. The fact that it’s polo makes me hornier for some reason. It must be the heat! I really want him right now and squeeze his hand. He looks over at me with those sexy eyes and squeezes my hand hard, making me flinch. My juices are flowing. I change gear when I turn my attention to the couple seated across from us as we begin to converse.
I say, sounding excited, “What a game. You both played so well.” Jane agrees.
Ted says, “It was a good energetic match. I like matches like that.”
Adam pipes in. “Me too, a couple of times I had to reign in my horse, he wanted to outrace the others a few times.” The man and his horse make a good match. We enjoy the appetizers, converse, and finish our drinks. Adam looks at me, letting me know it’s time to go. We stand up and say goodbye to Jane and Ted and thank them for inviting us. As we get to the main entrance of the club, Winston dutifully appears and brings the car up to the door for us. It’s about 6:30 when we get back to the suite.
“What time are we having dinner?”
“At 8:30.” He grins as I wrap my arms around his neck and begin pushing him backward to the sliding doors.
“I want you now Adam, right now. Why didn’t you tell me you were such a good polo player and that you were even playing polo today?”
“I didn’t want you to feel pressured to go. This is your vacation too.” I grin and press down firmly on his lips and direct him out to the terrace.
“You know, the second I saw that hammock, I started getting ideas. Have you ever fucked on a hammock?” I ask confidently.
“No, I haven’t. What now, sexy?” he asks. This only makes me hornier. He pulls the curtains closed around the terrace and struts back over to me. It takes less than 10 seconds to get undressed. Pushing him down on the hammock, I straddle him with my feet still on the ground. We kiss passionately for a while. My lips trail kisses down his neck; he moans, and I like that. When I reach his chest, I kiss and suck his nipples and run my tongue over them, making them hard like his cock that I can now feel against my inner thighs. My urge to feel his cock in me is all I can think about. I slowly mount him while locking eyes. It’s hot looking down at him. My body moves up and down and when I lean forward my breasts glide across his chest. He likes that.
“Ahh,” I moan as I increase my speed. The hammock starts to sway a bit and Adam closes his eyes lost in my seduction this time. The scorching tingles running through my vagina are strong and increase each time I slide down over his hard cock. While fucking him faster, I lean forward grabbing onto Adam’s hands for leverage. I grind myself against him each time I lower myself. “Ahhh,” I groan getting closer to the finish line. He moans loudly and begins to move his hips; we are both thrusting now, me from the top and him beneath me. It’s exhilarating, fucking amazing.
“I’m on the edge, Adam.”
“Me too, Babe. You ride my cock like a jockey. Fuck, you look hot!” I ride him harder, moving swiftly over his cock. Soon, I explode over him. My body lunges forward as my head comes to rest on his chest. I feel his cock pulsating so I know he’s climaxed. Breathing heavy, we remain joined as one, listening to the sound of the waves.
“That was amazing. It always is with you,” I say, still breathless.
He strokes my hair, “You ride really well, Babe. I really enjoyed that. You deserve first prize!” He kisses me before he l
ifts me up and jumps off the hammock to go inside, leaving me lounging in it. Then, calling out to me, he says, “We should get ready. We need to leave soon.”
I begrudgingly get up and saunter into the bathroom to get ready. Just before 8, we’re both ready. Adam looks handsome in navy fitted pants and a crisp white fitted shirt. Being our last night, I put on a more formal dress that’s a white brocade material with accents of light pink and green. It fits snugly around my breasts, showing cleavage, clings to my waist and hips, and sits just above the knee. I feel sexy and elegant. Adam approves, I can tell by the look on his face.
“You look really nice in that dress.” From behind his back he presents me with a string of pearls and fastens them around my neck. I just know they work perfectly with the dress.
“Oh, they’re lovely and so unexpected. Really, you didn’t have to do this. This vacation is beyond generous already.”
He squeezes my shoulders affectionately. “My mother said every woman should have a string of pearls. I am glad you like them. You should have pearls of your own. I want you to have what every woman should have and more.”
I protest no more, instead feeling secure as he wraps his arms around me. What he just said is so meaningful and genuine. “I love them. Thank you.” I turn around and kiss him before turning back to the mirror to admire them. I see him smile behind me in the mirror. I turn and take his hand as we leave to find Winston waiting for us in the lobby.
The restaurant is stunning and also overlooks the ocean. You can hear the sound of the waves as we walk in and are seated at an elegant private table.
I look around and say, “This is really nice. Honestly, this entire trip has been way more than I expected. It really has.”
He takes my hand from the across the table. “I like being with you. Everything seems so much more meaningful with you.”
In this moment, I want to tell him how much I love him, more than words can express. He knows I love him, but he has no idea how much. I sigh inwardly composing myself at the thought of being so brutally honest. I don’t know how he will react so instead I say, “Me too. I love being with you.” He squeezes my hand.
The waiter appears with menus; Adam orders a bottle of wine and the waiter seems impressed by his selection. We look over the menu.
He asks, “What do you want to eat?”
“I’ll start with the scallops and then have the swordfish dish. What about you?”
“I’m going to start with scallops too and have the seared tuna.” The waiter returns with a bottle of white wine. He presents it to Adam, who nods. We watch the waiter open the bottle and pour into Adam’s glass to taste. He approves by nodding yes again. The waiter pours our wine and leaves the bottle in a silver ice bucket near the table.
“I hope you like this wine. It’s a very good one.”
I take a sip and smile back at Adam. “It’s delicious. Where’s it from?”
“It’s a 2007 Chablis from France.”
“It’s perfect, like all the wines you’ve given me. You do know your wines. And this place is beautiful. I love the sound of the waves; it makes this dinner even more romantic.”
“Good. It’s our last night here. It should be special. Have you enjoyed our mini-vacation?”
“If I had a score card, it would be twenty out of ten. I mean that. The entire trip has been fantastic. Hey, you really surprised me in town on Friday night. I didn’t take you for the street party kind of guy. You’re always so impeccably polished and businesslike. I really didn’t see that coming. I liked it a lot, though.”
“You really do think I’m intense and all proper, don’t you? I recall you calling me uptight not that long ago. If I’d known then what I know now, I would’ve spanked you for that comment.” He laughs. A warm sensation flares in me when he says that and I have to grin as I shuffle in my seat. He continues, grinning back at me, “I do know how to relax and have fun you know. I am human.” He laughs again. “I’m not all prim and proper in the bedroom, so it shouldn’t totally surprise you.” He has a wicked grin on now.
“No, you’re definitely not. But you did surprise me on Friday. Boy can you move your hips. I was soaking in seconds, having you rubbing against me like that.”
He chuckles, “You turned on drives me crazy, Babe. Your hips were on fire too, if I recall.”
“Yes, you make it so easy.” Our appetizers arrive, interrupting my next thought. The waiter refills our wine glasses. The scallops are perfect served with creamed leeks.
“Mmm, the scallops are delicious.” Adam looks over at me with his mouth full and nods in agreement.
“There are so many nice restaurants here. Would you like to come back?”
“Yes I would, but you will have to let me pay, or contribute at least. I’m beginning to feel like a kept woman.”
He’s thinking, I can tell. He takes another sip of his wine as those dark piercing blue eyes lock on mine. He says quietly. “This was my idea and a surprise for you. Seeing you happy is important to me. I hope you know that.”
“I do and I appreciate all of it. I just want to help out in some small way, that’s all.”
He purses his lips. “Okay, what would you suggest then?”
“I could pay rent?”
“No need. I own the apartment and there’s no mortgage.”
“I could pay for groceries?”
“Why? I need to buy them anyway and, besides, Joyce takes care of that. I give her an allowance, which I haven’t needed to adjust since we’ve been together so again, there’s no need.”
Oh he’s such a quick thinker, and very good at this. “Okay, let me pay for dinner tonight then.”
He hesitates and then says, “I wish you had asked that before I ordered the wine.”
“I can afford it Adam. Since you’ve been covering all my living expenses, I‘ve been able to save money and I have the extra cash from renting my apartment. Please? It will make me very happy.”
“Of all the things you could ask for, you want to buy me dinner. I may blush.” He grins and doesn’t really blush, but I do. “You really are one of a kind, Violet. I don’t want to upset you on our last night. Okay, if you insist you can take care of dinner. Are you happy now?”
“Yes, I am.” I can’t believe he’s giving in to me.
“You really don’t want a thing from me do you?”
“No, I told you that from day one. It’s only you I want, the flesh and blood Adam Stone. That’s all.” My face is serious when I look over at him. I wanted to add ‘and your love.’
He’s speechless for a moment. He leans forward, taking my hand and looks deep into my eyes, it’s a lovely moment. He then finds his words, “You make me feel so good about who I am and so wanted. No one has done that for me, ever. I’m so glad we found each other.”
“Me too.” We are both lost in our tender moment, content with holding hands and listening to the waves. We smile at each other when our eyes meet. I’m thinking how I couldn’t imagine a day without him.
Our main courses are served and when I take my first taste, my mouth bursts with delicious flavor. I smile as I say, “This is really nice. Want to try some?”
“Sure and you try some of mine. It’s very good.” We exchange forks and yes, both our meals are fabulous.
“Is all okay at work?” I ask.
“Yes and let’s not discuss work on our last night here. I just like being here with you like this. It feels good.”
“Yeah, it does for me too. I haven’t thought of work even once.” He smiles widely, the celebrity smile!
“I like keeping you interested and eager too.”
“Oh, I’m always eager with you. I’ve told you, I can’t get enough of you.” This banter is turning me on. I want to get back so I can have him.
He grins and says, “How about we share bread pudding
for dessert and then us later?”
“I totally approve of that.” He winks at me. When it arrives, Adam feeds me and then himself.
When it’s time to leave, I ask for the bill for the very first time with him. He smiles over at me as I do. “Are you sure?” I nod yes. Some of Adam’s sentimental words roll through my mind, making me realize this dinner was worth every single penny. I make him feel good about himself and wanted, and that makes me very happy. Paying gives me a sense of independence, because Adam seems to just take care of everything.
Back at the suite, Adam walks me out to the patio. My eyes widen with surprise. On the beach in front of us is a four-poster queen-sized bed set up under a canopied area with privacy curtains blowing in the breeze. This sight is so romantic! Around the bed on the surrounding beach are numerous tall glass candle holders with lit candles in them. The flickering candles add such ambience to the already beautiful setting. There’s an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and a tray with sliced fruit, including guava, pineapple, mango and what looks like melted chocolate in a bowl. This all seems to fit in perfectly in this erotic beautiful place. I look up at him, still in awe of what I see.
He sounds so gentle when he says, “I thought we could spend our last night here on the beach and listen to the waves together. I know how much you like to hear them.” We walk hand in hand to the bed.
He releases my hand as I sit on the bed and, while maintaining eye contact, begins to remove his shirt. He walks shirtless around the bed, closing the privacy curtains and looks very sexy doing it. Pulling me up, he stands behind me and slowly lowers the zipper of my dress. I can feel his warm breath on my neck. I step out of the dress, left in heels, my bra, and panties. He moves in front of me to look me over and smiles approvingly. He kisses me as he removes my bra and kisses my belly as he kneels to remove my panties and heels. Tingling sensations flurry through my entire body with each touch and kiss. He lifts me up swiftly and lays me down on the bed. He straddles me and leans down to kiss me. The curtains sway in the gentle breeze and when they do I can see the candles flicker. This is so perfect! I watch Adam reach for a piece of mango. He puts the fruit to his lips and begins to suck the juice from it while maintaining eye contact with me. Just watching this bare-chested man eating the mango the way he does makes me squirm. I know what he can do with that mouth. He leans down and kisses me so I can taste the sweetness of the mango he has just devoured. One of his hands trails down my neck. I moan into his mouth as he does this. He kisses me for a while and then reaches for a slice of pineapple. He dangles it over my mouth. He grins at me, a wicked grin. I wait for his next move. He slides the fruit across my lips very seductively and then he lets me bite into it. I chew slowly while he watches. He takes a another piece of mango and like a paint brush, circles it around my nipples, making them even harder and erect. When I look down, I can see mango pulp spread over my breasts and it arouses me even more.
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