Aloha Fantasy

by Devon Vaughn Archer

  “That’s a good philosophy to have,” Blair told her. “I’m sure Ashlyn feels the same way as she goes about her business, living it up in Chicago.”

  Danica smiled. “Seems like she’s having fun.”

  “I think that’s so great that you two decided to switch lives for a month.”

  “It was like, sure, why not?” Danica said. “Guess the wild and crazy side of both of us just decided it would be an adventure neither wanted to pass up.”

  Blair scratched her cheek. “Well, I hope you get everything from this adventure you were looking for.”

  “So do I.” Danica had little to complain about thus far, and plenty to look forward to.

  The doorbell rang, interrupting their amicable conversation.

  “Looks like you’ve got more company,” remarked Blair.

  As Danica got up, she noticed Boyd’s car in the driveway. She hoped it wouldn’t be too weird with him and Blair there together.

  Opening the door, she greeted Boyd with a warm smile. She couldn’t help but notice how handsome he looked in a gray polo shirt and charcoal pants. His Rasta locks were in a ponytail, giving him an even sexier look, if that was possible.

  Boyd looked down at her. “Did I come at a bad time?”

  “Not at all,” Danica said, realizing she had been so caught up in the man that she had failed to invite him in. “Please come inside…”

  “Hope you like chicken fried rice and chop suey—” Boyd stopped when he saw Blair, who had stood up. “Hello.”

  “Hey, Boyd.” Blair smiled unevenly. “Long time no see.”

  “Yeah, it has been a while.” Boyd gave a little grin. He had been avoiding her after things went sour between Blair and Richard, essentially leaving him and Ashlyn caught squarely in the middle. After debating the issue, he and his sister had agreed to divide their loyalties, with him siding with Richard. Even if he did not necessarily agree with how the man had handled things as his marriage was falling apart.

  Danica sensed the tension between them that was as thick as a wall of steel. She’d have to play the good hostess and try to smooth the waters.

  “Boyd brought some Chinese food,” she said to Blair. “You’re welcome to stay and have some with us.”

  “Definitely,” Boyd pitched in graciously. “There’s plenty to go around.”

  “Thanks, but I should probably be going,” Blair said. “I have a few errands to run.”

  “I’ll walk you outside,” Danica offered, and then eyed Boyd. “You can set the food in the dining room.”

  “Will do.” He liked that she had begun to settle into the place. As far as he was concerned, she was the lady of the house and the perfect replacement for Ashlyn, if only temporarily.

  “Chinese food, huh?” Blair giggled while they stood on the lanai.

  “His suggestion,” Danica said.

  “Are you two…?”

  “Just friends,” Danica stated. Never mind that they were heading toward something more than that. Or so it seemed.

  “Well have fun with your friend,” Blair said.

  “He’s your friend, too,” Danica insisted, sure that Boyd felt the same way. “Whatever issues you and your ex had, I don’t think that has to change anything with you and Boyd. Or even Ashlyn, for that matter.”

  “I suppose you’re right.” Blair sighed. “Anyway, I’ll let you get back to your guest.”

  Danica smiled. “I’m so glad you introduced yourself.”

  “So am I. We’ll have to go out sometime while you’re here.”

  “I’d love that,” Danica said.

  “I’ll call you about the pictures.”

  “Good. I’m looking forward to getting back to work.”

  Blair smiled. “Nothing wrong with a working vacation and you’ll be helping us out.”

  Danica was grateful for some business far away from home. With any luck she would make some lasting contacts for the future.

  * * *

  Boyd had already set the table when Danica came back in. Though he loved Chinese food, she was far more appetizing to him in a white cami, black track shorts and bare feet. Her loose hair hung nicely over one shoulder.

  “I really hope Blair didn’t leave on my account,” he said. Had she told Danica the story of her life?

  “She didn’t,” Danica replied, but wasn’t so sure about that. “We ran into each other on the beach.”

  “So now you have a girl to hang out with.”

  “Looks that way. Since she’s Ashlyn’s friend, the least I could do is pick up where she left off.”

  “Nice way of putting it.” He opened up a bottle of wine and filled two wine glasses. “I suppose she told you about her bitter divorce?”

  “I got a summarized version.” Danica took the seat closest to his, happy to see that they were ready to begin eating. She was still a little curious about his view of Blair. “I know that you sided with her ex and have been avoiding her.”

  Boyd raised a brow. “That what she told you?”

  “Are you denying it?”

  “Not exactly,” he said, pausing. “I knew Richard before he and Blair moved down the street. We were never that close, but when things between the two of them reached the point of no return, I really tried to steer clear of the fallout.”

  “So you’re okay with him cheating on her?” Danica had to ask as she put chicken fried rice on her plate.

  Boyd had a feeling she was testing his character and seeing if he had that “boys will be boys” attitude when it came to infidelity.

  “I’m never okay with marriages that end in divorce,” he answered diplomatically. “Apart from that, it wasn’t my place to pass judgment on either of them, as I wasn’t privy to the ins and outs of their marriage.”

  Danica could not argue with his philosophy. Still, she believed that the wife often got the short end of the stick in these types of marital breakups.

  “Have you ever cheated on anyone you were involved with?” she asked him.

  Boyd looked her in the eye while scooping chop suey out of the box. “Never,” he said straightforwardly. “I’ve always believed in being true to the woman in my life, and I’ve always expected the same in return.”

  “Nice to know.” Danica smiled at him. “I feel totally the same way.”

  “I wouldn’t have expected anything different.”

  “You really think you know me, huh?”

  “Yeah, I think so.” He watched her eat, enjoying the movement of her mouth. “One thing I know for sure about you, you’re sexy as hell when you eat.”

  “You’re full of it,” she told him even though desire swept over her.

  “I’m just telling it as I see it—or you.” Boyd felt like going over to her and attacking those lips as they moved this way and that while she chewed.

  She blushed, feeling as if he were seducing her right then and there. And it was working. All she could think about was carrying this to the next level—the bedroom.

  “Did you ever stop to think that it’s just as big a turn-on for me to watch you eat and play with your food?”

  He grinned. “Is that a fact?”

  “Yes, it is a fact,” she declared.

  “And what else turns you on about me?” he challenged her.

  Danica pretended to mull it over. “How about everything?”

  “I like the way your mind works.”

  “Just my mind?” she dared him.

  Boyd all but lost his appetite for the Chinese food and was ready to jump right for dessert with a beautiful woman who seemed just as hungry for him. He stood up and brought Danica to her feet.

  He peered into her eyes. “Not just your mind
.” He kissed her. “I like the way your body works, too.”

  “And exactly how does my body work?”

  “It works perfectly with each and every movement,” he responded, his voice getting thick. “I think it’s time we worked it together.”

  “I think maybe it’s past time for us to do that,” she said, unwilling to wait a moment longer to get naked with him.

  Boyd took her in his arms and their mouths meshed, the kiss deep and all consuming. Danica wrapped her hands around his head and put her tongue inside his mouth, beckoning him to do with it what he pleased. He was more than happy to oblige, and the sweet taste of her tongue ignited more desire to enjoy the fruit she offered.

  Suddenly everything else seemed unimportant when pitted against the passionate need they brought out in each other. Boyd slipped a hand inside her shorts and panties, touching the sensitive spot between her legs. Danica was wet and making no apologies for it. Instead she moaned into his mouth while returning his kiss.

  Knowing they were damned near ready to make love where the two of them stood, Boyd scooped her in his arms and headed for the bedroom where they could reach the heights this sexual attraction demanded.

  * * *

  Danica was already removing Boyd’s shirt the moment he set her on her feet. When she’d succeeded, she ran her hands all over his hard chest and flat stomach. One hand roved shamelessly down to his pants, feeling his erection through them. The thought of him soon being inside her thrilled Danica to no end. She wasted little time unzipping his pants, desperate to see the tempting sight within.

  Boyd watched with amusement as Danica pulled his pants and briefs down, then admired the erection she had made possible. Now it was his turn to see the marvels that her body brought forth, teasing and tantalizing him with every move she made. He removed her top, gazing desirously at high, perfectly rounded breasts with nipples that were hard and waiting for his caresses.

  Then he removed her shorts and underwear so she stood stark naked before him, as he did before her. He loved everything he saw in her shapely, slender figure and even skin tone, and it caused his pulse to race with longing. He watched as Danica lay down on the bed, spreading her legs ever so slightly, tempting him beyond belief.

  Following her onto the bed, Boyd continued their passionate kisses, with Danica reciprocating heatedly. Needing to taste more of what she had to offer, he began kissing her chin and neck, then her breasts, sucking generously on one nipple then the other, as Danica trembled and her breathing quickened.

  Boyd slid down her body, planting kisses along the way as Danica luxuriated in his mouth as it caressed her tepid skin and played with her emotions. He reached the juncture between her legs. Sandwiching his lips around her crown jewel, he flicked his tongue there, tasting her sweet juices. He inhaled her scent, which was maddening him with desire. Danica sensed the power of his libido being brought to life by her essence.

  Danica bit down on her lip, willing herself to keep from screaming as Boyd gratified her like a man possessed by her womanhood. She clutched his shoulders and brought her feet up off the bed as the potency of his actions brought her to the brink of an orgasm.

  No man had ever tapped into her nerve endings the way Boyd was doing at this moment, all but paralyzing her with satisfaction. When she could hold back no more, she let herself go and the climax rolled through her body in luxurious waves. Still, all she could think about was her strong desire to feel Boyd inside her, moving rapidly and deeply, bringing her to even greater heights of raw pleasure.

  Boyd felt Danica urging him up, needing much more from him now that he had gotten her wet and ready for his own sexual hunger. He rose and looked down at her face, beautiful with yearning. He could hardly believe she was really his for the taking.

  “Make love to me, Boyd,” she murmured. “I want you.”

  “You’ve got me,” he said, tasting her on his lips. “I’ll give you everything you want, and then some.”

  He got off the bed just long enough to don a condom, which he got from his pants pocket. He tore open the packet and slipped the latex on his erection in the blink of an eye, before rejoining Danica and their mutual need for completion.

  As if she was made for him, he fit her perfectly. He moved slowly in and out of her, then sped up his motion when he sensed that she, like him, sought the raw and primordial release that would set them free to pursue longer, more patient satisfaction in the future.

  Lowering to her breasts, he fell atop her so their faces merged and mouths met for one long, luscious kiss while they made passionate, demanding love. The intense, elementally absorbing act gripped Boyd in a way he’d never been before. No other woman had ever made him feel the way Danica did right now.

  Danica wrapped her long legs around Boyd’s sturdy back, absorbing his powerful and welcome thrusts deep inside her. They were both slick with perspiration and lust. She gave him everything, trying to appease a hunger that could only be fulfilled by Boyd.

  As his powerful orgasm came, Danica felt his body shake violently and his breath deepen into her mouth with kisses unabated. She held on to him tightly, her heart racing and breasts heaving, as the ache between her legs erupted into a full climax. Separating their mouths, she moaned loudly and dug her nails into his buttocks while he continued to slide into her, both of them going all out to enjoy the ride for all it was worth.

  When it was over, Boyd rolled off her and onto his back, catching his breath and smiling at the same time.

  “You were incredible.”

  “Look who’s talking,” Danica said, inhaling the intoxicating scent of their sex.

  “Guess all that pent-up sexual energy finally caught up with us.”

  “Guess we decided the time had come to let it do so.”

  “Yeah, the time was definitely working in our favor.” Boyd turned to face her, liking even more now what he saw. “Now that we’ve gotten past the extreme lust first time around, the second time will be even better.”

  Danica raised her eyes to his. “So what makes you think there will be a second time?” she teased.

  He grinned lasciviously. “Well, because after what we just experienced, it would be almost criminal if we didn’t let this play out and see just how good it can get.”

  “Good answer,” Danica told him. And she meant it. She too wanted more than anything to make love to him again. Even more, she wished to see what else might develop out of this insatiable physical attraction.

  Chapter 6

  Danica awakened a few hours later after falling asleep in Boyd’s arms. She watched him stirring.

  “What time is it?” he asked in a sleepy voice.

  “Nine-thirty,” she told him, glancing at a digital clock. “Why, do you have to be somewhere?”

  He propped up on one elbow. “Well, there is somewhere I’d like to be…”

  Danica favored him with curious eyes. “Where might that be?”

  Boyd kissed her shoulder. “How about inside you?”

  Her nipples tingled. “I thought our last session might have worn you out.”

  “Think again. I was just getting warmed up.”

  “So was I,” she said, accepting his unspoken challenge. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

  “Everything you could want,” Boyd said, knowing he would have to back it up.

  He bent down and kissed her waiting mouth, nibbling and licking her lips, before slipping his tongue inside and embarking on a full French kiss. The whimper she made and the feel of their hands wandering over each other caused Boyd’s sexual drive to explode.

  His fingers found her sweet spot and he toyed with her till she moaned with satisfaction.

  “That feels oh so good,” Danica whispered, though she considered good an understatement. What B
oyd was doing to her felt incredible. Mind-blowing. “Don’t stop!”

  “Wouldn’t dream of it,” Boyd promised.

  As he brought her to the brink of climax, he kissed his way down to her breasts, licking and sucking until her nipples became rock hard with desire. It turned him on to know that his magic touch was doing this to her. Just as her touch was working on him, bringing forth desires that sent him into a tizzy.

  Danica stifled her need to scream her pleasure by gripping the matelassé coverlet in her fist. She loved the magic of his masterful fingers and where it brought her. She floated on air and felt her desire escalating. As the buildup came and her need for satisfaction grew even more, she put her hand atop his and stopped him.

  “I want you inside me,” she begged.

  “I want that, too,” Boyd admitted.

  He left the bed and retrieved the extra condom he had, put it on and was back to resume their intimacy without missing a beat. Lying on his back, he easily pulled Danica on top of him and brought her down onto his erection. She constricted around him almost immediately and put her hands on his chest as she rode him. He held Danica’s slender waist and brought her up and down repeatedly, feeling her need match his own.

  Danica had already reached one orgasm and was working on another when Boyd quickened the pace. He had shown staying power that most men didn’t possess. But then again, it was clear to her that he wasn’t just any guy. Rather, he could hold up his end of the bargain in bed and out of it. Well, so could she. Finding a man who could keep up with her was perhaps the biggest turn-on of all. Danica hoped to fully capitalize on their sexual chemistry.

  Boyd flipped her over and thrust himself into her, hearing Danica react as he hit the spot over and over. He melted into her mouth, kissing her eagerly and getting the same in return. Their bodies were joined and their hearts pounding in the same rhythm as they sought a satisfying release.

  He’d already held back his orgasm, making certain that Danica had been thoroughly sated before him. Now he could not wait a second longer to let go.