Hidden Paradise

by A. M. Guilliams

  “Good. I like hearing that coming from your mouth. Something about you makes me want to make your no fun vacation the most fun you’ve ever had,” he replied as he leaned toward me.

  His lips grazed my neck so lightly I almost wasn’t sure if he’d just kissed me, but my body reacted. My nipples pebbled beneath the thin fabric of my swimsuit top and chill bumps raised to the surface of my body. This man was trouble. But I couldn’t resist his charm or the way he’d made me feel in such a short amount of time. What did that say about me? I wasn’t sure I wanted to find out.

  I looked out at the vast ocean before us to keep Thorn from seeing the expression on my face. Thoughts like those were for when I was alone, and I didn’t want him asking questions I wasn’t comfortable with answering.

  Warm, strong hands gripped my hip and pulled me backward, nestling my body in front of his. He wasn’t making this easy. I needed a minute, and being this close to him wasn’t making my thoughts any clearer than they were before.

  Fingertips rubbed soft, gentle circles on the top of my back as he rested his chin on my shoulder. I gave in and rested my head against his to take in the beauty surrounding us.

  I barely registered his hand moving around my waist or my body being moved backward until my back was fully seated against his front. My only focus was the lips that were grazing the spot where my neck and shoulder met. The spot that got to me the most. He’d found it almost instantly last night, and today he seemed to focus on it even more.

  “Thorn,” I moaned, trying to get him to stop, but I knew by the sound that escaped it would only cause him to continue.

  “Not here,” I managed to choke out as he continued his torture.

  “Why not here?” he questioned before going back to sucking on the one spot I needed him to steer clear of.

  “He’ll see.”

  “I’m sure he’s seen worse. It’s been so hard to be this close to you today and not touch you. Not taste you. I can still remember the way your wetness felt surrounding me last night as I moved inside of you. I can remember so vividly the way you squeezed me tight as you shattered around me. I’ve been painfully hard all day long, and it’s driving me crazy. I’m not sure how much longer I can go without being buried to the hilt inside of you again,” he whispered against my neck before running his tongue down my shoulder.

  My body reacted to his words, his touch, but most of all—his mouth. God, this man wasn’t going to be good for my health while I was here. I’d never in my life felt so alive. So sexy. So wanton. He was bringing out a side of me I wasn’t sure I could handle being unleashed. Damn this man and his mouth.

  “You’ve got to stop,” I pleaded, not sure of how much more I could take his skillful ways. He played my body like a fiddle, and I wasn’t sure if I liked knowing how skilled he was.

  “Only because we’re almost at our destination. And it’s your own damn fault. You wore that skimpy piece of fabric you call a swimsuit. I can’t help but want to touch you.”

  Well, alrighty then.

  He moved away from my body and stood as the boat slowed and came to a stop. Holding his hand out toward me, I questioned with my eyes why he wanted me to stand.

  “You’re getting in that water with me. We both need to cool down. Besides, the captain feeds the sharks, not us. We are just there to watch. I’ll be there the entire time to protect you.”

  I could see it now. The caption on the paper would be ‘travel blogger dies after shark attack.’

  Hesitantly, I held out my hand for him to help me stand, inwardly praying to a higher power to keep me safe while I partook in this insane adventure.

  Something about him made it hard to say no. A dangerous and potentially deadly combination from where I stood.

  The captain jumped into the ocean, followed by Thorn. He held out his arms to help me in the water. He lifted me like I weighed nothing. As he put me into the water, he made sure my body slid down the front of his, causing me to feel each and every tight muscle. My pussy tightened, and I could feel myself getting swollen and needy from the way he was touching me before and even more so with the way he was touching me now.

  The cool water did little to calm my heated body down. We needed to hurry this along before I combusted into a million tiny pieces out here in the middle of the lagoon.

  “I feel it too,” he whispered as he held onto me.

  Good.

  He needed to feel some of what I was. It wouldn’t be fair otherwise.

  “You ready for this?”

  Not in the slightest, but I nodded my lie anyway. I could do this. Right?

  The captain put the shark food into the water, and we waited. Moments passed and then the first one appeared. The crystal blue water allowed us to see the beautiful animal swimming beneath the surface. I couldn’t believe I was feet away from an animal that I never thought I’d be this close to. It was exhilarating and made my pulse quicken at the excitement and adrenaline.

  Thorn handed me a bucket, and I gave him a questioning look.

  “It’s for the stingrays. There are some coming this way,” he said as he motioned for me to take some food.

  Hesitantly, I put some in my hand and waited for Thorn to make the first move.

  He held his hand below the water and seconds later the stingray came up to him and took the food from his hand.

  I followed his lead and did the same, scared shitless the entire time.

  Only, the precious creature didn’t harm me like I’d anticipated. He came up and took the food and swam around my legs.

  This wasn’t so bad. I’d only wished I had a camera to capture this moment. It’d be one I’d never forget.

  “See, I told you it wasn’t so bad,” Thorn said as he swam closer to me.

  “Okay. You were right. This is amazing. I’m glad you talked me into it,” I admitted.

  We enjoyed the rest of the excursion and when it was time for us to leave, I almost didn’t want to return. The only reason I was so ready to get back to the bungalow was the promises he’d kept making in my ear of what was in store for me when we were in the confines of my room.

  The boat ride back was beautiful. The sun had started to set and the air had cooled slightly. My skin felt raw from the amount of sun I’d received today. I hadn’t remembered to keep applying sunscreen, something I was sure to regret tomorrow, but for today I couldn’t. A man I barely knew took me on a trip of a lifetime, for whatever reason, and wanted to continue spending time with me. Instead of keeping it to one night, he was the one wanting more. And I wasn’t the one complaining.

  He helped me off the boat and talked to the captain before we started up the dock in the direction of my bungalow.

  “Do you want to head back to your room first and get some clothes?”

  “I won’t be needing them,” he hinted.

  I quivered at his brazen comment. I’d never get used to the words that came out of his mouth. I’d never been with someone who was so blunt before.

  We walked into my bungalow, and I told him I wanted to check some emails that couldn’t wait for my attention.

  “I’m going to shower and get this salt off me,” he replied and then disappeared into the bathroom.

  I lied to him, but I needed a moment alone. To breathe and get my thoughts together before he made them scatter yet again.

  I pulled out my computer, pretending to check emails, but my thoughts kept drifting back to him. The man who was in the next room. Naked and under the hot spray of the shower. He made me feel alive. Made me yearn for more. Only, I couldn’t have more than a few days. I didn’t want to think about any of it. I could handle casual.

  Somehow.

  Someway.

  I’d move on from Thorn.

  The water shut off in the distance, causing me to jump up from the bed where I’d sat down. Hurriedly, I walked over to my suitcases and dug out some clothes to throw on after my shower.

  Keeping my head toward the floor, I waited for the d
oor to open and I moved past him without saying a word, shutting the door behind me.

  I rested against the door for a moment, before I started to take off my cover-up and swimsuit. The warm water would soothe me and allow me to further collect my thoughts.

  I got the temperature just right and stood under the spray, shutting my eyes and allowing the warm water to clear my rampant thoughts. Damn him for getting to me.

  I washed my hair and body, but made no move to get out of the shower. Surely, I could hide out in here for the rest of the night and he’d likely leave.

  Leaning against the cool tiles, I took several deep breaths trying to decide my next course of action.

  I didn’t register the door to the bathroom opening nor the cool air coming into the shower as he stepped inside.

  “Are you hiding from me?” he asked as he put his hands on either side of my head and encased his body around mine.

  Shaking my head, I kept my eyes closed. I didn’t want him to see the thoughts within the depths of my eyes.

  “I think you were. Too bad I wasn’t going to let you get away that easily,” he warned.

  Suddenly his arms were gone. The heat from his body vanished, causing my body to chill slightly before the warm water started to soothe me yet again.

  Only he didn’t leave. He had other plans.

  He picked up one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, lifting my body and pressing it against the wall. He lifted my other leg and placed it over his opposite shoulder.

  “I’ve wanted to do this all damn day. Now there’s nothing holding me back.”

  Those were the only words he spoke before his lips surrounded the bundle of nerves that had kept me on edge all day. He sucked gently, causing me to buck against him and moan. My hands went into his hair and tugged as his mouth pleasured me.

  I’d never felt anything like what he was doing to me. He kept me guessing. Going from gentle sucks to barely there touches with the tip of his tongue. Just when I would be close to going over the edge, he’d back off and suck on the inside of my thigh, waiting for me to calm down before he started all over again. He took my pleasure to new heights each time he started and stopped and I was close to begging when his fingers grazed my opening before he pushed two inside. I shattered, coming harder than I ever had before. He didn’t stop until my orgasm started to subside and my body was fully spent. He bent down to put me back on my feet before he lifted me in his arms yet again, carrying me out of the shower and into the other room.

  I couldn’t move. Let alone form a coherent thought.

  I laid there on the bed unmoving as he softly ran a towel over my body to dry me off.

  “I’m nowhere near done with you yet, beautiful.” I didn’t know if that was a threat or a promise, but I couldn’t wait to find out. Especially after what he’d just done to me in the shower.

  I didn’t know how much time had passed when I started to stir.

  Looking around the room, I noticed the smell of food coming from somewhere, and my stomach growled loudly.

  “You’re awake,” he said from the couch on the other side of the room.

  “Sorry I fell asleep on you. How long was I out for?” I asked as I stretched.

  Only then did I notice I was still undressed. I pulled the sheet back up to cover my body and fiddled with the edges to make sure all my bits were covered.

  “You’re adorable when you’re embarrassed. But you don’t have to hide from me.”

  Adorable? I’m sure that wasn’t a good compliment.

  I stood, taking the sheet with me, and walked to the bathroom to gather the clothes I picked out.

  Throwing on the pair of lounge capris and the tank top, I combed my fingers through my unruly hair and threw it into a messy bun before I walked back into the room where dinner awaited me.

  Glancing at the clock, I noticed that it was still early so I couldn’t have been out for too long.

  “What’s for dinner? Whatever it is, it smells amazing,” I asked as I sat down at the table that held our food.

  “I hope you’re not allergic to anything. I ordered grilled shrimp and baked potatoes.”

  “No, it sounds great,” I replied, pulling off the lid of the plate before me.

  We ate in silence, my cheeks reddening every so often as I remembered the reason I fell asleep in the first place.

  Picking up the glass of wine that he’d poured with dinner, I downed its contents in a few swallows. I needed the liquid courage to continue what I was sure he had planned for me. My nerves were all over the place as I thought of what was to come.

  “You’re beautiful when you’re lost in thought,” he said as he pushed himself away from the table and stalked toward me. I looked up at the man who was now standing in front of me. He had a determined gleam in his eyes that made me shiver.

  His fingertips grazed my upper arm in a downward motion. Once they got my elbow, he wrapped his fingers around me and pulled upward for me to stand.

  Now standing, I looked at the ground and sighed. With just one look, I’d be a puddle on the floor. My knees were already weak with anticipation as I waited for his next move.

  “Tonight, I’m going to worship every inch of you,” he whispered as he took one step then two, backing us slowly away from the table. In front of the bed, he knelt to the floor and pulled me down so that I was kneeling in front of him. The tip of his finger touched my chin, and he put just enough pressure in his touch to cause me to look up and finally meet his gaze.

  The intense look in his now black eyes made me gasp. I could see how much he wanted me. How much he craved to follow through on his promise of what was to come. Before I could even blink, his lips were on mine as he devoured my mouth with his. My arms moved on their own accord around his neck, only to be lifted above my head moments later as he pulled my shirt up and removed it. With lightning fast speed, he moved behind me and pushed me to the floor. Too afraid to move, I laid there and waited ever so patiently for him to continue.

  Suddenly, the lights were out and the floor became illuminated beneath me. Lights shone under the glass. Looking down, the ocean floor became visible. Fish swam beneath us and still, I waited. Just when I was about to turn and look behind me, I felt his hands graze down my sides. His touch ignited my skin causing me to heat the further down he went.

  He got to the waistband of my pants and started to tug them down my thighs. Once they were removed, my naked body lay on the chilly glass floor. I felt his hardness against the inside of my thighs as he moved his body over mine and lay on top of me. He kissed up my shoulder and his tongue snaked out to graze the rest of the way up to my neck. A moan escaped me when he reached my sweet spot and sucked. Damn him for already knowing my body so well.

  “Are you ready to see paradise?” he asked as he positioned himself between my now open thighs.

  “I thought I already had,” I mocked, waiting impatiently for him to bring me to new heights of pleasure yet again.

  “You haven’t seen anything just yet. Look down the entire time. Watch the sea below as I pleasure you,” he whispered as he entered me from behind.

  I felt so full this way. So much more so than the night before.

  As he began to move, I moved my hands outward to grip something that wasn’t there.

  His hands caught mine and he linked our fingers together. Faster and faster he began to pound into me. My eyes never left the sight of the sea life below me. I thought I would fear what was swimming below, now I just felt even more turned by the exotic beauty.

  My impending orgasm loomed so close as I fought so hard to reach it.

  “That’s it, beautiful. Shatter around me,” he pleaded.

  His words and the sound of his voice caused my orgasm to reach the surface and consume me as I exploded. Screaming out his name repeatedly as the pleasure overtook my mind and body, he moved faster and faster until he reached his own pleasure.

  “I can’t get enough of you,” he said, kissing my
cheek and moving from on top of me. He helped me up off the floor and helped me get into the bed. He walked away and came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned the inside of my thighs and the sensitive spot in between my legs before he joined me in the bed.

  He pulled me closer to him and I shut my eyes, basking in the glow of the pleasure I just received.

  Chapter 6

  “Get your sexy ass back here,” Thorn yelled from behind. I took off the cover-up yet again to reveal the white barely-there bikini and threw it at him before I took off down the now deserted beach. We’d been there most of the day, my skin now a tanned bronze color. He’d warned me earlier to put it back on due to some lurkers down the beach. I’d complied until now. It was hot. I wanted to get in the ocean to wash the sand off my body.

  “You’re going to have to catch me first,” I screamed back at him, turning to the right as I made a dash for the water.

  Just as I felt the waves lap at my feet, he picked me up from behind, tossing me over his shoulder. His hand caressed the back of my thigh. The warmth left my skin and his hand landed on my ass, giving it a firm smack.

  “That’ll teach you to run from me,” he laughed as he carried us into the beautiful turquoise waters.

  “Don’t you dare drop me in here,” I warned as I smacked him on his back and kicked my feet for good measure.

  The water lapped at his waist. He jumped up as the waves crashed against his toned body.

  When we were far enough out, he slowly put me into the water. My body felt every ridge on the way into the water, causing me to forget my plan of escaping him. The water was cool against my heated skin, but did nothing to cool down the heat that now started to boil inside me for the sexy man standing in front of me.

  “That bikini should be illegal. It’s almost translucent when it gets wet.” He stared down at me. His hand came up and he pinched my beaded nipple through the fabric, turning me on even more than he had before.

  I wanted this man.

  Right here.

  Right now.