And I definitely choose him…for everything.
I have no idea what tonight is going to bring, and that’s part of the fun.
And I have even less of an idea what these last couple of days in Brazil will bring and how this can all work out.
But I know it will.
Because I know I love him and he loves me.
CHAPTER 11
Vera
As midnight approaches I slowly seat myself on the sand as Vitor goes to grab a couple drinks from the bar.
I pull up the resort online and look quickly, thinking how I can add a second review to the one I already have to submit for Vitor’s resort.
That is if I make it back home.
At the pace he’s blowing my mind, and the offer he made earlier, it’s a very real possibility I might not.
If you find paradise you grab it with both hands and hold on tight, right?
I’d be foolish to leave here anytime soon, even though falling in love so quickly and giving myself to this man would have seemed foolish if you told me anything remotely like this could have happened just a few days ago.
But he’s not “this man” he’s “the man.” A man I’ve built a connection with today and yesterday.
Yesterday was more about fun and excitement, and today had plenty of that as well, but we had more time to talk today and we bonded over our love of travel and hotel design…especially eco-hotel design.
And the Kenoa Exclusive Beach and Spa Resort, as it’s full name goes, is exactly that.
I read some reviews and see the incredible high scores it’s received from guests before I click over to their website and read a passage that catches my eye.
Your feet press into soft sand. Sea foam caresses your toes. It’s the edge of South America, but it feels like the edge of the world. Blue upon blue unfurls: the vastness of the Atlantic Ocean and an endless indigo sky. You exhale, stresses dissolving like dew under the hot Brazilian sun. Walking along the ocean’s edge, blues turning to greens: jagged cacti and palm trees fringed like the sleeves of showgirls. You walk across natural wood slats and collapse onto your daybed under a eucalyptus tree. In an instant, serenity turns to inspiration, and the idea you’d been searching for appears. You pick up a pen and excitedly begin to write…
I feel like those few sentences are speaking directly to me.
I’m so inspired right now, not to mention I literally felt my toes press into the sand as I was reading the words.
The resort literature is there, challenging me to write better and make a difference in the world. If they’ve made this place under such high ecological standards then why can’t more places?
I admire the owner’s vision, but I get the vision I really want when I see Vitor take a seat beside me.
“Hey,” he says, handing me a glass.
“Hey,” I say.
“You okay?”
“Actually? Never better. I just wanted to say thank you.”
“For what?” he asks. He was about ready to offer a cheers but he pulls his glass back, seemingly so intent on my words.
“Everything. I mean just that crazy way you claimed me even. It sounds like something completely over the top pulled from the pages of an instalove romance.” I pause. “Did you know I started reading those years ago and they are what inspired me to start writing?”
“I didn’t, but I’m glad that you found inspiration and it lead you here…to me.”
“I don’t think it was by chance,” I say as some of that water rolls up right over the top of my feet gently caressing them and then heading back out to depths of the ocean.
“I know it wasn’t,” he says as he leans in closer.
He places one hand in the sand behind me which allows his face to come right into mine as he just takes in the sight of me.
“You know your eyes glow in this light?” he asks.
“Really?”
“They’re almost a surreal shade of blue because the moonlight refracts off the surface of the ocean, but the ocean is constantly in motion making your eyes look even more alive than they already are.”
“Can I tell you something?”
“Of course,” he says still so close to me adding to the intimacy.
“I’ve been in motion for a long time myself…just like that ocean. That’s one of the reasons I came down here to find my father. I’m tired of not really knowing where I’m going or to be honest…who I am. I want to solve that riddle once and for all. And in coming down here looking for answers to questions I found the best answer of all, to a question I didn’t even realize I still had so much faith in. The one every little girl dreams of.”
“When will you fall in love?”
I nod.
“I can tell you one thing,” he says.
“Tell me,” I say.
“If you asked me that same question I could give you the answer right now.”
“Okay,” I say. “When will you fall in love?”
“I already did…the moment I laid eyes on you,” he says and we both lean towards each other at the same moment and our lips meet softly, but with a very apparent passion.
CHAPTER 12
Vera
The moment we place our drink glasses on the counter back inside the resort he scoops me up and carries me into our villa.
The first thing I see is the infinity-edged plunge pool that’s heated with solar energy.
And when my head turns I see a traditional Japanese ofuro tub made of fragrant hand-planed cedar wood.
“So we have an infinity pool, a Japanese bath, and the sea right in front of us?” I ask
“Water everywhere you go,” he says.
“Did you know I was a Pisces?” I ask.
“Is that the fish sign?”
I nod.
“I didn’t know, but I saw how much you loved the water out there today so I figured you’d love this place.”
“I do,” I say as he sets me down on the white sheets of the bed.
At the foot of the bed are three huge plates of floor to ceiling glass and a direct view of the waves rolling in from the ocean.
There’s a slight overhang at the top of the glass where apparently there is some sort of exotic grass being used as the roof.
And there’s even a black out blind, but it’s not one of those simple rolling things you can pick up at the department store. It’s like a Balinese mat that apparently rolls up and then unrolls down to provide complete darkness, privacy, and anonymity.
“I might be getting sand on the bed,” I say.
“This place is all about being one with nature so there’s no need to worry,” he says with a relaxed look that quickly turns intense when he utters, “and I’m all about being one with you.”
I watch as he slides his belt out through the loops and pushes his pants down his legs and off, our shoes having been removed when we arrived and they’re apparently still up at the reception area.
He reaches for his shirt and lifts it up and over his head showing me the view of his body that I saw all day out on the boat.
But this is different. This time he’s lit by moonlight and not the harsh rays of the midday sun.
And then I watch as he grabs the side of his boxer briefs, never taking his eyes from mine as his narrow when he slides them down the sides of his thighs and I see his cock spring out of the fabric and into the air.
“Whoa,” I say.
“That’s what I’ve been saying since the moment I saw you,” he says. “And a whole lot more.”
“Like what?” I tease.
“Like when will I start making babies with her? How many babies will we have? How big will our family become and how much of a legacy will we make together?”
“I like the sound of that.”
“And I know I’m going to like the sound of your moans when I pleasure every single inch of your body right now,” he says.
I reach for my pants and slide out of them quickly.
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�Ut uh uh,” he says raising a finger. “Not so fast. First I have to…”
He reaches for something and suddenly I hear a match strike as he lights a candle that sits on a cast iron candleholder that’s intricately woven iron and over two feet in height. And when combined with the fact that it’s on a table that’s also about three feet it’s well over the height of my head…if I were standing.
But I’m not. I’m flat on my back looking at him and the ocean that surrounds him on both sides out through the window.
And now the candlelight frames my view, of the ocean and of him.
“Is that vanilla?” I say taking a deep breath in.
“It’s perfect is what it is,” he says as he moves over towards another candle just like the first that frames the other side of the glass. “Did you know vanilla is a natural aphrodisiac?”
“You’re a natural aphrodisiac,” I say as I admire the tight muscles that form his body. The thickness of his back. The bulge in his biceps. The power in his legs. And that tush that I just want to squeeze, or better yet pull into me as his hips move in and out sending his cock into me as well.
“Now,” he says turning his attention away from the candles and back to me. “Let me watch you as you undress for me and me only.”
I remove my shirt and toss it to the side, watching as his cock tenses up and then falls back to horizontal. His erection is massive and I can already see the tip glistening with pre-come. He’s ready.
And from the wetness I can feel in my cotton panties, I can feel I’m ready too.
CHAPTER 13
Vitor
I watch as her hands reach around behind her as she finds the clasp on her bra and unhooks it.
As her hands come back forward she places her forearm over her chest as she carefully slides her bra out from underneath.
“You’re going to tease me some more…make me wait longer?”
She smirks.
“You know what happens when you tease a wild animal?”
“What’s that?”
“They bite,” I say.
“Maybe that’s what I want.”
“Maybe you’re going to get it regardless.”
I take a step closer to the bed, leaning forward and spreading my arms putting one hand down on each side of her on the bed as I bring my head height level with hers as I take a dominant position.
“Show me what’s mine,” I demand.
Her smirk disappears as her eyebrows raise and her hand slowly moves away from her chest as she exposes her perfect breasts to me.
“God, they’re perfect. You’re perfect.”
Even in the mix of moonlight and candlelight I can see her blushing.
“You know how badly I’ve wanted to see your beautiful breasts all day? How tempted I was to grab that string on your swimsuit and pull it, freeing your breasts and taking them in my mouth right there on the open ocean.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because you’re a lady and I respect you. And you never know who’s out there with one of those superzoom lenses watching us, trying to get a picture they can sell to the tabloids.”
“They’re just boobs,” I say.
“They’re not just boobs. They’re the perfect breasts that will feed my children, but first I have to taste them for myself,” I say as my hands slide forward on the bed and my legs come up off the floor and onto the bed as I get right up on top of her and over her.
“You’re so small when you’re underneath me,” I say.
“Anyone would be.”
“But no one will ever be. Only you. You’re the one and only. The only one who will see me from this position and I’m the only one who will ever see you like this,” I say with just the thought of that making the hardness of my cock feel like it’s about to stretch right out of my skin.
I place one hand on the side of her breast and run it around the top counterclockwise before squeezing lightly.
A whimper escapes her just as I moan and my mouth comes crashing down on her areola, finding her rock hard nipple and flicking it inside my mouth with my tongue causing her back to arch sending her chest deeper into my face.
My other hands grabs her back as I lift her entire torso towards me as I suck hard on her nipple and then release, a popping sound filling the room.
I look like a hungry jaguar that’s just tasted blood and I want more.
But she’s the jaguar…my jaguar with her sleek beauty and curves, and the curve of her breast is enticing me to dive right back in, which I do but this time on the other side taking her dry skin and making it wet with juices from my mouth.
I flick her nipple again, but this time I can’t resist taking it super delicately between my teeth, but I don’t bite down even though everything inside me wants to.
I release before I do something too over the top, but apparently she’s reading me like an open book.
“Don’t stop yourself. Lose control. I know you want to. I feel it. And I want you to too.”
“I can’t. It’s your first time. It’s my first time. It’s our first time together.”
“I know and I’ve got twenty-five years of pent up desire that needs out, and you’ve got even more. I can’t think straight. I can barely breathe. Take me and make me a woman…your woman,” she says.
“Mine,” I say hearing the air going in and out of my nostrils as her words cause my heart rate to increase even more. “You are mine,” I say.
“Yours,” she says. “And you are mine.”
“There’s no going back. Once I let loose I can’t be held responsible for what happens,” I say and damn do I mean it. “You may see a side of me you’re not ready to see.”
“I’m ready for everything. Show me. I want it all. I want to be yours. Make me yours, Vitor.”
The sound of my name sets me off as I grab the sides of her panties and tear them away and my face dives into her pussy.
I lick straight up her middle like a hungry dog before I kiss all around her lips and then flick her opening with my tongue.
I place my hand just above her sex and move it upward, exposing her engorged bud which I flick with the tip of my tongue and then circle around it both clockwise and then counterclockwise, mixing things up and keeping them unpredictable both because I don’t want her to know what’s coming next and because I’ve lost complete control of myself already.
My hands find her knees and I push them open as I press my entire mouth to her opening sending my tongue inside her.
“Uh,” she moans causing a throaty growl to escape me as I breathe the hot release inside her as my tongue dives deeper and deeper.
“Right there!” she says and I feel her thighs come in hard pushing my hands away as her inner thighs lock against the sides of my head.
I wrap my hands around the sides of her legs, finding her knees and start to pry them open a bit as I’m completely unable to hear in this position, but her grip is too tight as suddenly I feel my body being flipped over onto my side as she writhes in pleasure as I continue tasting her sweetness.
My head rolls back up as she twists back onto her back making me feel like my head is inside a washing machine with all the rolling around she’s doing.
But I don’t care. That just tells me I’m in the right spot…pleasing her before the big release that I want to taste every last drop of.
Suddenly I feel her fingertips on my scalp as she slides them through my hair, but when they find the back of my head I feel her pushing my skull into her pubic bone as my face grinds against her pussy.
My hands come around, taking her ass, feeling her glutes flex as she wills my tongue deeper inside her and the friction from my jaw and the other bones in my face more and more against her.
I feel my face moving up and down and I’ve got her wetness all over my mouth, my chin, and my mustache area as she’s practically wiping her pussy clean with my face, using me like a rag to clean her cunt and I feel my balls pull up knowing I’m about to come jus
t from the taste of her.
But she’s first when I feel her body thrust up as she unloads in my mouth as I feel her hands shaking on the back of my head as her entire body spasms uncontrollably as I drink in everything she has to give.
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