Chapter 10

The next morning I woke up with Jack's arm over me, which wasn't exactly terrible. I could hear the waves crashing outside, I got up and rolled up the canvas facing the ocean and sat at the edge of the bed. The sun was barely up it was cool but not cold. "What are you doing?" Jack's deep voice beckoned. I peered over my shoulder, "Enjoying the morning," I replied. He sat behind me wrapping me in his arms and the blanket. "You're not over thinking are you?" He asked. I smiled, "For this first time on this trip no, I'm not," I said. "Good," he said kissing my shoulder before resting his chin there. We sat there no words, just watching the waves crash for a little while longer. "Ready for coffee?" He asked. "Hmmm," I nodded. We didn't put our shoes on, just grabbed em and walked hand in hand back to the main house. "I'm gonna go shower," I whispered and headed up. I felt excited for the day, we were heading to the south part of the island to attempt surfing. I put on my black and white palm bikini and so short shorts. Threw a sweater and blanket into a bag since we had decided we would stay and have a bon fire that evening. I brushed out my hair and headed down for breakfast, Roman and Jack were talking about the day when I walked into the dinning room. "Whit, have you surfed before?" Roman asked. "No," I replied. "Mine if we tag along?" He asked. "So you can watch me fall?" I questioned back. "Partly," he jabbed.

We ate and were on our way, it wasn't a far drive and the kitchen had packed a lunch and some hotdogs, marshmallows, chocolate, and graham crackers for a proper bon fire. Surfing proved to be more difficult that I had thought. I knew it was balance, but maybe mine was just completely off. When I finally stood and rode a small wave in, I was done. I picked up my board and went to where our stuff was. "That's it, you were just getting the hang of it," Jack said. "I conquered it, no need to continue," I joked back. After lunch Sandra and I were searching for seashells, along the beach, "Have you had sex yet?" She asked. I looked at her, "No," I admitted sheepishly. "We did…last night…. It was amazing, I've been dying to tell someone," she said as if she would burst. "I haven't felt that in so long," she continued. I didn't know how to respond so I smiled and nodded, "He said he loves me," she confessed. I turned my head to one side, "I know it's not right to let myself believe it. I paid for this and all, but for the next two weeks I don't care," she giggled. "Good for you," I replied, still not sure how to answer. "We should head back," I told her when I saw we head gone quiet aways and the guys were making a fire and we pulled out the food. We were finishing up our s'mores when the car showed up, "We're gonna head back," Roman and Sandra said packing up the rest of the food. "I can't help but feel that was planned," I accused once they were gone. "Maybe," he shrugged. He was leaning against a log, I was between his legs leaning against his chest, he started kissing down my neck, "Sandra said Roman told her he loves her," I blurted out. He stopped, "Maybe he does," Jack replied and began kissing me again. "But what if she leaves here hurt, then what?" I asked. He stopped, "I told you it's not how you think it works," he told me. "How does it work?" I asked again with a smile. He slid his hand down my shorts, "Here, really?" I asked. "No ones around," He whispered against my skin as he teased me over my bikini bottom, which made me moan with pleasure. My moan made him add pressure, I couldn't take the teasing anymore, I needed the connection, I needed his touch. I slid my shorts down to give him easier access, "Don't like the teasing?" He asked raising an eye brow. I shook my head and bucked as he slid his finger into me, I was wet and ready. He made a new movements with his fingers this time and he was creating new sensations, which were building. He enjoyed watching me as I arched and inhaled sharply under every flick of his fingers. He quicken the movements and his thumb found my clit and encircled it. I didn't know if it was the heat of the fire or the heat building from his expert massage, but I could hold back any longer. I moaned, "That's it baby," he whispered as he continued to play me like a master at his craft, until finally I melted into him well pleased.

We sat there a few more moments, till the driver for the car showed up, letting us know it was time to head back. I don't know what came over me, but sitting in the car the driver had music playing and I felt bad that I was the only one getting any pleasure. So I scooted closer, until his arm was around me. I smiled devilishly as my hand made its way up the inside of his swimming trunks. "What are you doing?" He whispered. I shrugged, "Returning the favor?" I offered. "You don't," he began but it was at that moment I had reached my destination and gently took him in my hand. It wasn't long before he risen to the occasion. I hadn't really done this before but I was willing to give it a shot, I began gentle like he teases me. Very lightly caressing him with just my finger tips, his breathing was getting shaky and he was having a hard time concentrating on the driver, who was watching the road. Finally I began to pump him harder, building the pressure each time my hand slid back and forth until his head tilled back. Without breaking my pace I sat up a little and whispered in his ear as sexy as I could, "Cum for me, Love." His breathing quickened a bit as I pulsated my hand and glided back and forth, he stifled a moan and grabbed a towel from my bag. I only slowed, as he spilled into his shorts, "Ok," he whispered, I gave him a few gentle pumps, which made him quiver.

He finished in time as we pulled up outside the main house, it was quiet. "Good night," I said with a wink. "You're not getting away that easy," he told me, pinning me to the wall and kissing me deeply, with a passion I had never felt before. That kiss took my breath away, "Good night," he whispered resting his forehead on mine. "I should really get some sleep," I murmured. He let me loose and watched me as I headed up the stairs.

My mind was reeling when I got to my room, I just needed to clear my head to sleep, so I ran a bath, added the bath salts from a glass jar near the tub. I slipped in and hadn't realized I was chilly until the hot water embraced me. I laid back and attempted to clear my head, which the lavender from the bath salts helped sooth. I used the sponge next to the bath salts and washed the sand and salt water off of me. I relaxed a little longer, before draining the bath drying off and heading to bed. I messaged Beth, "Haven't had a day this good in years." "Spill," she texted back. "Not tonight," I texted back. "Tease," she messaged, I laid back and smiled.