Unwanted Heat

Kenzie

“It’s so peaceful out here,” I sigh, looking up at the perfectly clear sky. “It’s hard to believe that anyone else is on this island right now.”

“It was one of the things that caught my attention when my travel agent recommended this island. They only have fourteen couples staying here at any time, even when you consider the staff that work here, it doesn’t add up to very many people. Especially with how large this island is. She recommended a few other places, but I didn’t think they could compare in terms of privacy that this place could offer. They were all nice, don’t get me wrong, but some just seemed like you were right on top of the other guests. I wanted us to have a chance to get away from reporters, or even other guests, who might want to sell our pictures and stories about us to the press.”

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I don’t know how long we lay like that, both of us just staring at the sky and while the waves crash on the beach below us. Peaceful doesn’t even begin to describe how being out here feels-I could easily fall asleep under the stars without worrying about anything. It’s just so relaxing and the sound of the ocean in the distance is soothing. You can tell the resort was designed to take advantage of these little things: I’ve never heard of a resort putting a bed outside, but lying here right now it all makes perfect sense. It’s so relaxing and quiet that I know if I don’t get up soon, I’m going to end up falling asleep out here.

“I should head to bed,” I say after yawning.

I start to sit up, but Nicholas grasps my hand gently and pulls me back down. I lay back, his arm under my neck and instead of looking up at the stars, he is now looking at me, his head just above me. We stare at each other for what feels like several minutes, before he moves closer to me and captures my lips in his. The kiss starts off gentle but quickly becomes something more, like most of our kisses do any more. Within seconds, our hands are all over each other, one of his working on untying my robe while I run mine through his hair. I tug at his hair and grasp the arm that is holding him over me as he ravishes my mouth. He groans and pulls away from me when he finally succeeds in untying my robe. He cautiously pulls back the robe, his eyes never leaving mine, almost as if he is worried that I’m going to stop him. I’m too busy trying to figure out how to breathe again to stop him from doing anything right now.

“God, Kenzie, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, as he looks down at me, taking in my outfit for the first time.

Last night was more of a quick glance before I came to bed, tonight, though I feel like he is really looking at my outfit. I don’t need to look down to know the nightie has ridden up quite a bit-I wouldn’t be surprised if he can see the matching thong I’m wearing, especially since it was barely covered it to begin with. His hand gently runs down the length of my nightie before slowly heading back up towards my face. This simple touch has my body heating up within seconds, it turns me on more than I even thought was possible, even though he hasn’t touched my bare skin… yet.

He looks at me for permission when his hand reaches the lace barely covering my breasts-I nod in answer to his unasked question. His lips are back on mine just as his hand slips beneath the lace fabric, cupping my breasts. I can’t hold back the moan when he teases my nipple with his fingers: my body feels like it is on fire right now. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. I’ve never wanted to be with someone as much as I want to be with Nicholas right now.

His hand slips from my breast and roams my body, feeling every inch that he can possibly reach in this position. His lips leave mine and he slowly places little kisses down my neck before shifting his weight again so he slides down me a little further. As he moves, I can feel his hardness against my thigh, leaving me no doubt that I’m not the only one affected by what we’re doing right now. Knowing how he feels right now, knowing that he is turned on right now, erases the doubts I had earlier when I was getting changed.

“Nicholas…” I gasp when his lips find my bare nipple. He squeezes my hand before releasing it to pull the other side of my nightie away so both of my breasts are exposed to the cool night air. He alternates between nipples, sucking and nipping them, leaving me a writhing mess beneath him. When his other hand slips between my legs, I nearly lose it.

“I love how responsive you are,” he whispers, pulling away from my nipples momentarily.

I blush at the bluntness of his words. He takes one of my nipples back in his mouth, but his eyes don’t leave mine when his hand moves my thong aside so he can explore my sex. I’m more turned on than ever before; I never knew it could be like this, that it could feel this… amazing. It’s so different than anything I’ve ever felt before; I don’t know if it’s because it’s not him or if it’s because of Nicholas.

He shifts his weight again, this time sliding down me further; he places light kisses long my nightie, pulling it up a little when he reaches the end of it. He kisses my bare stomach, his tongue tracing the outline of my thong against my skin. His fingers find the ties on the side of thong, he tugs at them gently until they come untied. He lifts his head from me, looking down our eyes meet. This time I don’t know what Nicholas is hoping to see; maybe he’s waiting for me to tell him that I’m not comfortable with moving things forward between us. I don’t tell him that-I can’t tell him that. Because right now, the only thing I’m thinking is how amazing it would feel if he were to make love to me. I know we’re not there yet, and with how complicated things already are between us we may never be, but that doesn’t stop my mind from thinking about it. When he realizes I’m not going to tell him to stop, he lowers himself until his lips once again find my bare skin.

With a quick flick of his wrist, the thong is pushed away, leaving me completely exposed to him. My skin heats up even more when I realize how open I am right now; I’ve never had a guy this close to me. I gasp in surprise when his kisses move lower until I feel his tongue exploring my sex. His hands are on my thighs, opening me even further to him as he explores every inch of me. I’m grasping the blanket below me as his actions push me to a whole new level.

“Nicholas!” I cry out when he takes my clit into his mouth, sucking and teasing it. I’m on the edge of what is likely going to be the biggest orgasm of my entire life; of course, I’ve only had a handful in my entire life, but I can tell this one is different. Everything with Nicholas is different -everything he does feels different.

When he slips two fingers into me and presses up, hitting that spot deep inside of me, I lose it. I come apart screaming his name embarrassingly loud. His mouth soon replaces his fingers, his tongue thoroughly exploring my core. I just start to come down from my orgasm when he finds my clit once again.

“Nicholas… I… can’t…” I pant as my body goes into complete sensory overload.

“You taste even better than I imagined, Kenzie.”

Not only does the bluntness of his words take me by surprise, but I’m also taken back by the fact that he is saying he imagined doing… this. I knew things were changing between us after we went to The Summit but after what happened later that night, I thought things would never move further between us. I thought he would always look at me differently, that he would realize just how screwed up my past really was.

“OH!” I gasp when he latches back onto my clit, bringing me right back to the edge, surprising me.

“Nicholas…” I moan when his one hand reaches up to find my breast, his fingers immediately begin teasing my nipple while his other hand is on my sex. I’m back to clutching the blanket below me; my body moves against Nicholas on its own accord. I’m completely overwhelmed with need…

“Come for me, baby,” Nicholas slips two fingers inside of me, thrusting deep until he hits that spot that causes me immediately to fall apart.

I let go of the blanket, instead, holding his head against me as I ride out another intense orgasm. With one final nip at my sensitive nub he moves down further, his tongue teasing my opening before thrusting inside. His hands hold my thighs open as he takes his time lapping every last drop. His movements are slow, as if he could lie between my legs all night, exploring me thoroughly before slowly kissing his way back up to me. He lies next to me, pulling me close to him before kissing me deeply. I can still taste myself on his lips, I’m not quite sure what I think about that. He doesn’t say anything but slips his arm under my pillow before urging me to roll on my slide. Once I do, he pulls me closer to him, with my back to his chest and rests his arm across my stomach. Neither of us say anything, not because there is an awkwardness between us, but because there isn’t a need to say anything.