Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
We end up in the middle of the ocean with a private guide, snorkeling. I thought I had seen real beauty but this, this is something else. Under the water are colors of life and wonder. “If you look directly to your left in that corral is a starfish.”
“Oh my gosh Larabee, I see it. Look.” Pointing to the tiny little thing moving its limbs back and forth.
“Oh that fella is little.” Larabee says picking it up. I look at the guide who smiles and nods.
“They are friendly, and it is ok to touch them.” Curious, I ran my fingers over his skin and was pleasantly surprised to find it spongy and not porous or bony like I expected.
Before I realize it, four hours have passed, and I am starving. Like the attentive man he is, he knows it before I say anything, and we are getting out of the water. We wrap up, and the guys drive us to a little villa down the shore. I watch as they pull out bags and such and we follow them into the house. “Where are we?” I ask him, looking at the tiny house.
“Just somewhere to stay for the night. A friend of mine, Riel, is having a party for his wife and he invited us to come.”
“Oh. His name sounds like the chef we had back in Cuba.”
“Ha. Riel a chef? Yeah, he will get a kick out of that. No, he is a retriever like me, but he is Cuban. His family is from Bauta.” The entire time he has been talking all I have been doing is picturing him with his clothes off. Something about these last few days have made me extra horny.
“So how much time do we have?” I asked him, dropping the straps of my swim top.”
“That depends. What do you have in mind?” he loosens his trunks, and they fall to the floor. His cock is hard and strained looking letting me know I am not the only one who is feeling so ready to fuck.
“Everything.” I undo the strings on the side of my bottoms and lay back on the bed. Well, we were late for the party.
Smiling as the memories move on, I grab a cup of tea, open the back door and look up when I hear the telltale beep of the door chime which is part of the alarm system that goes to the main house and to Larabee’s phone.
Right now, I am staring at the garden, breathing in the flowers and the fragrant wind. The sun is shining on my skin and my eyes are closed. Right now, in this moment, is the first time in my life where I see possibilities and a future.
I spend another half hour or so outside before coming back in to shower and get dressed. When I put my cup in the sink I hear my cell phone that he got me beginning to ring. Smiling, I shake my head at the ringtone he gave himself.
“Hey you!” I say, walking into the bedroom.
“Hey angel. How was your morning tea? Are you enjoying the time to yourself?” My body lights up whenever he calls me that.
“I am actually. But, I was about to shower and go up to the other house. See who's around. Since this is my home now I want to get comfortable around everyone. You know?”
“That sounds like a good idea angel. Only, don’t shower. I left you on edge for a reason and I want it to stay that way. Tell me you understand.” My nipples bead at the tone of his voice. There is something about him telling me what to do and protecting me that makes me feel all tingly.
“I understand, Lar.” I wonder if he can tell I am basically panting on this side of the phone. My body temperature has gone up a hundred degrees.
“That’s my good girl.” Shit. I am trying to squeeze my clit by clamping my legs together, but no amount of artificial pressure is going to fix what he controls.
“When are you coming back?” He chuckles and clicks his tongue.
“Are you whining and pouting, Piccola?” Hell. I think I am.
“No. Just asking a question.” Now, I sound bratty.
“I will be back in a few hours, greedy. I have to go. Be good, baby. I love you.”
Now my nipples are tingling. “I love you too.” As soon as he hangs up I take a deep breath and exhale.
Since I can't shower and I am already dressed from this morning, I decide to just grab some sandals, the house keys and my phone and I am out.
I love the walk to the front. Some might imagine it to be a normal walk up a gravel driveway, but they have adorned it with gardens and manmade lakes and birdbaths. It's gorgeous and scenic.