by Callie Vegas
“I’ll leave you to it if you want,” Katie says standing up.
“No.” I indicate for her to sit down. “I’m going to take Saul upstairs to talk in private.” Katie smiles and winks at me. Turning to face Saul I take his hand. “Come on, we need to talk.”
“See ya, Katie,” he says as I pull him out of the bar. I’m sure I hear her laugh before ordering herself another drink.
“So,” he says, his deep voice reverberating as we wait for the elevator.
“So,” I reply, not able to take my eyes off him.
The door opens and we both step inside, luckily, we’re the only ones in the elevator. I walk to the back, turning to face the front. He stands in front of me just looking at me.
“So,” he says again, not able to take his eyes off my lips. I lick my lips, and then bite down on my bottom lip. “God, I want to be that lip.” He growls and finally looks in my eyes.
“What are you waiting for?” I lean towards him.
“I’m waiting for you to give me the green light to kiss you like I want to.”
“I give you permi…” I don’t get the rest of the word out before he pushes me back into the mirror. He cups my face with his hands and looks into my eyes, his glance falling to my lips and licks his own.
He lowers his head, so slowly, then he assaults me with his lips and his tongue. I don’t think anyone has ever devoured me like that. God, I love it. I fight him for control of my tongue, but he wins and I all but melt in his arms.
When he pulls away he leans his forehead against mine and looks into my eyes. “God, I want you, I want to take you right here in the elevator.”
I laugh as the door opens and we find someone waiting. “Oops sorry,” I say to them as we walk out and down the corridor.
Stopping at my room, I run the card key into the lock and the door clicks open. He pushes the door once inside lifts me so I can wrap my legs around his waist and. He pushes me back against the door. “I can’t wait any longer.” He takes advantage of his hold and kisses me again. God I love his kisses.
The chemistry between us sparks. My whole body buzzes with need for him. I want to talk to him first, to let him know what happened with Jeremy, but it looks like he’s not going to wait. I that’s fine because I need him inside me badly, right now.
“Don’t wait any longer, I need you, Saul.” I pull my dress up to make my point clear.
He puts me down for a moment so he can undo his jeans and remove my panties. Then he reaches into his pocket for a condom. Watching him roll it over his hard, bulging cock is such a turn on. I want to touch it myself. He doesn’t give me chance as he lifts me once more, lines his cock up with my pussy and slams his way home.
“Oh my god,” I scream. “Saul, fuck me hard!”
Growling he stays still, then we have both relaxed enough he says, “Too right I will.” He starts pounding my pussy hard, I can see the sweat on his forehead as he works me.
Kissing me, his tongue invades my mouth to the tune of his cock. It’s freaking amazing.
“I can’t hold back much longer, I’ve wanted to be inside you since I saw you walk through that door yesterday. I need you, Joss, I need you so bad.”
“Saul, don’t hold back, please, give me everything you have.”
The door behind me is banging on its hinges and I’m sure anyone walking past will know what we’re doing, but I don’t care. For once in my life I don’t care one flying fuck.
He speeds up, and I reach down and start rubbing my clit. “Fuck that looks amazing sweetheart, keep doing that,” he says, not needing to tell me twice.
“I can’t hold on much longer, Joss, you feel too amazing.” He kisses me, and thrusts hard and fast just as my orgasm takes me to the edge of a cliff and throws me over.
“Fuck, Saul!” I shout as my whole body vibrates with the aftermath.
“Joss, fuck.” My pussy clamps down on his cock and spasms as he splutters his load into me.
We’re both panting wildly and when we can breathe again, he walks me over to the bed and lays me down. He goes into the bathroom to ditch the condom and then when he walk back in the room he pulls his jeans back up and climbs on the bed next to me. I crawl up the bed so that I’m leaning against his chest as he sits against the headboard.
“Now you can tell me everything that happened this morning with Jeremy,” he says running his fingers through my hair.
“Mm if you keep doing that I won’t be able to tell you anything.”
He chuckles, but keeps on doing it.
I tell him about Jeremy and that Katie is coming on the honeymoon with me.
“It’ll be good for you to get away from everything, Joss. You need to sort your head out. You need to work things out on your own where no one else can influence anything you do.”
“That sounds like you think that what we have is over.” I say, sadly. I don’t want it to end. I don’t want him to go home, but I know life has to carry on.
“Not at all. When I was talking to my mom yesterday she said to me, ‘If you love something enough, you will let it go. If it loves you it will always come back to you.’ I can’t force you to decide what you want, you’ve been through so much. I just need to tell you how I feel. I don’t expect anything from you. I’m leaving in a few hours. You’re leaving tomorrow. Life is going to keep going on.”
I know what he’s trying to say, but it hurts to think he won’t fight for me.
“I’ve fallen madly in love with you, Joss. I tried to find you after you left me behind in Vegas. I was so disappointed when you never walked through the door of the club. I knew I’d need to use different means to find you. I know you don’t really know me very well and I want to rectify that.”
Wow, my heart speeds up. The flutters are back in my stomach and I can’t believe he was missing me when I was missing him.
“Did you really look for me?” I ask, quietly.
“Every day. I tried different hotels, shopping malls, casino’s and nightclubs, but you weren’t there. To say I was disappointed is an understatement. Obviously, fate had other ideas.” He smiles. “Let’s have the rest of today and then enjoy your break. We can talk when you come back. I’ll be waiting. My only proviso is that you let me know if you want to move on without me. Will you do that?”
“Of course I will.”
“Right that’s the heavy stuff out of the way. Now let me show you how much I want you,” he growls as he pulls me down the bed.
10
Joss
We’ve been in the Seychelles for a week already and I’ve never felt as relaxed as this in my life. The sun is blazing, we haven’t worn anything but bikini’s since we arrived except at dinnertime when we dress up. We’re staying in a beautiful hut out on the water and I love when we sit on the balcony watching the sea rippling beneath our feet.
“Hey babe, it’s nearly time for dinner, shall we get ready?” Katie asks, climbing off her sun lounger.
“Do we have to move? I’m so tired and relaxed. I don’t feel like eating.”
“Come on lazy bones.” She hits me with her towel. “Let’s get ready for food.”
“Oh god, you’re such a slave driver.” Knowing she won’t stop I eventually climb off the lounger.
We both shower and get dressed, wearing minimal make up because of the heat. The sun has blessed us both with a gorgeous colour and we are really relaxed. There’s not a lot of single men on this holiday, because this is a honeymoon destination after all, but the barman is hot, the masseuse is delightful and one of the waiters is definitely scrumptious. Let’s just say that Katie has tried them all. Me? I’ve flirted with them all, but not taken it any further than a fun bit of banter. They’re all gorgeous, but I don’t want them, I want Saul.
It only took me about a day to realise that. As much as I wanted him before the wedding, I want him more now. He made sure I got a few previews of all he can offer me that Sunday afternoon before he left. I’ve still not recovered
, sore in all the right places. A constant reminder of the feel of him whenever I walk or stretch.
We’ve been texting back and forth, but nothing committal. I suppose I’m scared to take that last step, knowing that we live so far apart and that I don’t know much about him. I text him.
Joss: Hey, just off for dinner after another busy day of doing nothing
Saul: Nice. It’s lunchtime here and I’m getting ready to go to work
Joss: Ha ha! I have another week of lounging around doing nothing
Saul: Enjoy it, because you’ll be busy working when you come home
Joss: I know. I have to find a new job because I was working with Jeremy and I don’t want to do that anymore. Any ideas?
Saul: Don’t tempt me sweetheart.
Joss: ??
Saul: Sex slave? *winky face*
Joss: Ha ha I’m serious. I need to decide what I want to do.
Saul: Only you know that Joss. You get to decide what happens to you from here on out. No-one else, just you *heart*
Joss: I quite enjoyed you telling me what to do last weekend *winky face*
Saul: Was that before or after I had my cock buried inside you?
Joss: Both! Now I’m all hot and bothered.
Saul: What about the hot waiter, is he going to be looking after you tonight?
Joss: You jealous?
He takes a while to reply.
Saul: Yes
Okay then, my heart starts skipping beats.
Joss: Why? You’ve had me, they haven’t.
Saul: Yes, true, but they get to see you tonight and I don’t *sad face*
Joss: I miss you too
Saul: Really?
Joss: Yes really
He goes quiet again.
Joss: I’m going for dinner now, I’ll chat to you later *heart*
Nothing, he doesn’t reply.
Dinner’s fun. Pedro the waiter is really funny and entertaining. He’s the biggest flirt I’ve ever met. I wonder if he ever tries to steal a wife or two while he’s working. He sure seems that type. I think Katie is going to chance her luck with him again tonight. He must be good if she’s going back for seconds.
Marco, the sexy barman, has our drinks lined up when we head in after dinner. “Hey girls, I’ve saved you two seats at the bar. You can keep me company tonight.” He eyes us both up and laughing we sit and take our drinks.
I watch as Katie flirts with him even though she knows that Pedro is coming down when he finishes his shift. She really is keeping her options open. Although I’m having fun, I can’t stop thinking about Saul. I want him, he wants me, so why am I holding back? Jeremy really did a number on me. He was never spontaneous, never romantic. I can’t really think what he did to make me think he loved me. I suppose it was when he proposed, I felt I couldn’t say no really. Then the wedding preparations started snowballing and even though my feelings for him were waning I didn’t want to believe it. When I met Saul that weekend it was the first time I felt alive. The first time I actually felt wanted by a man. That’s how I want to feel all the time.
Pedro comes down after his shift and it’s fun watching Katie try and decide between the two of them. I’m sitting in the corner watching everything as if I am on the outside. I don’t want to be here. I text Saul,
Joss: Hey, are you there?”
Saul: Yeah, you okay?
Joss: Yeah. I just wanted to talk to you. I meant what I said earlier, I miss you. You came into my life at a time when I needed you the most, but I didn’t even know it myself.
Saul: I believe in fate. Who could have predicted what actually happened after that night?
Joss: I know, our lives were already intertwined and we didn’t know it.
Saul: Meant to be sweetheart.
Joss: I’m watching Katie with both Pedro and Marc is very entertaining, but I think I’m going to go to my room now and go to bed
Saul: Where are you now?
Joss: I’m in the bar, but ready to call it a day.
Saul: Don’t leave yet…it’s still early
Joss: It might be early where you are but not here. It’s after midnight and doing nothing all day makes me tired *winky face*
Saul: What are you wearing? Are you wearing that peach dress?
I look down at the beautiful peach dress I have on. I loved it from the moment I laid my eyes on it, I thought it was really me and with my tan it does stand out. It’s a coincidence that I’m actually wearing it when he asks about it. Fate! Wait, he didn’t know what clothes I was bringing with me. Maybe he saw it in the suitcase when we were in the room.
Joss: Oh my god that is so freaky, I am wearing it.
Saul: I bet it looks gorgeous against your beautiful skin.
I miss him so much. Texting isn’t enough.
Joss: Can I ring you when I get back to my room? I want to talk to you. I want to hear your voice.
I see the dots circling to say he has read my message, but then they disappear and he doesn’t send me a reply.
I’m just about to stand and tell Katie I’m going back when I feel a hand on my shoulder.
“Excuse me…” a voice whispers close, a shiver of expectant air lifts hair along my neck and arms.
I’d know that voice anywhere. My heart beats so loudly I’m surprised Katie can’t hear it. I must be dreaming.
The hand on my shoulder turns me around so I’m facing him.
“Saul?” I whisper. “Am I dreaming?”
He pulls me into his body. “No, sweetheart it’s really me.”
“What? How? Why?” I can hardly speak.
Leaning down he kisses me. Not a quick, short kiss, but a long, lingering one which sends electrical pulses all the way down to my toes.
Someone taps me on my shoulder and I reluctantly pull away.
“Jeez, Joss. I wondered who the fuck you were kissing then.” Katie is laughing. “I should have known you would turn up.” She smiles at Saul.
I look between the two of them. “Did you know he was coming?”
“I might have.” She’s non-committal.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I’m not mad at her, but I wish she had prepared me more.
“I wanted to make sure he came through on his promise. I didn’t want to break your heart if he didn’t. Now I’m going to have fun tonight with both Marco and Pedro, so see you kids in the morning.” She kisses me on the cheek and walks back over to the guys.
“I’m going to get a drink before she takes the barman away,” Saul says as I stand there gobsmacked staring at him.
He’s here, in the Seychelles, almost a day away from home, to see me. Little old me. Fuck!
“Come on sweetheart, we need to talk.” He has his drink in his hand and he is staring at me.
Don’t you hate it when someone says that? Your mind conjures up images of being let down, being dumped, being humiliated.
He takes my hand and I take him back to our room. Just the feel of his hand on mine sends thrills shooting through my body. When he gets inside, he puts the bottle and two glasses down and pushes me against the door. “Sweetheart, I’ve been going crazy this last week. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. About your kisses.” He leans down and kisses me, taking his time to explore my mouth with his tongue.
We eventually break apart and he pours us both a drink before taking a seat on the couch in the room, facing out to the beautiful sea. So beautiful. So idyllic. So perfect.
11
Saul
As soon as I got onto the plane to fly back to Vegas, I knew it was a mistake. I should never have walked away from her. I should have told her exactly what I thought of her. But I know Joss needs a break and think about what she really wants. She needs to decide if she really wants me.
I’m at work when I get my first message telling me how beautiful the Seychelles is with pictures of her room and the balcony over the sea. It looks perfect, especially the picture with her in it.
Every day she tells me
how much fun she’s having, how much relaxing she’s doing and it tears me apart that she’s doing all of it without me. When did I turn into some love sick puppy who will take even just a glimpse of his owner? Because let’s face it Joss owns me! Whether she knows it or not, she does.
I message Katie because I need to know how she is.
Saul: Hi, it’s Saul. I’m just checking in on my girl. How is she doing?
Katie: Your girl? Really?
Saul: Yeah really!
Katie: *Laughy face* she’s relaxed. She’s not hurting, she knows what happened was for the best.
Saul: Good. Has she ..? Has she met anyone else?
God I don’t want to know, but it’s killing me.
Katie: Yeah and she’s in love with him.
Fuck!
Saul: Really? I’m happy for her
Inside it’s tearing me apart.
Katie: *laughy face* I’m talking about you you dick. She talks about you all the time. She looks sad when she thinks about you. It’s getting a bit too much to be honest. She’s ruining my chances with all the guys.
Saul: Seriously? She talks about me.
Katie: Oh my god this is like being at school again. Yes she talks about you. Yes she likes you. Yes she can’t wait to see you again.
Saul: Good, because this is what I’ve done …..
I went on to tell her what my plans were. I can’t wait any longer to see her, I can’t wait for her to come home and then arrange to come out and see me. I need to see her and tell her how I feel about her, before it’s too late.
That’s how I end up at the airport to find some flights that will get me to the Seychelles in the quickest time possible. Don’t even ask me how much it cost me because it doesn’t matter. There’s no price on love, right?
When I see her in the bar of the hotel I have to stand for a minute and stare at her. She’s so beautiful, she’s mine and I intend to tell her tonight. I can’t live another day without being with her. Walking towards her I put my hand on her shoulder and the look on her face when she realises it’s me is priceless and one I won’t forget in a hurry.