Paradise: The Paradise Club Series

by Low, JA

  “I should go.” My eyes are becoming heavy, and I am feeling awfully sleepy.

  “No, stay,” he murmurs.

  “You sure?”

  “Yes. We can freak out about it in the morning.”

  Nate wraps his strong arms around me, pulling me to him. He rests his chin on my head, and I nuzzle into his warm chest. The next thing I know, I’m asleep.

  11

  Camryn

  Waking up beside Nate isn’t the worst thing in the world. But it’s also not the smartest thing, either.

  “Can we freak out now?”

  Nate smiles as he opens his eyes, his hand is resting on my hip. My leg is wrapped over his, and we are entwined with each other.

  “I really wish I could freak out, but I don’t feel like it.”

  Nate seems surprised when he asks, “Do you regret it?”

  “No, not at all.” Reaching out and running my hand across his stubble, I continue, “Couldn’t regret those orgasms.”

  “I don’t either,” he adds.

  “We aren’t going to make this weird between us, are we?”

  “I sure hope not.”

  “I feel like I’m giving you mixed signals,” I say straight out, confessing what’s been worrying me.

  “I thought I was doing the same thing to you.” We both smile at our similar thoughts. “I’ve gone on and on about not mixing business and pleasure and all that shit, and…” He looks between us.

  “I gave you that whole speech last night of… ‘respect me, I’m a professional woman’ and then threw myself at you.”

  “Well, I caught you.” He chuckles. “And, I do respect you.”

  “I was horny.”

  “So was I,” he tells me. “I feel like a month full of messages and calls kind of led us to this moment.”

  He’s right. It was probably one of the longest foreplays ever. We just couldn’t help it.

  “So, what do we do?”

  “I don’t know, Camryn.” At least he’s giving me an honest answer. “I have to leave this afternoon. I need to head down to London to check on my clubs, then fly to the resort to get ready for our soft launch in a couple of weeks.”

  We’re both very busy people.

  He runs a sex empire. He’s a client. He’s also a friend.

  Are you bothered if he sleeps with anyone else? I’m not sure.

  “Can I be honest with you, Nate.”

  “Of course, you can.”

  “I like you.” Biting my lip, then I continue, “I like our chats. I like what’s inside of you, not just what’s on the outside.” This makes him chuckle. “But I don’t want more…” I pause. “Harris, broke me,” I tell him. “What he did to me… the lying, the cheating, the damn well everything...” I am waving my hands dramatically in the air. “He’s gouged a big scar on my heart.”

  “Camryn...” I can hear the sincerity in that one word.

  “I know you both have issues. And you probably don’t want to hear this, especially not while we’re both half-naked, but I honestly thought Harris was the one.” Nate tenses beside me. “Maybe that makes me a selfish bitch for jumping you last night, for pursuing you straight after Harris cheated on me. I felt so lost.”

  “Cam, you don’t have to apologize.” Nate reaches out and caresses my face. Like the bitch I am, I lean into his touch, lapping up the affectionate move. “Not going to lie, hearing you talk about Harris like that, it riles me. But I understand what you had together, and I can respect that.” I like Nate’s honesty. “I like this…” Nate waves between us. “I like getting your text messages. I like hearing your voice. I like hanging out with you. But like you, I don’t want more.” Oh, well, that’s good. “I’m about to open the world’s largest sex resort. I have two more islands that Sam and I purchased, and we have started on. Also, I’m looking at expanding The Paradise Club into luxury yachts. Most women I’ve dated don’t like it when my attention is elsewhere. They don’t understand that unfortunately, business does mean more to me than them.”

  “I totally get that. That’s where I’m at, at the moment, too. My business has one hundred percent of my focus, and men hate that fact.” Letting out a sigh, I close and open my eyes. “I let Harris take my focus away for a while. I won’t do that again.”

  Nate nods in understanding.

  That’s why I can talk to him. He gets it. He gets me.

  “Guess we’re more similar than we thought.”

  “Guess we are.” Smiling up at him, I state, “So that leaves us as what? Friends?”

  “Yeah. I hope so. Someone you can depend on any time, day or night,” he tells me.

  Those words appeal to me.

  Somehow, I feel lighter for them being said.

  “That sounds nice. But what about this?” I wave my hand between our half-naked selves.

  “Um…” Nate frowns. “Would it destroy all the things I’ve just said if I told you that I wouldn’t mind fooling around with you again?”

  “Oh, you would?”

  “But I understand if this is a no-go zone now.”

  “Let’s not be hasty now.” Nate raises his eyebrow and wiggles it. “I mean… we both just said we’re super busy people.” Nate nods his head in agreement. “And we both agreed we’re not looking for anything more.” Again, he nods his head in approval. “But a girl has needs.” I run my finger down his bronzed bicep. “I’m also going to be really honest with you right now.” He nods his head, waiting. Moving quickly, I push Nate back against the bed and straddle him. “If you have time before you go. I would like to fuck you properly. No clothes this time.”

  His eyes widen, and his mouth falls open. He seems utterly shocked but also pleased at my forwardness when his lips turn up in a smirk. “But…” holding up my finger, I halt him from talking. “When you go, there’s a high probability that I might fuck someone else, too.”

  Nate tenses below me.

  Shit! Maybe that’s a little too forward, but it’s the truth.

  “I have a high sex drive,” I state while rubbing myself against him. “If I’m not in a committed relationship, then I have no problems finding a release when and where I want to.” Nate’s fingers dig into my hip, holding me against him. “Can you work with that?”

  “Yes,” he groans as I rub myself against him. “Fuck! Yes.” He closes his eyes for a brief moment then continues, “It’s only fair I warn you now… there’s a high probability I might fuck someone while at the London club.”

  I tense a little hearing his words, but it’s only fair I take them on board because he took mine.

  “And I most certainly will when I get to the resort. You know… for quality measures.”

  This makes me burst out laughing. “Of course. No one wants a crap blow-job wake-up call.”

  “So, we will be each other’s scratches when we have an itch?”

  “Yep.” Moving over him, I start to grind.

  “And no jealousy?”

  I shake my head. We aren’t in a committed relationship, so there’s nothing to be jealous of.

  He hesitates, not sure if he believes me.

  “If you need to fuck someone in front of me, Nate, to prove I won’t be jealous, then that’s fine.”

  “Don’t say those things to me, Camryn. You’re giving me all kinds of ideas.”

  My eyes widen, feeling him harden against me. “Does that turn you on, Nate? The thought of fucking someone else while I get myself off watching it.”

  “Fuck, Cam,” he groans. “Don’t say it if you don’t mean it.”

  Leaning forward, my teeth sink into his ear lobe. “Oh, I mean it,” I purr into his ear. “I wouldn’t be opposed if the woman wanted to eat my pussy while you fucked her.”

  “Goddammit, Camryn. Do you want me to come in pants?”

  “Just like last night.”

  Nate growls, before grabbing and throwing me onto my back.

  “I’ll warn you one last time, Camryn.” Nate looks like he
’s seconds away from losing control. It’s hot, and I am extremely aroused. “Don’t test me, woman.”

  Oh, he’s turned all alpha on me.

  Hot. Hot. Hot.

  “I want to try everything you have to offer, Nate.”

  He reaches over and grabs a condom from the drawer next to the bed. Nate takes off his white tank top, and my hands instantly reach out to touch him. Running my nails down his stomach, I watch his bronze skin turn red with my marks. He pushes his briefs down exposing his dick.

  Dammit, Nate Lewis, you have a pretty dick.

  A tiny bead of pre-cum sits on top. I take a finger wiping the bead off and place my finger into my mouth. His eyes darken to an almost black with need.

  “I have the darkest fantasies living inside of me that I’ve never been able to explore before… until you.”

  Sheathing himself, he nudges my legs wider, then moves my panties to the side and runs the tip of his dick through my wet folds.

  Shit. Yes.

  “I can give you what you want, Camryn.” He pushes inside me slowly. “I can deliver your wildest fantasies.” Pushing further, he’s now stretching me, and it feels so good. “You want me to find a woman that can eat your pussy as good as I can? Done.” Closing my eyes, I listen to his dirty words. “Want me to blindfold you, tie you up, and offer you as the resort’s personal sex toy, leaving you spread open so anyone can fuck your perfect little cunt? Done!”

  Oh my God, Nate’s dirty talk is on point.

  “Yes. Yes.”

  “I want to fuck you in the rainforest where everyone can see. I want them to wish they were me… wish they were the ones making you come.”

  Shit, Nate! I claw his back as he pounds into me. His teeth sink into my shoulder as I hang on for dear life.

  “After you’ve fucked that rock star, which I know you will, I want you to call me. I want to hear how wet your pussy got for him?” Lord, help me now, Nate is going to kill me via his dirty talk. “I want you to tell me over the phone exactly how he made you come.” Nate’s able to find some nuclear button deep inside of me, which sets me off.

  He pounds into me over and over again. His hand covers my mouth as I scream the place down as I come undone. Doesn’t matter that the walls are ten inches thick because the entire castle is going to hear me come.

  “Take it, Camryn. Fucking take all of me.”

  My eyes widen, I don’t think I can come anymore.

  Nate flexes his hips, and fuck me dead, somehow he finds another bundle of nerves that sets me off like a fireworks show. I’ve never been so wet in my entire life. Should I be embarrassed?

  Nate’s hand moves from my mouth to my throat. Thick fingers wrap around my neck, and he squeezes ever so gently. My eyes roll back into my head as I think about this man being a sex wizard. How does he know what I want or need?

  “Trust me, Camryn.”

  Oh, I do.

  Looking him straight in the eyes as he puts more pressure around my throat, giving me just enough, he continues fucking me, but his stare never leaves mine. A smile forms on his face as I take everything he gives me.

  “More, Nate. I want more.”

  “Fuck, Camryn. Jesus, fuck!” His eyes roll into the back of his head as I squeeze myself around him. “Do it again?” those almost intense dark sapphire eyes tell me. “Make me feel that tight cunt wrapped around my dick.”

  I do it again, and again, and again until Nate loses himself in me. His hand falls from my throat as he turns feral with need. I hold onto his broad shoulders while he gives me his all until he falls forward and screams his release into the bed.

  Holy fucking shit!

  We’re both breathless and covered in sweat.

  Nate looks over at me. “Where the fuck did you come from, Camryn Starr?”

  12

  Nate

  “Earth to Nate…” My brother, Alex, kicks me underneath the table, as we watch three women having fun in the cube. “You’ve been lost in your mind for the past ten minutes. There are three beautiful women eating each other out, and you are not even the slightest bit interested.” I can tell he’s growing annoyed with me.

  “Sorry. There’s something on my mind.”

  More like a someone.

  My attention is turned back to the three beautiful women having fun in the cube. The cube is a giant glass-walled room that anyone can enter and basically entertain the people around them. It’s one of our most used rooms.

  One of the women is blonde, and my mind begins to wander to another blonde. One I left behind not forty-eight hours ago. One that’s been sending me naughty text messages ever since, telling me how many times she’s touched herself after she left my bed. I’ve jerked off over her words too many times to count.

  I’m addicted.

  I know it!

  What happened that morning took me by surprise. One minute we were talking about the fact that we shouldn’t cross the line, that we should be friends, then next thing I know, we’re fucking each other’s brains out, and she’s asking me for the dirtiest things.

  There’s been a lot of women who have told me things they want done or to do, but they have never affected me the way Camryn’s requests have. I like a confident woman, but most of the women outside my world, who are unaware of my business, try too hard. They try to be something they aren’t. Whereas, Camryn, I think she’s a woman who has had to hide her true self. Because let’s face it, there are a lot of men out there who cannot handle a successful, driven, intelligent woman like Camryn Starr. All they see is the gorgeous blonde, big tits, and legs for days. They don’t care that her business intellect is sharp as a tack. They only care about getting a woman like her on her knees to service them, when really, they should be the one on their knees servicing her.

  “You okay? You’re acting weird,” my younger brother tells me.

  Alexander is a couple of years younger than me, and he’s taken over the family’s real estate empire. He likes what I have created. No, he enjoys the benefits of being my brother, but he isn’t that interested in the business. He’s happy building his empire in another field. My dad was happy when my brother told him he wanted to take over from him. My father always thought it would be me, but I had other plans. Yes, my parents know what I do. They’re not keen on it as it doesn’t interest them, but they’re proud of my achievements even if it’s in a field perhaps they don’t entirely approve of.

  “Did something happen at the wedding?” I know my brother, he’s annoying as fuck and won’t give in until I tell him what’s on my mind.

  “What happens if you meet someone—” I don’t get to finish.

  “What the fuck, you’ve met someone?” he raises his voice.

  “Not like that, dipshit. And lower your fucking voice.”

  Alex picks up his drink and takes a sip.

  “There’s a girl I’ve been talking to. We move in the same circles but had never met. I also hired her to do a job for me.” Alex raises a brow. “She runs her own business. She’s crazy smart—”

  “So, she’s ugly?”

  “Alex!” I roll my eyes at my brother.

  “Hey, you led with smart brain instead of hot tits like you normally do, so what am I to think?”

  Do I? I’m such a dick.

  “She’s smart. Beyond beautiful. Yes, she has great tits. She’s also sexually compatible with me. Basically, she a fucking unicorn.”

  My brother takes my comments in and mulls them over for a little bit before saying, “You like her.”

  “Duh.”

  “No. I mean you actually like her! Not just because she might be a good lay but because you like hanging out with her.”

  “Yeah. We talk all the time. Even before we slept together.”

  He nods his head while taking it all in. “You’re not ready to be monogamous, is that it?”

  “She doesn’t want to be monogamous.”

  “Hang on… what the fuck?” My brother’s question surprises me.
“You telling me this woman ticks all your boxes and more, plus she’s happy to let you screw other people?”

  “She’ll be sleeping with other people, too.”

  Alex waves his hand in the air as if it’s a given. “Why are you not marrying this woman.”

  “Be serious, Alex.”

  “Fine.” He rolls his eyes. “If you don’t plan on marrying the woman, or getting serious with her, then what’s the problem?” Maybe he’s right. “Oh…” he claps his hands loudly, “… the problem is you can see yourself falling for her, but she doesn’t want anything more.”

  “Don’t get yourself carried away there, brother. It hasn’t been that long.”

  “But she’s told you she doesn’t want anything, right?”

  “Yes. But I told her the same thing.”

  “Ah… interesting.”

  “Stop analyzing me,” I grumble.

  “Then you need to stop analyzing everything. You’re so caught up in your own head. If you believe her when she says she doesn’t want anything, then take her word at face value and don’t feel bad about fucking around.”

  He’s right. This is the first time I’ve believed a woman when she’s told me she wants no-strings-attached fun. Most women think they want it, but then feelings develop and ‘boom,’ they’re crying because they found you fucking one of your staff in your office, or so I’ve heard.

  “Can’t believe I’m saying this, but you’re right,” I tell my brother.

  Alex puffs out his chest triumphantly with a big dirty smirk. “Now, that I’ve got my wingman back… do you think you could arrange for those three women in the cube to come play with me?”

  “I’ll see what I can do.”

  * * *

  “Mr. Lewis, you asked for me.” The beautiful blonde walks into my office.

  “Yes, Jade, I did.”

  “What can I help you with, sir?” Those bright red lips look deliciously plump, and I wouldn’t mind seeing them wrapped around my dick. I’ve played before with Jade—she’s one of our senior girls at our London club. She loves sucking cock, and she’s brilliant at it. She knows when I call her to my office what I’m after.