Romance: One Fine Holiday
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My mind tells me to stay away from him but my heart is telling me something different.
“I went back for you,” I whisper.
His eyes light up.
“And I still have the rose at home.”
He smiles a stunning smile.
“You went to my house on the island?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
I shrug my shoulders, “No-one has ever made me feel as special as you make me feel.”
“Then come back with me.”
“Where?”
“To the island.”
“When?”
“Now.”
“What about this business deal?”
“Forget about the business deal. I don’t need another island,” he laughs, “I already own two. What do I need another one for?”
Chapter 17
My heart flutters.
My insides are alive.
The more I sit next to Clarke the more I am filled with desire. He can sense it too. We both know it.
We want each other.
We physically need each other.
The longer we sit here the more we can’t hold it in. I can tell in his eyes that he wants me. I can feel that he wants me. There is electricity in the air between us. It feels like we are about to explode.
Quickly, the desire becomes too much.
In a moment bursting with love and lust, Clarke grabs my hand and leads me out to his limousine parked next to my office building. We scramble into the back and Clarke locks the door behind me.
As I land on the leather seat, Clarke comes over the top of me.
“Wait,” I stop him, “Won’t people see us?”
“Not in here. The windows are extra tinted so people can’t see in and the driver is not in the car,” he smiles.
I smile back.
Clarke comes over the top of me and his lips land on mine.
Wow…
Our kiss is alight with passion and desire. I can feel it build throughout every part of me.
I feel like I am about to burst with passion.
This is the start of a new chapter in my life, and this time – I am willing to take the risk. Clarke is everything I ever wanted and it doesn’t matter where we end up. We could be in the country, in the city, or on the island.
I don’t care.
As long as I am with him, I will be happy.
Lying on the back seat of the limousine, we kiss with aching hunger for each other. In the storm of passion, I pull the shirt off his shoulders and again, I see the strength of Clarke.
His body is rock hard.
It looks like it has been cut from stone.
His chest bulges out and his stomach is flat and toned. I run my hands over his solid chest, becoming lost in his magical body.
We kiss for a very long time. I don’t want this to stop.
I can’t kiss him enough.
I have a physical need for Clarke. I need his body.
His hands run over my curves with passionate desire and his fingers find their way up my skirt.
Lost in the moment, I become wet. Very wet.
I want him.
I need him.
He pulls my knickers from under my skirt and I kick them off to the side.
My hands go straight for his belt, unbuckling it, and then ripping his pants to the floor. Once his pants are off, I run my hands on the inside of his expensive jocks, and push them all the way to the floor.
Clarke leans back on the seat of the limousine, and I fall to his crouch.
Filled with passion, I grab his cock with my left hand, and it instantly swells in size.
It is huge.
Even bigger than I remember.
Putting his manhood in my mouth, I grip the base of it with my left hand.
I am so, so wet.
When I take all of him in my mouth, he groans loudly.
“Oh yes Ella!”
He is big.
And strong.
I love it. He tastes like man.
I run my mouth over and over his member and it grows harder with each stroke. My right hand cups his balls and I bounce my head on his member.
“Yes!” he continues to groan as his fingers run through my hair.
He clenches and moans. My hand runs up and down his strong shaft and I want it all. I take him in my mouth over and over again. I need his cock.
Looking up at him, I see the smile on his face.
I take his hardness out of my mouth and move over his body. I climb on-top of his muscular physique, straddling him as he remains seated.
Just as I am about to sit my wet pussy on his rock-hard member, he tosses me aside on the back seat.
He moves down to the area between my legs and his touch rushes desire through my body. I relax my thighs to open my pussy to his tongue.
He kisses the inside of my thighs, and I think I am about to burst with lust and anticipation.
His tongue touches my pussy.
The feeling dances through my whole body, tingling every inch of my skin. The feeling is like nothing I have ever experienced before.
I love it.
It fills me with passion.
My body heats up and my mind becomes lost.
Clarke moves over the top of me in the missionary position and my heart almost stops.
I need him.
His hard cock touches my spot and I almost faint with lust.
He gently pushes himself into my pussy and it feels amazing. I feel every part of his strong cock deep within my pussy.
Oh, that feels amazing.
He holds himself within me.
Yes…
Oh yes!
His hands run all over my body, smoothing over my breasts. They are tender and sensitive, and he treats them with admiration.
“Oh yes, Ella,” he moans, “You have an amazing body.”
I moan while he caresses my breasts. I love the way he adores my female body.
“You are amazing,” he whispers.
After that statement, he thrusts himself into me.
Hard.
Very hard.
I begin to feel the full force of his strength pound into me. He starts to pound me with aggression and power like I have never felt before. I try to grip at the seat of the limousine but there is nothing to grip onto.
He pumps and he pumps.
His strength rams into me.
Oh yes!
He slows, puffing, and moves back to sitting down. I come over the top of him and straddle his hard cock.
Placing my pussy lips at the top of his member, I let my juices run over the tip of his cock. I look deep into his eyes and I feel a connection. This feels right.
I ease my pussy over his cock, letting it slide deep into me. Oh, that feels good. I bring my hips all the way down and hold his hardness inside me.
“Oh yes, Ella!”
He is deep inside me.
Placing my hands on his strong chest, I push against it. It is so firm and full of muscle. When I find the right position, I start to move my hips. I can feel every part of his perfectly shaped member inside my pussy.
I rotate my hips over his cock, pushing it side to side. My juices are flowing and I can’t stop.
Oh yes…
Not able to control the lust, he picks me up and leans me over the back seat, guiding me into doggy style. Instantly his cock drives deep, pushing into my pussy.
He builds and then begins to punish my pussy with quick, hard thrusts full of sexual energy.
Yes!
His hands run all over my back and he slaps the flesh of my behind.
Yes!
Orgasm starts to flush over my whole body and I can’t control what I’m doing.
My world is shaking.
I love it.
Yes!
Clarke thrusts into me with all his power. In one last moment, he pushes deep and I feel him come inside me.
He falls to the back seat, panti
ng, trying to catch his breath. I collapse on-top of him, lost in my moment.
Oh yes…
I am glowing.
Snuggling into the strength of Clarke’s body, I look up to his eyes. We connect emotionally and I know that I have made the right decision.
Wow…
“Are you sure you will come back to the island?” Clarke asks.
“Oh yes…”
The End
Authors Note:
Thankyou for reading this story. I sat down and penned this story to highlight the value and power of female friendships in life.
My friends have always been there for me and have always helped me develop the courage to say yes. When life threw some hard moments my way, my friends pulled me through.
And when the perfect man walked into my life, I rejected him because I did not think I was good enough. But my friends convinced me that I was good enough and that I should take the chance.
Without their love, I would never have had the confidence to say yes to my perfect man.
To my friends – Thankyou!!
Love
Amy McAdams.