Don’t get sucked in. He’s hot, but don’t let him suck you in. “I don’t want you telling your girlfriend –”
“She’s my sister,” Seth interrupted. “My older sister.”
“Yeah right,” Julia said. “Like men haven’t been using that line forever.” Oh, god please be his sister.
“No, seriously,” Seth said. “She’s dating, well, now engaged to one of the groomsman. He popped the question last night while they were walking on the beach. She wanted to show me the ring, so we had breakfast together, or we were going to.”
The door opened again and an older man stepped inside. He looked to the console and upon seeing the entire display buttons lit, slowly turned to look at Julia and Seth.
“She did it,” Seth said, pointing at Julia. Julia nudged him with her shoulder.
“Stop it,” she whispered. “We’re sorry, sir.” She offered a smile and the man faced forward again.
Seth chuckled under his breath and leaned into Julia. She looked into his eyes for a moment and her stomach tingled. Staring at his lips, her mind wandered, and she found herself wanting to kiss him. I wonder what he tastes like. Does he kiss softly or hard and full of passion?
“We okay now?” Seth leaned over and whispered next to Julia’s ear. His warm breath on her bare skin made her muscles contract.
“Yes,” she said, keeping her voice low so only Seth could hear. “We’re okay. And I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to assume anything.”
“It’s okay.” Seth stood straight and pushed the hair off his face. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”
“I’m not...” Julia’s replied a bit too loud and she spoke through gritted teeth. She adjusted her volume and tried again. “I’m not jealous.”
“You are,” Seth said. He smiled smugly. The doors to the elevator opened and the man exited. As the doors were closing, he pushed his foot inside to stop them.
“I just wanted to tell you,” he said, the corners of his mouth turned up to a pleasant smile. “You two make a very cute couple.”
“We’re not –”
“Thank you, sir,” Seth said. He quickly moved to stand in front of Julia. “We really appreciate that.”
Julia felt Seth’s hand brush the side of her breast and it instantly heightened her senses. She caught her breath, focused on his fingers as they gentle rested on her forearm. The man stepped off the elevator and the doors closed behind him.
“What the hell, Seth?”
“Did you want to have a debate with him about us not being a couple?” Seth turned to face Julia, and folded his arms over his chest. He rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. “Or just let a man that we’ll probably never see again think whatever he wanted and go along his way?”
Julia leaned her head to the right, and looking around Seth, checked the elevator doors to make sure they were closed. As she drew back her gaze, she caught sight of Seth’s biceps and took a deep breath. She chuckled and let out the air in a huff. “Yeah, okay, but I’m not jealous.”
She looked down at the floor of the elevator to hide her eyes. She was afraid if Seth looked into them, he would see the truth, she was jealous. She was very jealous of the woman he claimed to be his sister. When he hugged her, Julia wanted to be the one in his arms.
“Prove it.” Seth slid his left foot closer and leaned in. He placed his left hand on the railing, directly next to Julia’s body.
“How?” Julia said. “How do you prove to someone you’re not jealous?” He smells so good. What is that? Aramis? Oh, man. Why does he have to smell so good?
The door opened and Julia leaned to look at the door again. Seth put his finger on her chin and pulled her back to center. “No. Look at me.” He slid his right foot forward and put his right hand on the rail, confining Julia between his muscular arms.
“But what if someone –”
“I don’t care about them.” Seth bent his head down, his mouth an inch away from her lips. “Right now, all I care about is you and me ...” Julia felt the heat from Seth’s breath on her face. The elevator dinged, the door closed, and they were in motion once again.
Julia closed her eyes and swallowed hard. Is someone in here? I want him to kiss me but not if someone is in here. Opening her eyes, she met Seth’s gaze and held his stare. Suddenly, Seth used the railing and pushed himself back. “... and getting you to say you’ll have a drink with me.”
Julia huffed. They were alone in the elevator. “Ass,” she said. He is such a tease. Why didn’t he just kiss me? He had the perfect opportunity.
“What?” Seth said. He stood beside Julia, leaning against the back wall. The elevator doors parted and three people boarded, smiling, and laughing.
They talked about some guy named Jack and how much he would love St. Lucia. Julia looked at Seth. He shrugged his shoulders.
“Ass.” She mouthed the word, hoping that repeating it would be more impactful. Seth chuckled.
“Did you want me to kiss you?” He whispered.
Julia glared at Seth, her eyes wide. “Shut, up,” she said. She gritted her teeth in a large fake smile.
“I will kiss you if you want me to. You’re very kissable.” Seth turned sideways, facing Julia. The other people in the elevator chuckled but didn’t turn around. “In fact, I would love to kiss you. Do you want me to kiss you right now?”
The elevator dinged, the doors opened, and the other passengers quickly exited. Turning to walk down the hall, they looked back at the couple and continued to laugh. Julia felt a warmth rise from her chest, move up her neck, and spread over her cheeks and forehead. It felt like those elevator doors stayed open for five minutes or more, but once sealed, Julia spun around to face Seth, giving him a firm shove.
Seth laughed, stumbling backwards against the opposite wall with a thud.
“What the hell is the matter with you?” Julia snapped. “Why would you embarrass me like that?”
“Why were you embarrassed?” Seth said. He rubbed the area of his chest where Julia had shoved him.
“Those people were laughing at me. That’s why.”
“No, they were laughing at me. I was the one being an ass. Not you. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” Seth smiled big, showing all his perfect teeth. “But you’re even cuter when you’re blushing than when you’re jealous.”
“Oh, shut up,” Julia said.
“I wonder what else would make you blush. Let’s find out.”
Seth grabbed Julia by the hand and pulled her close. Putting one hand on each side of her face, he gently touched his soft, warm lips to hers. She whimpered and placed her hands on his waist fisting the material of his shirt between her fingers. She no longer paid attention to the door of the elevator, or to who entered or exited. Seth kissed her again, parting her lips with the tip of his tongue. Julia opened her mouth and welcomed him in, their tongues slowly dancing.
Don’t do this. Julia wanted to resist him, to pull away and tell him that his advances were inappropriate. He’s too young. Her mind insisted that this was wrong, but every cell of her body was screaming how right it felt to be in his arms, to feel his touch, and to kiss his luscious lips.
Seth pulled back from their kiss and caressed her cheek. His breathing was as ragged as hers. “Have a drink with me tonight,” he said.
Looking over her shoulder, Julia was relieved to see they were alone. Only two buttons remained lit on the panel, the last one being her floor.
“Give me your phone.” Seth reached out and waited.
Still dazed from their kiss, Julia reached into the small purse slung across her body and pulled out her phone. Unlocking the screen, she placed it in his hand. She turned her head as the elevator door opened, suddenly feeling a sense of urgency, knowing she only had moments left with Seth.
Seth tapped on the screen, typed for a few seconds, and then handed the phone back to Julia. “Now you have my number. Text me when you’re free and I’ll meet you for a drink.”
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bsp; Julia looked down at her phone to see the contact information for Prince Charming. “Really?” Julia lifted her head slightly and looked up at Seth. “Prince Charming?”
Seth smiled and lightly shrugged his shoulders. “It’s memorable.”
She looked at the screen again. “What if you’re busy?”
Seth pushed Julia’s hair behind her ear. “I’ll make an excuse not to be.”
The elevator door opened and she stepped back toward the exit.
Seth bent his head down and lightly touched his lips to hers. Putting his foot in front of the door to keep it open, he moved his mouth next to her ear. “I can’t wait to see you again,” he said. His voice was barely a whisper. His breath was warm on her neck.
Come to my room and I’ll show you all of me.
CHAPTER 6
A s the elevator doors slowly came together with a hiss, Julia kept her eyes on Seth. Her cell phone text notification went off and she jumped. “Dammit,” she mumbled. Looking down at her phone, she realized how long it had been since she left her friends. Grace was texting her.
You okay?
I’m fine. Julia wasn’t about to text the details of her elevator encounter, but she would definitely tell them all about it when she met them for their next adventure – in about an hour. Sorry. Got distracted. Julia walked down the hallway to her room, trying not to walk into anything while texting.
Leaving for the volcano tour in about an hour. Will you be ready?
Yep. Meet you in the lobby. Just going to shower and change. Entering her room, Julia flipped the security lock, tossed her purse and phone onto the desk, and sat on the edge of the king size bed. Her mind filled with images of Seth, his large biceps, his beautiful smile, and how good he tasted when their lips touched. She could still taste that kiss.
Sliding her shorts and black panties over her rounded buttocks and down her legs, Julia kicked them off and away from her. She untied her tank top from around her neck, slowly peeling the material over her head. Her ample breasts now freed to the air-conditioned room, her nipples hardened, and a chill ran down her spin. Naked, Julia fell back onto the bed, enjoying the coolness of the bedspread against her skin.
The feel of her fingers on her own body was exhilarating. Julia ran her tongue over her dry lips to moisten them. Her fingertips traced a path down her rounded belly, causing her skin to react with goosebumps. A tingling migrated its way down her body and before she was aware of what was happening, her knees had dropped to the sides and she had opened her hot wet cunt to the cool air.
What is happening to me? When did I become so…wanton? A sense of adventurous guilt came over her. She turned her head and realized the curtains to the balcony were open. She didn’t know if anyone could see her, but just the thought of getting caught pleasuring herself just made her want it more. What if Seth saw me? What would he say? Would he just watch me, loving the way I touch myself? Maybe he would tell me what to do, to slow down, or go faster. Or would he take over, and fuck me ‘til I scream?
Julia felt the moisture growing between her legs. She reached down and ran her fingers through the small patch of hair on her pubic bone. Her middle finger eagerly found its way to her clit, and she gasped at the sensation of her own touch. She let out a soft breathy moan, sliding two fingers into her swollen heat.
Pulling her legs back, she placed her feet on the edge of the bed, giving full access to her own body. The fingers of her right hand gently pulsed in and out of her hot opening, while she used the middle finger of her left hand to massage her sensitive, swollen clit. “Oh, yes.” She kept her words soft, but they seemed to echo in the quietness of the room.
Seth. Her mind began to fill with thoughts of the handsome younger man. Oh, god, Seth. She began to fantasize about being with him, of letting go of her inhibitions and allowing herself to enjoy the pleasures of his magnificent form. Her mind conjured images of Seth wrapping his sweet lips around her stiff nipples. She closed her eyes and imagined Seth looking up at her as his tongue flicked at her swollen clit. The feel of his rough hands against the heightened sensitivity of her skin, caressing, touching, squeezing in all the right places. Fuck me, Seth.
Julia felt the passion in her body rising. Her muscles began to tighten around her fingers as she quickened the pace. Fuck me harder. She pictured Seth on top of her, looking down, thrusting himself deep inside. I’m going to come. Her breathing quickened and she took the side of her bottom lip between her teeth to keep from calling out. She massaged her clit faster and pushed her fingers deep inside her wet heat one last time. She held her fingers still inside the growing moisture, rubbing her clit hard and fast, building her orgasm to its fullest. All at once, the muscles around her fingers clenched. She let out a deep moan and arched her back as her body screamed out in pleasure. Her finger continued to massage her overly swollen clit, not stopping until her legs began to shake and a sense of exhaustion took over.
Julia put her arms out to her sides and hung her legs over the edge of the bed. She laid still and quiet, staring out the balcony door. The sky was a beautiful blue and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. She felt at peace. Maybe I should take a risk. What do I have to lose?
Pushing herself upright, Julia took a deep breath. “Fuck it,” she said.
Julia quickly showered and dressed in a pair of red shorts, and a white tank top. Grabbing her phone, room key, and purse, she danced around the room, and then opened the door to see her friends exiting their rooms as well.
“Let’s do this,” Julia said. She walked down the hall feeling confident, and ready for the next time she encountered Seth.
CHAPTER 7
“ Okay, Zack,” Mia said, sitting on massage table and facing a young man with large arms and magic hands. “Which one of us do you think has the best boobs?
“Don’t answer that,” Grace said. “Trust me. This is a conversation you can’t win.” Grace laid face down on the table, wiggling out of her towel as a large breasted woman covered her backside with a white sheet.
“And the boob comparison conversation is how we know Mia has reached her limit of champagne. So let’s switch her to sparkling water.” Julia mimicked Grace’s actions. A man who bore a striking resemblance to Clay Matthews of the Green Bay Packers covered Julia’s ass with another white sheet – he claimed there was no relation. She asked. Maybe she’d had too much champagne.
After three days of one adventure after another, a chance to relax and be pampered was just what she needed. Forty-five minutes flew by as she and her friends sighed and moaned softly in pleasure during their group massage. As their sessions ended, they sat on the edge of the tables. Someone’s cell phone vibrated.
“There are no phones in here,” the blonde woman said. From her tone of voice, everyone knew she was in charge.
“Sorry,” Wendy said. “I thought I turned it off.” Wendy slid off the table and moved to her robe at the edge of the room. She quickly retrieved the phone from the pocket.
“You would go into cardiac arrest if you turned your phone off,” Deb said. “You fall asleep with that thing in your hand.”
“Shut up, Deb.” Wendy waited for the masseuses to exit and then looked at the screen.
Julia put on her robe and followed the other woman towards the locker room to get dressed. Wendy kept her eyes on her phone.
“You’re going to run into a wall,” Julia said.
“What?” Wendy looked up. “Oh, yeah. Sorry.”
“What is so interesting?” Julia stretched her neck to try to see Wendy’s screen.
“Nothing,” Wendy snapped. She pushed the button on the side of the device to turn it off. “Just stupid Facebook notifications.”
The group chatted as they dressed, and made plans for dinner and dancing. Suddenly, everyone’s cell phone vibrated one after another. Everyone except Julia’s.
“What is going on? I thought you guys said we weren’t going to be doing social media shit while we were here?” The group was quiet f
or a moment. Julia looked at each of them, staring at their screens on their phone. “Hello!” she said. “Remember me? What’s going on?” Wendy glanced at Mia and Deb.
“Guys stop it,” Grace said. She slapped her phone to her thigh. “Just tell her. She’s going to find out. Better to hear it from us.”
“Tell me what?” Julia suddenly felt scared and a bit uneasy. The group didn’t keep secrets but it appeared they were working very hard to keep something from her at the moment. “What’s going on?”
“Nice, Grace,” Mia said. Her words oozed with frustration and sarcasm. “You could have handled that better.”
“Dammit!” Julia slammed her shoes down to the floor. Someone better tell me what the fuck is going on.”
Deb handed Julia her phone. “This is what the notifications were about,” she said. “We just didn’t want you to get upset, or for it to ruin your vacation.”
Julia took the phone from Deb’s hand and stared at the screen. She put her hand on her stomach as she felt a wave of nausea. Her throat tightened, and she slowly lowered herself down into the chair behind her.
“You’re better off without him, honey,” Mia said. She moved closer to Julia and placed a hand on her shoulder. Julia barely heard Mia, staring at the picture of her ex-husband and his new bride, complete with a baby bump.
“He told me he didn’t want kids,” Julia said. Even to her own ears, her words were soft and full of pain. “I guess he just didn’t want them with me.”
“Did you really want them with him?” Wendy said. “Think about it. If you had a kid together, you would be tied to him for the rest of your life.”
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