Ample Delights

by Nichelle Gregory

  Writhing with pleasure, Terrah moaned incoherently as Nick’s fingers slipped from her body. She felt him shift his weight again, moving over her, positioning his cock to take her at last. Her eyelids fluttered open again when he entered her. He slowly filled her and a long blissful sigh escaped her lips. She lifted her legs up to take him in even deeper. He kissed the side of her knee and she was touched by the tender gesture.

  “You feel so good inside of me.”

  Her gaze locked with his, and she could see the depth of his passion for her in his eyes.

  “It gets better than this,” Nick ground out, proving his statement to be true with every thrust of his hips.

  Terrah gripped his forearms, her fingers bit into his skin and she cried out again. Her voice echoed in the room along with the erotic sound of his body slamming against her with each measured stroke. He rocked her harder and she raked her fingers across his back, mewling with each skin-slapping thrust. Terrah crossed over into a world of pure ecstasy and realised pleasure had been only the beginning. Nick sank into her silky heat over and over again and she forgot all other coherent thoughts. She couldn’t be quiet, didn’t recognise the breathy sounds of bliss she was making. He momentarily silenced her whimpers with a kiss that pushed her back towards the ultimate pinnacle of release.

  She hadn’t thought another orgasm was possible during lovemaking. Her body proved her wrong. Nick pumped even faster and she climaxed again. Delicious ripples of pleasure stole her breath away. Terrah opened her mouth to scream again but she couldn’t utter a sound.

  “Terrah…”

  Hearing his rough, passion-filled voice as he came did something to her heart, but there was no time to analyse it. She could only feel. Her body was Nick’s and he’d taken her to a place she’d never been before. An erotic playground she’d never dreamed existed.

  He slipped from her wet warmth to lie beside her. Sated and sweaty, all Terrah could do was pant, still coming down from her erotic high. For several minutes, there was nothing but the uneven sound of their heavy breathing in the bedroom.

  “Wow!” Nick chuckled as he stretched against her. “I thought I’d imagined how incredible being with you would be but that was better than any fantasy.”

  Terrah smiled, basking in the languid glow of two incredible climaxes. Nick shifted on his side to face her and she turned her face towards him. He lifted his head up and rested his jaw in his hand.

  “I agree.”

  I’ll compare every lover to you…from this moment, forever.

  “Mmm…” Terrah stretched her body out against his. “This was way better than brunch.”

  “It was, but I think we need to get some food.”

  “I don’t want to move.”

  Terrah stretched slowly, loving the feel of his warm skin against hers.

  “You don’t have to. I’ll order in. What do you have a taste for?” He winked at her as he swung out of the bed, and Terrah laughed.

  “I’ll never hear that question again and not think of this moment.”

  Nick flashed her a grin, walked to the coffee table and picked up the menu. Terrah admired the rippling muscles in his back. Her gaze drifted down over his tapered hips to his tight ass.

  God, just watching him order room service was a sensory delight.

  “I think I know what you want.” Nick lifted the phone to his ear and glanced at her.

  Terrah smiled as he started talking on the phone. Spying her ponytail holder lying on the carpet, she scooted off the comforter and picked it up. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail and headed for the bathroom. Her body felt deliciously tender all over. A hot shower was exactly what she needed to smooth out the tender aches.

  You’ve got his sweat all over you.

  The thought made her smile wider. She hadn’t expected to sleep with him the moment he’d opened the door. The building sexual tension between them had exploded before she’d been able to overthink her wanton actions.

  Naughty girl.

  But at least now she could think about something other than Nick jumping her bones, like how beautiful and spacious his suite was. He even had a deck furnished with lounge chairs and lush potted plants. She flipped on the bathroom light, not surprised to see a Jacuzzi tub as well as a walk-in shower in the contemporarily styled facility.

  Terrah stared at her reflection in the huge mirror. She still had on her ripped panties. Remembering how Nick had torn them to taste her turned her on again. She reached for a washcloth inside the linen closet, stripped out of the soaked lingerie and padded to the shower. Once the water was warm, she stepped under the soothing stream and squeezed a dollop of shower gel from the bottle sitting on the marble shelf beside her. The fresh scent saturated the steam as she quickly lathered and rinsed off.

  The sound of music greeted her ears as she turned off the water, stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. She tucked it under her arm and peered into the steam-covered mirror.

  So much for my hair.

  Her sleek, blow-dried tresses were giving in to the humidity, curling in defiance.

  “Done already?” Nick asked, entering the bathroom. “I was hoping to join you.”

  “Next time.”

  Terrah looked at him through the fogged mirror. She turned around, and her pulse quickened at the sight of his naked body.

  “I’m going to hold you to that.” Nick winked at her before turning the shower back on.

  “I want you to.”

  Chapter Ten

  Terrah watched Nick as he bent down, picked her panties up off the floor and lifted them up to his nose.

  “You owe me a pair of panties.” Her voice sounded husky, a result of latent desire surging full force again.

  Nick smiled as he embraced her. “I suppose these are completely ruined.” He pitched the ripped lace on the bathroom counter.

  “Mm-hmm.”

  Terrah looked up at him, enjoying the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her. She rose up on her tiptoes and kissed his chin when he brushed his lips against her temple. “You shower so we can eat, because you’re gonna need your strength.”

  “You think so?”

  He stared down at her, and one dark eyebrow lifted as he squeezed her ass through the towel.

  Terrah shrugged. “Well, you did make me a promise.”

  He pressed her even closer to him. “Oh, and what did I promise?”

  “On the plane, you promised to make me say your name over and over again.”

  She drew in a deep breath against his chest, loving the smell of his skin mingled with traces of her body oil. “I only said it once.”

  Nick gave her a dark grin that made her stomach flip.

  “Actually, you said my name twice.”

  Terrah held up her finger and wagged it. “But only once ‘on the edge of a scream’. And that is what you promised…or have you forgotten?”

  “No, and you won’t ever forget it, either, when it happens again.”

  He ground his hips against her and she believed him. How could she want him so badly again?

  “Don’t you worry, babe”—Nick nipped her neck with his teeth, sending erotic shivers down her spine—“I always make good on my promises.” He searched her face for a moment. “No regrets?”

  There it was…the question she’d been avoiding asking herself since they’d got out of bed.

  “Terrah?”

  She rubbed her hand on his rock-hard chest and smiled up at him. “Regret all this? No way.”

  Nick laughed as he squeezed her ass. “Good…because we’re just getting started,” he said. He released her and stepped into the shower.

  She stared at him through the steamed glass door as he lathered his chest, and had to literally force herself to pivot and walk towards the bathroom door.

  “Oh, and Terrah?”

  She glanced back to him, her gaze following the trail of bubbles racing down his pecs and ripped abs.

  “Don’t
wear any panties while we’re here together on the island.”

  There were no words for what that demanding statement did to her equilibrium.

  Nick winked before turning his back on her.

  She left him lathering beneath the streaming water, wishing she could scrub her own mind free of her thoughts. Her response to Nick’s question had been true. She didn’t have any regrets about sleeping with him—being with Nick had been one of the most erotic experiences in her life. Yet a part of her wondered what she’d just got herself into. She didn’t engage in sexual flings, but here she was, involved in one.

  Can you handle it?

  “I’m a big girl.”

  Terrah tossed her towel on the bed, ignored her bra and picked her dress up off the floor by the foot of the bed. She could handle a tropical fling with a hot model. A little fun in the sun was exactly what she needed…deserved, after the sexual drought she’d emerged from.

  Terrah pulled on her dress. She wouldn’t be foolish enough to let her heart get involved. Terrah scoffed as she slipped the straps of her dress over her shoulders. That wouldn’t even be possible in the short time they’d be on the island.

  The sound of light knocking on the door saved her from thinking about it any further. She wrenched her dress into place as Nick came out of the bathroom with only a towel cinched around his waist.

  “I’ll get it.”

  The bellhop wheeled in their brunch, not even blinking an eye at his state of undress. Sweet scents of cinnamon and bacon filled the air and Terrah’s stomach rumbled.

  “Do you want to eat on the deck?” Nick asked, after tipping the bellboy and closing the door.

  “Sounds goo—” She paused, momentarily distracted as his towel fell to the floor and he proceeded to put on his linen pants, commando-style. “Sounds good.”

  He grinned at her. “Let’s eat.”

  “Aren’t you going to put on a shirt?”

  “Will it be too distracting for you if I don’t?”

  Terrah rolled her eyes. “Please, I see hot bodies all day long.”

  “Right,” Nick said as he put on his T-shirt, giving Terrah plenty of time to appreciate his washboard abs.

  She was playing it cool, but Nick, in any state of undress, distracted her to hell.

  Terrah slipped back into her heels, then rushed forward to open the glass doors leading out to the deck. Nick pushed the trolley containing their food forward and inhaled the sultry breeze that washed over them when they stepped outside. The sun was fading already, leaving swirls of red and orange across the sky, and Terrah was captivated by the beauty of the island. She looked over the balcony railing to see the pool shimmering bright blue and, farther out, she could see the ocean. She took in a deep breath and smiled.

  I’m in Hawaii with the man of my erotic dreams!

  She closed her eyes for a moment, just listening to the wind and the faint laugher and music drifting up from the poolside.

  “It’s so beautiful here.”

  “I know. You haven’t even seen the prettiest parts of the island. Mimosa?”

  “Yes, please.” Terrah sat down as Nick placed their dishes on the wooden table. “Mmm… Breakfast is my favourite meal.”

  “I told you I knew what you wanted.”

  They had Belgian waffles topped with whipped cream and sliced mangoes, two thick pieces of bacon and scrambled eggs topped with Cheddar cheese.

  Terrah took a bite of her waffles and moaned with pleasure. “This is so good. Wait until I tell my sister about this mango topping.”

  “Mango is good on so many things.” Nick pointed his fork in her direction. “It’s nice to be with a woman who can appreciate good food.”

  “The usual model types you date stick to carrots and coffee, eh?”

  “How did you know?” He gave her a mock-shocked expression as she laughed.

  “I’m not exaggerating.”

  He bit into his bacon as he shook his head. “Oh, I know you aren’t.”

  “I gave up on being model-thin a long time ago.”

  “Thank God. I don’t understand why women don’t embrace what makes them feminine in a man’s eyes. I like to feel the curves of the woman I’m with.”

  Terrah’s eyes dropped to his lips as he lifted a forkful of eggs to his mouth. “I can tell.”

  “I love touching your body.”

  “I love the way you touch my body.”

  Whoa!

  Something about Nick made her comfortable enough to simply say what was on her mind. Heat rushed to her cheeks as she bit into a slice of mango. The sweet, juicy flavour exploded on her tongue as she licked the whipped cream on her bottom lip and held Nick’s gaze.

  “Not half as much as I do.”

  Nick watched Terrah lick off the sweet cream on her lip and was instantly aroused. She was easily the sexiest female he’d ever seen, including all the models he’d ever worked with. He enjoyed talking to her. There was nothing pretentious or demanding about her personality. He liked the way she laughed and moaned as he caressed her. And he absolutely fucking loved the way she felt around his cock.

  Hell, you just like everything about her.

  Yeah.

  Like the way he could read her emotions so easily in the warm depths of her eyes. He knew she was embarrassed by what she’d just told him, and he found her shyness endearing. His eyes travelled down the length of her leg to the red heels he’d noticed the moment he’d opened the door.

  “I want to touch you now.”

  “You haven’t finished your breakfast.” Her voice was teasing, but he could see the flare of passion sparking in her honey-brown eyes.

  “Give me your foot.”

  Her eyes widened as she took another bite of waffle covered with whipped cream and mango. He waited for her to ask why or to hesitate, but she complied, placing her red heel onto his knee.

  “This is a gorgeous shoe.”

  Nick stroked her ankle as he stared down at her perfectly painted toes, showcased in the elegant heel.

  “Thank you. I saw these and had to have them. They were an extravagant indulgence.”

  “You should have lots of those.” He gently removed the shoe and set it on the cement floor. “Such pretty toes. Are you ticklish?”

  “Yes!”

  Nick dipped his index finger into the leftover whipped cream on his plate, then dripped a little over Terrah’s toes.

  “Nick!”

  “I wanted to do this to you the first time I held your foot in my hand.”

  He shifted his chair closer to her as he lifted her foot to his mouth and ran his tongue over the top of her toes. Holding her gaze, he sucked and licked every bit of the cream off.

  “Did that make you wanna laugh?” His voice was husky, and he could see her breathing faster as she shook her head. “What does it do?”

  He kissed the arch of her foot and the hemline of her sundress inched up, exposing her luscious thighs.

  “Makes me wet.”

  “Show me.”

  Nick could see the rapidly beating pulse at the base of Terrah’s neck as she glanced around at the empty balconies on either side of them. It appeared there was no one above or below them, which gave the illusion of privacy.

  “Someone might see.”

  He could hear the nervousness in her voice, but the excitement sparkling in her eyes made him press her harder. “Show me, Terrah.”

  Nick placed her bare foot on his leg and settled back in his chair. He saw her gaze shift to his semi-erect cock, pressed against the soft fabric of his linen pants.

  “You can see how much I want you. It’s only fair for me to see you, too.”

  “Hardly fair,” she said with a smirk.

  His eyes dropped to her breasts. She’d gone braless and he could see the faint outline of her nipples as she crossed her arms.

  “Stop stalling and show me that wet pussy.”

  That seemed to push her past any fears. Terrah released her arms to gri
p the edge of the chair while Nick kept his eyes on her face. Something wild flashed in her eyes and then she slowly parted her legs. She inched the bottom of her dress up to mid thigh and his cock stirred.

  Nick dropped his gaze to Terrah’s partially revealed pussy and shook his head. “I can’t see, Terrah.”

  “Come on!”

  It felt as if all the blood in his body rushed to his cock at the sound of the breathless desperation in her voice.

  Nick met her eyes. “Wider.”

  Terrah hesitated for a moment. He resisted the urge to kiss her as she caught her bottom lip between her teeth and exhaled.

  “Show me.”

  Rock hard now, Nick watched her scoot her bottom down a little further in her chair. She leaned all the way back and parted her thighs. Nick drank in the vision of her, wet and exposed to him, before she shifted her position.

  “I know you saw that.”

  “I did, but I’m not satisfied.”

  Terrah lifted one eyebrow. “No?”

  “No. Come here.”

  Plant leaves flapped in the gentle wind sweeping over the balcony as Nick waited to see what Terrah would do.

  He didn’t have to wait long.

  She slipped her foot out of her other heel, got up from her chair and took a step towards him. He grabbed her by the waist, pushed his knees between her legs and encouraged her to straddle him. She sat down on his lap and he placed his mouth around one protruding nipple through the soft fabric of her sundress.

  “Nick, this is crazy.”

  He sucked harder, pulling on her nipple with his teeth as he scooted her bare bottom tight against his erection. The straps to her sundress fell down from her shoulders and he pressed his lips there, loving the smell of her skin. He nipped her with his teeth as she slipped one of her hands between them.

  “Do you want to stop?” He whispered the words against her lips as she touched his cock and he slid one finger over her clit.