by Lexi Aurora
Her face brightened then, her eyes lighting up at my words. The look on her face was so sweet and genuine that I had to kiss her again.
“It feels that way,” she said. “It’s always felt that way.”
I stroked her lips with my thumb, nuzzling her cheek.
“You don’t have a boyfriend, do you?”
“No,” she said, laughing. “No, I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Good,” I said. I climbed down the bed, burying my face in the soft skin just below her bellybutton. I wanted to taste her again but at the same time I could live just to hear her talk.
She yawned before I could touch her again and I looked up at her face to see that her eyes were sleepy and half-lidded, a drowsy but happy look on her face. Instead of licking her the way I wanted to, I crawled back up her body and pulled her against me. She buried her face in my neck and fell asleep that way, our legs intertwined.
Chapter 9: Jenna
I woke up in the morning and looked around, forgetting for a moment where I was. When I realized that I was in Travis’ room and I remembered what we did, I scrambled out of bed right away, rushing to get dressed. I looked at the clock to see that I had maybe ten minutes to get back to my room before anybody saw me leaving Travis’, and that wasn’t even a guarantee. I knew that Alice woke up early in the morning sometimes and prayed that she wasn’t out in the hall.
Travis woke up as I was dressing, stopping me by putting his hand on my waist and pulling me into the bed. I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me, not letting me go until he had kissed me thoroughly. I reveled in the feeling of his strong arms locked around me, the taste of his mouth and the touch of his skin against mine.
“I have to get out of here before anybody sees me,” I said to him, pulling away reluctantly. I kissed him one more time, putting on my nightgown before going to the door and pulling it open. I looked down either end of the hallway to make sure no one was there. Relieved, I padded along the carpet in bare feet, hurriedly making my way to my room. I exhaled when I got inside, not even realizing that I had been holding my breath the entire time.
I looked at myself in the mirror, at my messy blonde hair and lips swollen from kissing. I looked sensual and seductive, different than I usually did. I felt different, too, like I had blossomed while he was inside of me, become a different person. I had gotten the feeling he was right when he said that we belonged together, and just the thought of it made me glow happily as I took a shower and got dressed for the day.
I went downstairs and saw Casey sitting at the table with her parents while Travis put together a plate of food that had been arranged on a buffet at the edge of the dining room. I went over to join him and he bumped against me, giving me a secret smile as I stood next to him.
“How are you this morning?” he asked in a low voice.
“I feel like I could use another round,” I told him, daring to look up into his eyes. He grinned at me, glancing at my lips before we turned around and joined his family at the table.
“What are we doing today?” I asked.
“We’re going sailing,” Travis said.
“You know how to sail?”
He nodded. “I’ve learned throughout the years. I have a boat on the dock out back. Did you see it?”
I hadn’t seen it, which meant that the property went on beyond even what I’d thought. It must have been massive if there was a whole other part of the beach that I hadn’t even seen.
“Do you like sailing?” Casey asked me.
“I’ve never been on a sailboat before.”
“You’re going to love it,” she said, beaming at me. The truth was that I was a little nervous to be on open water, but I refused to tell anybody that. Travis and I exchanged a couple of glances over the table but in general I avoided looking at him, afraid that my feelings would be written all over my face.
When we were finished with breakfast, we all walked to the dock together, Travis walking beside me, a little behind everyone else. Our fingers touched briefly and I was reminded of how his hands felt in other places. I shivered and took a few steps away from him, afraid that if I started touching him, I wouldn’t be able to stop. We got to the dock where the boat was tied up. It was small but big enough to comfortably fit all of us on deck, where there were chairs set up under an awning. Travis and Bruce untied the boat and we drifted out away from the dock and further into open water. There was a nervousness in my stomach, but it all but disappeared when I saw Travis handling the boat. It was clear that he was an expert sailor who knew exactly what he was doing, and I knew I had to trust that he could keep us safe.
Once I got over my nerves, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful and peaceful it was out on the water. It was quiet, and all of us were just enjoying the sunshine and the slow rocking motion of the boat on the waves. I looked over at Travis, who was gazing over the water, and when his eyes met mine they were sparkling. I had never seen him look so happy, not even when he’d been on the phone with Casey, nor when he’d seen his parents after so long. Sailing was something that came as natural to him as I did, and it made me happy when I saw him doing something he loved so much.
It was mostly quiet as we sailed around the island, everybody enjoying the peaceful experience in their own way. By the time we got to the other side of the island, Alice had stood up and stretched.
“Let’s stop and get something to eat,” she said. “Anybody else hungry?”
“I am,” said Casey, and I nodded my agreement. Travis steered us into a dock that wasn’t far from what looked like a main plaza in the small town. After we docked, we got off the boat and walked there, making our way down the street toward the smell of food carts and the sound of peaceful locals chatting and going about their business. I loved it here, looking around the quaint little town. My stomach was growling and I was looking forward to getting something to eat, but I felt like I could easily spend all day wondering the town, looking around at the houses and the people who made this place their home.
We went to a swanky French restaurant in the corner of the small plaza, sitting together in a booth. I sat next to Travis, who had to scoot close to me so that Casey could get in next to him. His thigh was touching mine, and the feeling of his body heat made my pulse race. We placed our order, and after the waiter was gone, Travis’ hand found my thigh. He began to brush it up and down with his fingertips, all while smiling across the table at his parents.
“What do we have planned for the rest of the trip?” I asked, trying not to squirm in the booth. Travis hand was electric on my leg, especially as he began to stroke higher, slightly parting my thighs with his hand.
“We’re going snorkeling,” he said, gazing at my face with a look on his that made me wonder how his parents didn’t know what he was doing to me. His fingers had brushed between my legs and he started stroking up and down my slit with one knuckle, barely applying pressure. I could feel his every touch achingly through my wet panties; it felt almost as if he was touching my bare skin.
“That sounds fun,” I said, trying to keep a straight face as he increased pressure between my legs.
“Have you ever been snorkeling, Jenna?” asked Alice. I shook my head, unable to speak. Travis rubbed my clit through my panties in slow circles, teasing my pussy. The food came and he kept his hand under the table, eating with his right hand as he slipped his hand into my panties and started stroking my bare skin. I couldn’t help but to grind my hips against his hand, trying to be subtle as he straddled my clit with two fingers and rubbed up and down. The family had continued their conversation but I couldn’t pay attention to any of it. I had stopped eating, so caught up in my pleasure that I thought if I opened my mouth I would moan aloud.
“Are you okay, Jenna?” Alice asked, a look of concern passing over her face.
“Yes,” I breathed, though I was anything but okay. I was on the verge of coming, so close that I could feel my pussy tightening. I did come when he pressed two fingers i
nside of me, biting hard into my lip to keep from making any noise. I was lucky that nobody was looking at me in that moment—I had no doubt that my pleasure showed on my face. It was overwhelming, especially since I couldn’t move my body to respond to it like I wanted.
Travis had his eyes on me while I came, and he gave me a small smirk of satisfaction as I tried to make my body calm down. I swatted him on the knee, surprised at his daring, immensely turned on by how bold he was.
“I’m going to wash my hands,” Travis said, and Casey got out of the booth so he could scoot out. I watched him go and he cast a glance at me over his shoulder.
“I should go, too,” I said, and followed him out of the booth. When I got around the hall to the bathroom, he was waiting for me. He wrapped his arms around my waist immediately, pulling me against him.
“Travis—” I said, but he cut me off with a kiss that was sweet but hungry.
“Tonight is going to be so good for you, baby,” he said in a soft voice against my lips.
“Oh, yeah?” I asked him. He nodded, kissing me again.
“You just wait.”
Chapter 10: Travis
After lunch, we got back on the sailboat to go to the other side of the island where we would be snorkeling. The water was even more clear over there—crystal blue and beautiful. I had gone snorkeling here the first time I came to the island and knew that my family would love it.
I watched Jenna while we were sailing, free to keep my eyes on her while my family wasn’t looking. She looked beautiful with the slight wind in her hair, the sun on her golden skin, lighting up her eyes. I hadn’t been able to resist touching her at dinner, though I had known I was taking a huge risk. It had been worth it to make her come, knowing that she needed to moan, needed to move but couldn’t.
When we got to the other side of the island, we tied the boat up. I helped Jenna climb out, taking her hand, and even in that brief moment I felt the connection, hot and potent between us. She met my eye while she stepped out of the boat, giving me a small smile as we made our way down the dock toward the small kiosk where we’d rent the snorkeling gear. It was a small building, un-airconditioned with wide open windows and a girl who worked there in her bikini, lazily reading a book until someone walked up.
“Hi,” I said to her brightly. “We need equipment for five.”
The girl gave him a bored look. “Know what you’re doing?”
He nodded. She gestured behind her.
“There’s stuff hanging on the wall right now. You’re required by law to wear the snorkeling vest but”—she waved it off—“just do your best. Let me know if y’all need anything.”
“Thanks,” I said to her, and we all made our way to the back of the building. I picked out my gear, first, my eyes on Jenna. She looked confused as she looked at the wall, and when I was finished I started pulling thing off and handing them to her.
“What do I do with these?” she asked, her arms full of the snorkeling equipment. I pulled her over to the side, just so that my family was out of hearing range.
“That bikini,” I said. It had been driving me crazy all day. I dared to trace her bikini line, my finger slipping just below the fabric. She was staring at me with heat and disbelief in her eyes.
“Travis,” she said in a quiet voice. “You’re—”
“Turn around,” I said, making a spin gesture with my finger. She gave me a little shake of her head but did as I asked, allowing me a glimpse of the way her bikini bottom showed just a little bit of her round, cute ass. I looked over her shoulder to see that my family was helping each other, that none of them were paying attention as I palmed her ass in my hands and stroking the skin outside of her bikini with my thumbs. She trembled, trying to turn away from me, but I rubbed my hand up her back and picked up the snorkeling vest. I draped it over her shoulders, then allowed her to turn around. Her lips were slightly parted and I could tell she was aching to be kissed as I was, but I only held her eye as I started fastening the straps in front of her, my knuckles brushing over the bare skin between her breasts.
“I hate you,” she said, her voice slightly breathless. I winked at her before we put on our masks and followed my family to the water. Even through the goggles, I could see her eyes on mine, see how turned on she was by my simple touches. I loved the fact that her body was so responsive to my touch. I loved how easy it was to make her come, and wondered if there was a way to do it here in private so that I wouldn’t have to wait. I glanced over at Casey, who had her back to us, and leaned in to place a soft kiss against the back of Jenna’s neck, tasting her skin. She gave a soft sigh as I pulled apart from her, and shot me a look as I started to follow the rest of my family down to the beach. It was private, with nobody else there, and we had full run of the area where it was okay to go into the water.
“You ready for this?” I asked Jenna, coming up behind her while she hesitated at the edge of the water.
“I think so,” she said. I grinned at her, lifted her up in my arms and started splashing into deeper water. I let her go so that she could float on the top. We adjusted our snorkels and dipped our faces under water. It was bright and beautiful under there, with vivid pink coral and multi-colored fishes swimming close enough to reach out and touch. Through the clear water, I could see the look of wonder in Jenna’s eyes as she saw all there was to see. I swam close to her while everybody was underwater, stood up and stroked her spine with my hand. When Casey stood up, I quickly pretended that I was adjusting Jenna’s vest. Casey stared at us both for a moment with something that might have been suspicion on her face, but it was gone so quickly that I imagined it must be paranoia.
After we snorkeled, we decided to spend the rest of the day at the beach together. We set up our chairs under an umbrella in the sand, just a few feet off the shoreline. Casey and Jenna wanted to go swimming, so I just watched appreciatively as Jenna took off her snorkeling equipment to bare herself in that bikini. I felt my eyes trail over her. I hadn’t gotten to touch all the places I’d wanted to last night when I was in bed with her, but tonight would be different. Tonight, I was going to explore her body thoroughly.
My parents were talking in their chairs as the three of us sat on the beach, drying off in the warm wind. My eyes were on Jenna, though—I felt safe staring at her while she was in the ocean, thinking that there was no way anybody would be able to truly pinpoint where my eyes were lingering. I saw the way she floated, riding the waves, splashing happily with Casey as they played in the water. Just watching Jenna and the way she moved turned me on, knowing what her body was capable of. I met her eye as she came out of the water, dripping wet, her hair clinging to her shoulders as she sat down in her chair. She pulled it out into the sun and lay there on her stomach, letting the glow warm her back. I was reminded of the first time that I had seen her when I’d come back from this trip—how stricken I had been by her beauty after all those years. I felt the same way, now, especially when she rolled over and there was a look of contentment on her face, one that I knew I had helped bring to her in a time of her life that was unusually stressful.
A couple of hours passed and everybody but me had fallen asleep. I walked along the beach for a few moments, thinking for once on this trip about work and how much I had to do. So far, I had been distracted by Jenna—I hadn’t even thought of work. That was new for me. Work had been everything to me since I had started my business, but seeing Jenna again put an urgency in me that convinced me there were more important, sexy things to think about while I was on vacation. I didn’t want to think about what would happen after it ended and Jenna and I went our separate ways—my plan was to enjoy the trip and figure out later what the future would be, although I was certain at this point that I wanted my future to include Jenna.
Later, after everyone had woken and we’d packed up, we went back to the sailboat and got ready to go home. The wind had shifted, and it was a little harder getting us turned around in the direction we needed to be going, but I m
anaged to get us there after about an hour. By that time, everyone was hungry again, tired from the sun. But Jenna was looking at me, her face alert, her body obviously still on edge. She bit her lip when she glanced at me and then quickly looked away, following my family inside for dinner.
Chapter 11: Jenna
I sat across from Travis at dinner that night, careful not to choose the seat next to him. I knew that if he tried the same stunt he’d pulled at the restaurant, I probably wouldn’t be able to hold my pleasure back. Not after today, after the tension had been building between us it seemed like with every glance, every touch. He had been touching my skin on purpose just to tease me and it had worked, made me want to pout every time I looked at him.
“Did you enjoy yourself today, Jenna?” Alice asked. I nodded, smiling.
“I really loved it. I feel like I could live here forever.”
“One day,” said Travis. I looked at him, saw sincerity in his eyes which made my chest feel light.
“Maybe you can put us both up here, Travis,” Casey said, putting her hand on my arm. “We could live as roommates.”