“I want to taste your cock,” she said, as she pulled down his underwear.
Ryan's throbbing cock burst out as though it had been held prisoner. Jessica wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft as she lovingly licked the salty drops from the tip. She slowly licked around the head with her tongue, giving special emphasis to the sensitive underside. The primal sounds coming from Ryan suggested that she was pleasing him.
Jessica continued, working her hand up and down the shaft, occasionally giving attention to his firm balls. She would take the head into her mouth, first just a bit and then some more, teasing him by pulling it out of her mouth every now and again to simply admire the beauty of his cock.
Then she'd resume the teasing - a little bit of licking, a little bit of light sucking, and then just a bit of taking him deeper. Every time he started to thrust, she'd pull his cock out of her mouth.
“You're teasing me, Jess.”
“Yes, I am,” she said, returning her attention to his cock.
After a few minutes of this, Ryan could stand no more. He was going to come soon, and he wasn't ready. He took Jessica by the hand, helped her up, and placed her on the bed on her back.
He pressed his mouth against her bikini bottom, stimulating her through the thin material with his lips. Jessica moaned and began to writhe a bit as he continued, rubbing her hard clit through her bathing suit. After a moment, he slipped a finger under her bikini bottom and inserted it into her slick pussy, rubbing her wet flesh and reaching for her aching G spot.
Jessica gasped. She'd certainly experienced this before, but it felt amazing every time Ryan did it. She decided to make his work easier, untying the side of her bikini, pulling it off, and throwing it nonchalantly on the floor. Ryan responded by rapidly licking her pussy, giving special attention to her hard, throbbing clit. His tongue darted in and out, exploring every crevice of the wet folds of her flesh.
She thought she would come instantly, as he licked her with his talented tongue while stimulating her with his finger, but she tried her hardest to stave off the inevitable outcome, wanting to savor the pleasure for as long as possible. With each pulse of his tongue, Jessica felt a wave of pleasure washing over her, much like the waves on the beach just outside their room. Ryan continued licking, probing and stroking, and Jessica found herself on the precipice of pleasure. She grabbed the pillow with both hands, grabbing so tightly that her fingers hurt.
Jessica didn't want to be selfish however; she wanted to share this moment. She grabbed Ryan by the hair and pulled his head away from her wet, swollen, mound to get his attention.
“I need you inside of me. Please fuck me,” she begged.
Ryan leaned over to kiss her, his tongue flicking in and out of her mouth as he slowly crawled on top to mount her. He found her wet entrance without taking his eyes off of her, slipping his cock into her slowly and deliberately. Ryan wanted to please Jessica in every way, and he was going to take his time in doing so. She squirmed with every stroke.
He thrust slowly but forcefully, his eyes locked on Jessica's. With every thrust of his cock, Jessica felt a growing climax within her, starting with small pulses, but gradually increasing in intensity. Ryan may have intended to take his time, but Jessica couldn't wait. She knew she'd be overcome with ecstasy soon.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him ever deeper into her wet, throbbing pussy. Jessica began to dig her nails into his back, as the series of small waves soon became an intense cascade of pleasure that felt like Niagara Falls. Ryan continued to thrust slowly and rhythmically, as though nothing could distract or deter him.
Jessica knew that she'd soon be helpless against an orgasm of blinding intensity and she tried her best to be patient as Ryan kept his deliberate pace.
At last, Ryan's pace increased, his thrusts both quicker and deeper, his breath increasingly fast. Jessica wrapped her legs more tightly around him, knowing that at any second they would both soon reach the heights of ecstasy the both craved so desperately.
It came but a moment later, a sudden detonation like a ton of TNT. Jessica exploded as a torrent of indescribable pleasure washed over her. She moved her hips to match his thrusts, hoping to bring him to orgasm so that they could share this incredible moment.
Ryan found his release a few seconds later, coming hard as he offered one final, desperate thrust within her. He groaned loudly as Jessica felt the heat of his essence filling her, and she came yet again in unison with him as he collapsed in exhaustion upon her.
They lay there in bed, hot, wet, fully satisfied and completely spent. Ryan gave her a gentle kiss and said, “I love you, Jess.”
“I love you, too,” she said, and then collapsed into a well-deserved nap.
-------------------------------------------
Jessica spent the remainder of the day sitting outside on the patio, enjoying the sea breeze, and catching a bit of sun. Ryan went to the store and picked up a few groceries, thinking that a romantic dinner at the condo might be nice, given that they'd had a long day of travel.
Ryan baked some fish and some potatoes, and opened a bottle of wine that he'd picked up on his shopping trip. He and Jessica dined outdoors as the sun set, while the waves from the sea crashed behind them.
“This is delicious, Ryan. Thank you so much for cooking dinner,” she said, in between bites of fish.
“Not a problem. I like to cook and I knew you were tired. It's a long trip, and with security and customs, it's easy to get worn out.”
“Our little adventure in bed took what little energy I had left,” she said with a wink.
“Since we'll be here for a few days, I went ahead and bought a few groceries. We can go out for dinner, if you like, but I thought it might be nice to have breakfast here at the condo.”
“That's great. I like having a cup of coffee handy when I wake up in the morning. So, what's the plan for the rest of our time here?”
“I just need to visit a particular bank and get something out of a safe deposit box. It shouldn't be a big deal.”
“This doesn't sound like your regular work. How are you getting into this safe deposit box? To whom does it belong? Are you stealing something?”
Ryan laughed. “I'm getting in to this safe deposit box using a key. No, I'm not stealing anything. The remainder of the explanation will have to wait.”
“Ryan, you do this every time. There's always some aspect of these adventures that you won't tell me until 'later.' Do you have any idea how frustrating that can be?”
“I do it for your own good, Jess. You'll find out what this is all about in due time.”
“I'm just afraid that one day you're going to be arrested, put in jail, and I'm not going to know anything about it and won't be able to help you.”
“I understand. As always, I'm asking you to trust me. Do you trust me, Jess?”
“I do.”
“Good. I'll do what I need to do, and I'll let you know what you need to know when you need to know it. OK?”
“OK. But for the record, I'm not happy about it.” She scowled at him, but could hardly be angry. She did trust Ryan, and he hadn't let her down yet. She'd just have to trust him again and hope it all worked out for the best.
-------------------------------------------
They slept in the following morning, as they were both exhausted from the trip. They had a leisurely lunch at a local hotel restaurant. As they ate outdoors, they noted that the weather was another typical day in the Caymans - warm, slightly breezy and beautiful.
Jessica sighed as she finished a cup of coffee and looked admiringly at the beach.
“Ryan, I know I told you that I could live in that hotel in New Orleans forever, but I really, really like it here in the Caribbean. If I ever win the lottery or something, I might just move here.”
“Not very likely, Jess, but I guess anything could happen.”
“So what's happening today?”
“I need to take a short trip into
town to take care of some business. I need to get to that safe deposit box. I shouldn't be gone for more than a couple of hours.”
“Can I go with you?”
“Not this time, Jess. Like I said, I won't be gone very long.”
“OK. I guess I'll just lie out on the beach and catch some sun. Maybe I'll also do a bit of reading.” She got up to change into her bathing suit as Ryan walked towards the front door.
-------------------------------------------
Ryan's trip was a fairly short one; he visited a single bank, met with someone in a private office, and shortly afterwards, retrieved a small package from a safe deposit box in the bank's vault.
His was gone just a couple of hours, and Jessica was surprised to see him back at the condo so quickly. He found her out on the patio, reading her Kindle.
“Hi, Ryan. That didn't take long. Did everything go according to plan?”
“It did, Jess. Like I said, it was all pretty straightforward. Would you like to take a walk on the beach?”
“I'd love to. It's a beautiful day for a walk. Are you going to tell me what this 'mission' was all about?”
“In a little while. Give me a few minutes to change, and I'll be ready to take that walk.”
Ryan changed into a bathing suit and met Jessica out on the patio, where she was already wearing her bikini.
They began a leisurely stroll down the famous Seven Mile Beach, holding hands and walking in the gentle surf.
“It really is beautiful here, Ryan. Thanks for bringing me here.”
“My pleasure, Jess. I know how much you like the beach, and I wouldn't have come to the Caymans without you.”
They continued to stroll while making small talk about various things, including Jessica's latest book, which was already selling well. Jessica didn't notice that they were approaching a cabana, located on the beach at one of the local hotels.
She looked up and recognized it as the cabana where she and Ryan had made love many months before while they were both working on the cruise ship.
Ryan led her inside, where there was a small table, two glasses, and a chilled bottle of champagne. He opened the bottle, filled the glasses, and handed one to Jessica.
“Thank you,” she said, taking a sip of the bubbly beverage. “What is this all about?”
“I haven't really been honest about why we're here. I didn't have a work assignment here; I had personal business.”
“How so?”
“My father had quite a lot of money from his manufacturing company. He invested it in a number of places, and had a lot of it in a bank here in the Caymans.”
“And...”
“Now that he's passed away, half of that money is mine. I was here to handle some paperwork regarding the accounts.”
“How much money are we talking about?”
“Millions, actually. Dad was quite the investor.”
Jessica couldn't believe what she was hearing. “Millions? Really? You're a millionaire now?”
“It seems that way. Is that OK with you?”
“Sure, I guess. What about the safe deposit box? Was that just something you made up?”
Ryan reached into the pocket of his bathing suit and produced a small black box.
“No, he said. I did have to pick something up from the vault.”
Ryan opened the box to reveal an exquisitely beautiful diamond ring.
“This was my grandmother's ring, Jess. It's been in the family for years.” Ryan dropped to his knee and presented the box to her.
“Jessica, I love you, and I can't imagine spending the rest of my life without you. Will you marry me?” The usually calm and collected Ryan sounded unusually nervous.
Jessica was completely taken by surprise. She had no idea that this “spy mission” of Ryan's was nothing but an elaborate way to propose to her in the Caribbean. A tear rolled down her cheek as she took Ryan's hand and helped him stand up.
“Of course I'll marry you, Ryan. I love you so much.” He put the ring on her finger and she responded by giving him a hug and a deep, passionate kiss. He returned the kiss with equal passion, kissing her like she'd never been kissed before. The cabana, the champagne, and the proposal were certainly welcome, but they were also completely unexpected. Jessica almost became dizzy from the wave of emotions running over her.
She was loved. She was safe. She was going to spend the rest of her life with the man she loved. She again found herself wishing that she could stop time forever.
“Where are we going to live, Ryan? Are we going to stay in Denver? Are you going to keep working as a spy?”
Ryan laughed. “So many questions. We can live wherever you like, Jess, including here, if you want. I own the condo where we're staying.”
Jessica's jaw dropped as she thought of that new, beautiful, fully furnished condominium on the beach. “You own it?”
“I do. I bought it a month ago and had it furnished as a surprise. And no, I don't have to work anymore. My spying days are over. I just want to spend my time with you, and we can spend it anywhere you like.”
Jessica's tears began to flow in earnest. She could write her books from the beach. She could spend her days in a beautiful place with this beautiful man who loved her.
They each took a sip of the champagne and then walked back out on the beach. The sun was just beginning to set over the horizon, and Jessica beamed as she held hands with the love of her life.
As they walked in the surf, the waves crashing over their bare feet, Jessica though to herself:
This would make a great ending for a book...
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