Vacation Souvenir

Vacation Souvenir By Paz Edwards Triskelion Publishing www.triskelionpublishing.com

Triskelion Publishing 15327 W. Becker Lane Surprise, AZ 85379 Copyright 2005 Paz Edwards

All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information retrieval and storage system without permission of the publisher except, where permitted by law. ISBN 1-933874-48-1 Publisher’s Note. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and places and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to a person or persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is purely coincidental.

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Chapter One Marco Romano strolled along the shoreline. He loved the feeling of the tide waves washing over his feet before returning to the ocean. The atmosphere on this Mediterranean island felt very peaceful and he realized that he was glad that he came. Earning a living as an investigative reporter left little time for relaxation and it wasn’t surprising that he’d developed ulcers. His boss, also a friend, finally forced him to take some time off. No longer reluctant, he decided to make the most of his vacation. In the mood to enjoy his own company, he intended to spend the morning exploring a section of the beach the concierge had recommended. He continued to walk its length till he spotted something that stopped him abruptly. “Damn!” There was someone else on his part of the beach. Given the far distance from the hotel, it was apparent that person also wanted privacy. He started forward again, looking with disdain at the unmoving body lying on the beach. It was only one person, probably sleeping and wouldn’t even bother him. If he kept walking, neither of them would be bothered by the other's presence. As he drew closer, he realized the dark-skinned woman lying on her back was—naked. “Hot damn!” Although he’d seen his share of nude woman, there was something that instinctively drew him like a lodestone to this particular unclothed one. He didn’t understand the attraction, but it compelled him to walk closer. When he stopped a foot away from her, he simply stared at the curvaceous sleeping form. Under the sun, her skin, the color of dark chocolate, glistened. His gaze slowly traveled up her uncovered body. Slightly spread apart, her thighs were full and her legs long. He wondered how they’d feel wrapped around his waist as he made love to her. His groin stirred. His eyes continued to enjoy the pleasing feast before him and he shifted from one foot to another, fixating on the abundant tuft of black hair that sprouted from the triangle shape between her legs. His cock moved again, letting him know that he wanted to do more than look. He wanted to spread her legs apart to get a better look, move the folds of her pussy aside to look at the tender, succulent flesh inside. Next, he wanted to take his tongue to it, stroke, nip, suck, lap, and taste it. He wanted to whirl his tongue around her clit, driving her into a frenzy until she came for him. She had a slightly rounded stomach, and he imagined its soft feeling under his as he lay between her legs, about to plunge into her pussy. He wanted to hold on to her wide hips as he thrust into her over and over again till they both came several times in bliss. Her breasts, soft looking, plump and full, like ripe melons, claimed his attention when they rose slightly and fell back as she breathed. His mouth watered and he wet his lips as he imagined the feel of her breasts in his mouth. She had a heart-shaped face with dark curly hair, the same color as her vaginal area, carelessly put in a ponytail on top of her head. He imagined taking her hair down and curling his fingers in it as he slid his hungry cock into her.

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He found himself drawn more to this full-sized woman. His gaze returned to her pussy and lingered there. He wanted to take a bite of this dark chocolate. He needed a taste. He knew that he should stop staring at her and continue walking. He didn’t think she’d appreciate waking up to find a stranger salivating over her. Yet, unable to move, he couldn’t stop looking at her and lusting after her. The only part of his body that moved was his growing cock, as evidenced by the tented motion in the middle of his swimming shorts. “Down boy! Easy!” Within a few seconds, he had grown hard. And heavy. “Damn!” he whispered. He would take one last look and then walk away. His shoulders and chest rose as he took a deep breath. At that moment the woman opened her eyes. Shit, he was in trouble now! She would accuse him of being some kind of peeping pervert, or worse! He tried to swallow as his throat went dry. To his amazement, a sultry smile spread across her face. The beach nymph sat up. One hand went to her right breast. She squeezed and massaged it, inviting him to come and take a sip. She moaned and reached her other hand out to him. He wet his dry lips, excited at the prospect of being able to fix them on her full tits. This was madness. He shook his head and then turned away, but the sound of her groan rippled through him, heightening his arousal. He couldn’t help but risk a last glance at her. She’d risen to her knees, then sat back on her heels. This time, both hands lifted her breasts, caressing and occasionally squeezing them. Again, she stretched out her hand in invitation for him to come to her. No longer able to refuse, he groaned in surrender and let his cock lead the way as he stepped closer to her. He took the hand held out to him and slowly dropped to his knees before her. Lowering his head towards her breasts, he kissed the hand that held her right breast and nudged it away with his lips. Then he trailed kisses towards her large dark aureole. It reminded him of a dark cherry and the adage – the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice – came to mind. He wanted to get a taste. He nipped at it lightly. She moaned again. His dick stirred. He licked her aureole. Another sound came from her. Oh, yeah! Sweet! He took the tip of the nipple in his mouth. His teeth grazed it, and then his tongue played with her hardening nipple some more. Yes, definitely sweet! Taking more of her breast in his mouth he gently sucked it with a sensual rhythm that induced pleasure. “Yes, yes!” the woman whispered when he exerted more force. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as both her hands went to his head and encouraged him to stay on her tit. Her moans of pleasure grew louder. He sucked his fill and stopped. About to move to the other breast and administer the same attention on it as he’d done to the other half, he felt her hands stiffen on his head. Her sounds of enjoyment turned into a horrified gasp. What? What was the matter? Did he hurt her? Alarmed, his head snapped up to her face. Their eyes met and her deep brown eyes widened in horror.

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“No!” she screamed and pushed him away from her with a force that he didn’t expect. He fell backwards, eyeing her in disbelief, and didn’t move. He couldn’t have moved even if he wanted. She jumped up and bent down to grab her towel from the sand. Quickly, she wrapped it around her naked form. No! Don’t! He wanted to cry out. He’d planned on sucking those luscious breasts and doing much more till kingdom come. To his regret, her large, dark, tasty aureoles disappeared from his sight A look of fear briefly flashed across her face and then anger replaced the look. “How dare you! What’s your problem – disturbing a sleeping woman? Don’t you have any decency?” At her accusation, surprise and embarrassment quickly turned to anger. Who was she kidding? She’d urged him on. Instead of pointing it out to her, he stood and raised his hands in surrender to show that he meant no harm. “I’m sorry. I… couldn’t help myself… I was passing by and I saw you… When you held your hand out to me… I thought… I thought you wanted…” His voice trailed off. He watched the woman hold the towel closer to her body and her actions only increased his desire to see her voluptuous naked body again. His balls felt tight, his cock heavy and he couldn’t dismiss the vision of continuously thrusting it into her pussy, balls deep, and releasing himself inside her. Still visibly aroused, he ran his hand over his eyes in an attempt to stop the mental picture of them fucking. She seemed to consider his words for a while, and then she spoke. “I… I… was dreaming. I’m sorry if I did anything to encourage you… It… It… was a mistake.” Dream? Mistake? She couldn’t be serious. He watched her cross and uncross her arms over her breasts and the memory of its sweet taste and soft feeling came to him. He could still feel their supple texture and the way her nipples pebbled in his mouth. The thought wiped away a bit of his disbelief and irritation at her behavior and then explanation. He wanted to taste her once more. Studying her, despite her apparent discomfort, he noted traces of a dreamy, faraway look lingering in her eyes. His ex-girlfriend often looked like that when she first woke up or after they’d made love and she was about to fall asleep. Whether or not this black beauty had been dreaming and made a mistake as she claimed, he wanted her badly and he was going to do whatever it took to finish what they’d started. It might have begun as a dream, but he’d make sure it ended in reality for both of them. He got an idea. Why not make her a proposition – one that he hoped she couldn’t turn down. One that he knew they’d both enjoy based on their initial reaction to each other. Yeah, it was crazy, but from her physical response to him, he strongly suspected that she was attracted to him, even if she’d been dreaming. Becoming aware of his continued scrutiny, he watched her large, gorgeous brown eyes disappear as she lowered her thick eyelashes. “Well, if it was a dream you were having, why don’t we complete it?” “What—What?” she sputtered. “Are you crazy?”

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“Right here. Right now,” he continued, ignoring her initial reaction to his proposal. Had he not been closely watching her, he would have missed the flash of excitement that followed her look of disbelief and it made him glad that he didn’t turn her off. Her eyes scanned the length of his body from his feet upwards. They stopped and widened on his groin area. She didn’t tear her eyes off the bulge there. His cock ached and he wanted so much to take it into his hands and massage it. Better yet, he wanted to feel her hand and then her full-looking lips on his throbbing dick. He wanted to move closer to her. Yet, he dared not budge. He didn’t want to scare her into running away. With all the determination he could muster, he tried to appear relaxed and nonchalant. She fidgeted from foot to foot. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, ran across her lips, then she bit the bottom of her lip and began to gnaw on it. He didn’t think he could stand a second longer waiting for her to answer when he wanted to cover her lips with his. Sucking a deep breath, he cleared his throat and spoke in a voice that he didn’t quite recognize as his own. “So, what do you say? Why don’t we pick up where we left off? Why don’t we complete your dream?” She opened her mouth and then closed it. He watched the motion of her throat as she swallowed and then opened her mouth again. Still no sound. She simply stared at him. “Does your silence mean yes?” “You’ve got to be kidding!” Her voice quivered a bit. “We’ll do no such thing! I’m… I’m… not in the habit of jumping bones with just any one… much less strangers!” At this point, she looked indignant. With her chin raised to an imperial angle, dark eyes shooting him a heated look, and full lips pursed in a tight line, she made a very sensuous picture that gripped his entire body with want. “That can be easily resolved.” He walked towards her – slowly, so that wouldn’t scare her. “My name is Marco. Marco Romano. My mouth has already been intimately acquainted with your body. I think we should continue the familiarity, don’t you?” He extended his hand towards her. “Now you know my name. What’s—” “—Don’t. Stop.” She backed away. “Listen to me. I’ve already said that whatever happened was a mistake. I’m sorry.” So, she wasn’t going to make this easy between them, huh? She didn’t want to give him her name, much less consider his suggestion. He remained silent and continued to watch her, trying to figure her out. “Look, let’s just forget that anything happened. Okay?” Forget that anything happened? Yeah, right! She bent down and haphazardly picked up her things – bag, hat, swimsuit, suntan lotion bottle, and a book. After dumping them into the bag, she finally straightened. Her towel had become undone in the process and her hands fumbled to hold it in place. Despite her outward reaction, he could have sworn that he saw a look of temptation flicker in her eyes as she stared at him. He wanted so much for her to drop her things back on the sand and say, ‘Yes’ to him.

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Instead, he heard the word “Goodbye,” as she turned and walked away. To keep from following her, he kept his hands firmly to his side and dug his feet into the sand. She claimed that she’d been dreaming, but now, he was the one who felt as if he were in a dream.

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Chapter Two After Jenna McIntosh rejected the indecent but very tempting proposal on the beach, she tried to move as fast and far as possible from the handsome stranger. Stopping only when sure that he hadn’t followed her, she spared a few seconds to put her swimsuit back on and wrap the sarong around her waist. She wasn’t about to walk through the hotel lobby, naked with just a beach towel wrapped around her. With relief, she reached her hotel room and rushed straight into the bathroom and turned on the tap to fill the large sized tub. A nice, warm bubble bath always relaxed her, especially when she was tired, stressed or anxious. Except that at the moment, she suffered none of those emotions. Instead, she felt hot for the hunk she’d left on the beach. What did he say his name was? Marco? How did she get herself in this position – Her first day of vacation, on the beach and she woke up to find a totally hot stranger sucking her tit? To her embarrassment, she’d wanted him to do more! The pleasant memory of his tongue caressing her nipple before his warm, wet mouth sucked her breast came to her and sent a spark through her body. Forget about him! She covered her eyes and shook her head. He was not on her holiday agenda. As she tried to convince herself to forget him, her thoughts drifted back to that morning. She had made her way to the empty stretch of beach because she’d read in her guidebook that it was less popular than the other beaches. That meant that it was perfect for her because she wanted to be alone. After her recent breakup with her boyfriend, her best friend encouraged her to date other men but she wasn’t interested in doing so, or at least not yet. Occasionally she got lonely and needed some lovin’. Nothing could replace a real hot dick, but she was a survivor and her fingers and toys got the job done for now. She’d decided that all she needed to chase her blues away was to get away and enjoy some peace, quiet, sunshine, and the many romance books from her growing To-Be-Read pile. That’s what had led her to this gorgeous Mediterranean island and the quiet beach. When she found a spot that she thought no one would come by, she had stopped, spread out her towel and sat down. She pulled out a book from her bag, but before opening it to read, she took a moment to salivate over the hunk on the cover. Pictured shirtless, he had a breathtaking muscular physique – a wide chest, broad shoulders, muscled arms, and a finely carved six-pack stomach. A thin strip of leather tied his shoulder-length hair in a ponytail. She fantasized about what she’d do with him if he were on the beach with her at that very moment. Grinning, she opened the book and soon became caught up in the story. Two chapters later, feeling the heat from the sun and the erotic story, she decided to take a reading break and placed her book aside to put some sunscreen on her body. She rubbed the lotion on her arms, legs, neck, face, the open spot from her bathing suit, and the part of her back that she could reach. She played with her swimsuit straps and then pushed them down her arms. Soon the bathing suit began to feel constricting and she wanted it off. As she considered the temptation, she removed her sun hat and fanned herself with it.

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Could she dare to remove it completely? Normally, she didn’t make it a habit of stripping her clothes off in public, but on this island she felt like a different person. She had the strong urge to shed everything, including her inhibitions here. The suddenly uncomfortable bathing suit became a physical reminder of how her life of late felt – restricted. After her breakup with her boyfriend, she’d thrown herself into work even more, hardly making time for anything or anyone else. Not even her close friends. Once she arrived on the Greek island, the atmosphere helped her to make the decision to make a change in her lifestyle – act differently than she normally did and not take life so seriously. Life should be savored one day at a time. At that exact moment, all she wanted was the freedom and experience of lying nude on the beach, unencumbered by worries about work and disappointing ex-boyfriends. It wasn’t a nude beach, but since it was isolated and less frequented by beachgoers, perhaps she could get away with removing her suit. She hesitated. The swimsuit felt tighter. She wanted it off and to be able to feel the sun on her entire body. No one was going to see her here, she reasoned. What the heck! Quickly pulling down the suit, her breasts sprang free. She exhaled a breath of relief and pushed the rest of the suit past her hips, down her legs and removed it entirely. Much better. She liked the feeling of the sun on her naked body. Placing the suit in her hat and then setting them next to her book, she took more sunscreen, poured it in her hand, and rubbed it on the portion of her skin she’d missed when she wore the bathing suit. She spread it on her stomach and put some on her breasts. Rubbing the lotion into her skin, she pretended that her moving hands belonged to her imaginary lover, the one on the book cover. His hands caressed, rubbed, skimmed, tugged, and pinched her nipples. Then she lay back, soaking in the sunrays. Closing her eyes, visions of the cover model danced before her. The sounds of the running water into the bathtub intruded on Jenna’s thoughts. She sighed and pulled her mind back to the present. A bath would help her relax. She poured two capfuls of bubble bath into the water and as it started to foam, she removed her bathing suit and skirt and dropped them on the floor. She stepped into the tub, sat down, leaned back and tried to unwind under the bubbles and water. She tried to clear her mind of what happened on the beach but when her eyes closed her thoughts drifted back to the morning. She’d been dreaming about her imaginary lover, who stood before her on the beach. He’d stared at her with a burning need in his eyes and she could feel the heat of his gaze over her body. From the way he stared at her twin nubs, she knew he wanted to suck them, and she wanted to feel his lips and tongue on them. She remembered tilting her head backwards and closing her eyes as she waited for him to step towards her. When he didn’t, she used her hand to assuage the empty feeling around her breast. He still didn’t approach her and she finally had to stretch her hand out to him, encouraging him to come and touch her. He finally moved towards her and when he placed his large hand in hers, she drew him down to his knees in front of her. At last his lips caressed her breast. Tingles of pleasure spread when he licked around her aureole and nipple. It hardened immediately. When he

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started to suck on it, pleasurable sensations exploded throughout her body, causing her to moan and she felt some juice pool between her thighs. After a while, he moved away from her breast, making her groan again, not in pleasure but because of the empty feeling his actions now caused. She wanted his attention on the other breast as well. She opened her eyes, about to complain, and it was only then that she focused on the head that she’d been gripping in her hands. Unlike the other times, it felt so warm. So… real. Her dream lover had never felt like this. He’d never sucked her tit like this before. The clouds of fantasy evaporated from her brain and the remnants of sleep cleared from her eyes. She focused. The man’s hair was short, not the usual long hair of her imaginary lover. Oh my God… Oh my God! I’m not dreaming – This is real! When he looked up at her, he confirmed her fear. The man before her was not her dream lover. Oh, he was just as handsome. Actually, more handsome. Gathering all her strength, she had pushed him away and they’d stared at each other. Olive skinned with sharp cheekbones, which gave him a classic sexy look, he had black wavy locks of hair and hungry deep brown eyes that looked almost black, in the heat of the moment, as they continued to devour her body. As he watched her, his angular nostrils flared and she wondered if the scent of her desire aroused him further? He wore a white tee shirt that accentuated wide shoulders and a firm chest. Although he now lay back on the ground, propped up on his elbows, she could tell that he was tall. His long legs, stretched out, gave that fact away. The long dark blue shorts on his lower half couldn’t hide his straining cock. From the size and girth outlined under his shorts, she couldn’t help but be impressed. It seemed much bigger than any of her past boyfriends. How would he feel sliding inside her? More moisture dampened the area between her legs and it was only then that she remembered that she was naked – in front of a stranger! She felt a momentary fear, especially when she realized they were the only ones on the beach, but it disappeared as she studied his face. The man’s appearance and demeanor didn’t hint danger. Instead, he had a look of desire on his face. Jenna came out of her reverie again and she sliced her hand through the bubble bath foam and stretched a leg in the tub. It was big enough for two and she wondered what it would be like to have the handsome stranger with the talented mouth in the tub with her. Why was she still thinking about him? Annoyed with the train of thought, she reached for the loofa sponge and began to vigorously scrub her body. She tried to erase the faint traces of his scent and reminders of his touch on her skin. Yet, thoughts of what could have happened on the beach if she’d said yes to him raced through her mind. She rubbed her skin roughly but soon her hand motions softened as she remembered his touch on her skin and his lips on her breast. She would have liked to feel his lips on other parts of her body – particularly on her pussy. The way he circled his tongue around her nipple made her want him to do the same to her clit. She stopped scrubbing her body and leaned her head back against the tub. Unable to forget the sight of his cock tenting his shorts, her hand tentatively touched her pussy lips and

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traced the edge of the insides, then pinched her clit. She winced. Instead of her fingers, she wanted his dick stroking inside of her. Deep inside. The thought of his cock driving into her pussy made her body tremble with need. She settled into the now tepid water and willed herself to relax. Dissatisfied with her own attentions, she gave up and dropped the sponge. She wanted the real treatment. Shutting her eyes and leaning her head back on the edge of the tub, the image of the stranger’s face appeared behind her closed eyelids. * * * * * The sharp cold spray from the shower nozzle hit Marco’s raised face. Then the water fell down his chest, past his stomach and gushing onto his cock. He cursed. The cold water did nothing to lessen his raging hard on. He’d had one ever since his mystery lady walked away from him. Initially, he’d made the decision not to pursue her but later changed his mind. By the time he’d decided to follow her, he couldn’t find her. Too much time had elapsed and deep down, he knew that he wouldn’t find her on the beach, but he searched there for her unsuccessfully before returning to his hotel room. Later in the day, he kept an eye out for her in his hotel, looking around the swimming pool and lobby area. In the evening, when he had dinner by himself, he looked around the restaurant for her. No luck. Although he never lacked for dinner dates, there were many times when he went on assignments out of town and dined alone, like now. Usually, he didn’t mind dining alone. Tonight, however, he would have liked to wine and dine his enticing beach beauty. He took a swig of the beer he’d ordered with his meal. At a table across from him, two good-looking blond women sat having their own dinner. They’d been eyeing him the whole time he ate. Finally one of them got up and approached him. She wore a slim fitting red summer strapless dress that ended above her knees. The dress graced her form revealing small breasts, a flat stomach and petite waist. The blonde seemed to know how to use her body to attract the opposite sex because as she walked towards him, she swung her hips seductively from side to side and flashed an equally alluring smile in his direction. On any other occasion, he may have been interested, but at the moment, the only woman he wanted to see walking before him was the dark beauty with the larger curvaceous form and bigger chest that he met earlier that day. He stifled his irritation at the blonde’s intrusion on his space. When she reached his table, he put down his cutlery and stood up. “Good evening.” She stopped at the empty chair across from him. “Your dinner looks delicious.” However, she wasn’t looking at his food. Instead, she stared at his lips and slowly licked hers. “May I join you for a few minutes?” He gave her a curt nod and she quickly slid into the seat before he could hold the chair for her. He returned to his chair and waited for her to speak. “You must be on vacation here, like me and my friend.” She jerked her head towards the woman at the other table and then flashed him a Hollywood smile. He noticed her perfect teeth and makeup immaculately applied. Her blond hairstyle was faultless, swept up and in an elegant chignon, but her appearance did nothing for him. He nodded to the woman.

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“My name is Ashley.” He forced a smile. “Marco.” “I’m vacationing with my friend Liz. We noticed you dining alone and wondered if you’d like to join us? We have plenty of space at our table.” Under the table, she stretched a shapely leg and began to stroke his leg with it, sending him an implicit message. He was used to women approaching him all the time but this time he didn’t want to be bothered. Clearing his throat, he sat back in his chair and tried to move his leg out of her reach. “That’s very nice of you, but as you can see, I’m almost finished with my dinner.” “That’s fine. You can join us after dinner… for dessert. We can have a lot of fun together. I assure you, three will not be a crowd.” She gave him a suggestive look, which he couldn’t misinterpret. Under the table she found his leg again with hers and raised her bare foot up its length towards his inner left thigh. When her foot came close to his crotch, he grabbed and stopped it from going any further. “Thanks again, but I have other plans for the evening.” “Are you sure?” She gave him another evocative look and fanned herself with her hand. “I don’t know what it is about this island weather but it’s making Liz and me very… horny.” The island weather must have also made her very forward. He gently but firmly dropped her foot to the floor under the table. “Thanks again, but as I said, I already have plans and I’m just about to leave.” “Okay, Marco. If you change your mind, you can look us up. We’re staying here at the hotel. Room 403. You won’t be disappointed.” She winked at him and got up. He stood up with her. “Goodbye, Ashley.” “See you around, Marco and don’t forget, room 403.” She turned around and walked away with an extra swing in her slender hips. He muttered a curse under his breath. What a nuisance. He signaled to the waiter for the check. He planned to continue looking for his mystery woman, even if he had to search every hotel on the island. Right now was as good a time to start looking for her again. He paid his bill and headed out the door without a further glance at the two blondes. For the next couple of hours, he walked around the quaint town. The shops in the square remained opened to accommodate tourists. He stopped by the lobby of a neighboring hotel and two dance clubs. Still no luck. Disappointed, close to 4a.m., he returned to his hotel room. When he finally fell asleep, it was only to dream about the woman with no name. He imagined they lay on his hotel room bed where they’d fucked and then made love until neither of them could move – until she couldn’t walk away from him. He woke up with a hard on, as stiff as a steel bar. Just the thought of his mystery woman’s juicy pussy coating his cock as he pumped into her kept it up with no hope of going down any time soon. He got out of bed and took another cold shower. It didn’t help and he remained hard as a rod. Under the running water, he grabbed hold of his cock. With visions of the hands and mouth of his beauty – yes, his – around him, he began to pump himself slowly and then faster as he remembered his dream of banging away at her.

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His hand moved up and down without hesitation, till he jacked off in the shower. He leaned on the wall and let the water continue to cascade over him. With a little bit of tension released from his body, he picked up the soap bar and lathered the rest of his body. He rinsed himself off and stepped out of the stall. As he dried himself and then wrapped the towel around his waist, he thought about what he’d do that day. Actually, he already knew what he’d be doing. He’d look for his mystery woman again, and he’d continue to search until he found her or until it was time for him to leave the island. Whichever came first. Ideally, he wanted to find her before he left. He didn’t know how he would find her, but he was going to find her, he promised himself.

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Chapter Three After Jenna had left the stranger on the beach, she didn’t want to risk bumping into him. It would be so easy to give into her urges to sleep with him if she saw him again. She decided to spend the rest of the day, trying to enjoy the balmy weather and beach view from her room’s balcony. She even picked up her romance novel and tried to get some reading done, but this time, neither the story nor the book cover held any appeal for her. She must have spent an hour reading the same page. Her mind kept going to the stranger when he took over the role of her dream lover. Not daring to go out in the evening for dinner, she chose to order from room service. Playing with her food instead of eating it, she decided to stop and go to bed early. A fitful sleep finally engulfed her. The next morning, she woke up feeling braver. “This is ridiculous. I can’t hide in my hotel room for the rest of my vacation! What a coward,” she spoke to herself as she stared in the mirror at her reflection. She’d do some sightseeing today, she determined. I’ll make a day trip to visit another island. This way, I’m sure not to bump into him. * * * * * On the return trip to her hotel that evening, Jenna felt relaxed. Earlier, as she explored the archaeological sites and ruins, she half expected to see the handsome sun-tanned face of the stranger from the beach. A sense of relief washed over her when she didn’t run into him, but at the same time she felt disappointed. She couldn’t deny the tiny hidden part in her that wanted to see him again. Squashing those feelings, she walked down the pebbled street path that led to her hotel. A corner shop that displayed postcards caught her eye and she decided to stop and buy some. She rifled through the revolving rack and studied each card carefully, making mental notes of which one she’d send to friends and family back home. She became engrossed in picking the cards until she felt as if someone watched her. Even before raising her head to look around, she had a strong suspicion of the cause. She turned just in time to see the stranger from the beach walking in long determined strides towards her. * * * * * After another seemingly useless day of searching and not finding the woman from the beach, Marco had decided to walk back to the center of town, where the tourists usually hung out, and scan the area. He also planned on later checking out another club in hopes of finding her there. Feeling a little dejected but not yet ready to give up, he glanced down at his feet as he walked. When he looked up, a female figure standing on the far end of the street, in front of one of the stores, caught his eye. Her hair fell above her shoulders in tight black curls. She had a large voluptuous figure draped in a sleeveless flowing white dress that did nothing to hide the curves of her breast, waist, and backside. Her beautiful brown skin was sensually offset against her white dress.

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His stomach muscles tightened at the sight as she reminded him of the one person he’d spent his day looking for. He took a closer look at the woman and it was then that he recognized her. His woman from the beach! He almost broke out into a run towards her. He wasn’t going to lose her again. By that time, she’d looked up and seen him approaching her. Her eyes widened a fraction when his locked with hers. He noticed that her grip tightened on the postcards in her hand, almost bending them in half. She looked as if she’d bolt any second, but by the time he’d reached her, a mask of nonchalance slipped over her face. “Hello.” He studied her face, memorizing all her features, before responding. “Hello, bella. I’ve been looking for you.” His voice sounded deep and low, even to his own ears. “Look—” she began but he interrupted her. “—Let’s find someplace to sit and talk.” She shook her head. “Bella, we need to, after what happened between us yesterday.” She didn’t say anything and chewed her bottom lip. That juicy-looking bottom lip. He wanted to nibble on it. She was probably trying to make up her mind. He remembered that she’d done the same thing with her lip when she was deciding whether to fuck him on the beach. “Let’s find someplace to sit and have a drink and talk, bella. Please.” He reached out and touched her elbow. At the contact, he felt a jolt and she flinched. Her nearness affected him in a way that he couldn’t explain or understand. They’d only met the previous day, but there was definitely something between them. He was willing to find out what it was. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. “I—” “—Well, I do. We can have a conversation here in front of an audience,” he nodded towards the storeowner standing nearby and watching them with an entertained look. “Or we can do it privately. Come on, bella,” he gently encouraged. “Let’s sit down somewhere and talk. That’s all I want to do.” Actually he wanted to do more, especially when he watched her bite her bottom lip. It was such a turn on for him, but talking would be a start. She stopped chewing her lip. “Okay, but I warn you there isn’t much to say.” Mentally, he jumped for joy as he took the postcards from her hand and pulled out some money to pay the storeowner. The jolly-looking man took the money and thanked him. “Good luck, young man,” he whispered. Nodding his thanks, Marco returned to the woman who had wrecked havoc on his mental and physical being within a short time. He took her hand and led her away. Soft and smaller than his, it was a perfect fit. At one point, she’d tried to jerk her hand, but he wouldn’t let go. If anything, he tightened his grip. She gave up and asked, “Where are we going?” “To the restaurant in the hotel where I’m staying. It’s close by.” When they approached the hotel, she stopped short and an incredulous look appeared on her face. “This is where you’re staying?”

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“Yes. Why?” “I’m staying here too.” “Really?” He couldn’t believe that he’d been looking all over the island for her and she had been so close. Right under his nose, so to speak. He gently squeezed her hand. “I think that means that we were meant to meet and talk.” They entered the building and he led her in the direction of the restaurant. As they crossed the lobby, he saw the two blondes he’d met in the restaurant the night before. When they headed towards him, he groaned inwardly. He didn’t want any interruptions when he had important matters to attend. The one he remembered as Ashley spoke. “Marco!” She had a tight smile on her face and looked at his mystery woman in an unfriendly way, which made him drape his arm protectively over her shoulder. “You surprise me. I didn’t think you’d be into the larger variety after last evening.” He felt his companion stiffen under his arm and as he was about to put Ashley in her place, she spoke before him. “I don’t know what your problem is or what you’re implying, but Marco is with me and we have plans. So, unless you want me to bitch slap you from here to the beach for your rude behavior, I suggest you move out of our way.” Both blondes gasped and looked from her to him and back to her again. Ashley stepped back and quickly turned around. Her friend, Liz, followed on her heels and they fled towards the exit. His bella watched the women leave and then jerked her shoulder from under his arm. She looked pissed. “Goodnight!” She turned to leave. “Whoa! Where are you going? We’re supposed to sit down and talk. Remember? What’s the matter?” “This is all a big mistake. Starting with yesterday. Let’s forget what happened. Now, why don’t you go run after your blonde friends? From the way they eyeballed you from head to toe, it looked like they were more than willing to continue whatever you did with them last evening. I said, ‘Goodnight!’” “Not so fast!” He reached out and clutched her arm when she turned to move. He didn’t care that a few of the hotel guests had started to watch them. He couldn’t let her leave him. In desperation, he gently pulled her full frontal towards him and held her when she tried to escape. “Nothing happened with them, bella,” he whispered in her ear. “Nothing.” “Let go of me! Now!” She wouldn’t look him in the face and bent her head down to focus on his chest. In an effort to get away from him, she squirmed against his body and his cock reacted by growing and hardening against her stomach. “Oh!” she exclaimed and stopped moving. He looked down at her. Her eyes had widened and her mouth stayed in the shape of an ‘O.’ He knew that she felt his stimulated cock. “Nothing happened between me and those women,” he repeated as he tried to explain quickly, “When I was having dinner last evening, they invited me to join them. I turned them down. End of story.”

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He placed his hand under her chin and tilted it up so that she could look him in the eye. “That’s all that happened. I’m only interested in you, bella. Only you.” He felt her body soften as if all the fight went out of her and he couldn’t help but grind his hips against hers. He may have imagined it but it seemed as if she pressed closer. “Now, why don’t we go into the restaurant as planned, unless you want to go to my room? We’re beginning to form an audience.” She looked around at the other guests and staff watching them. “The restaurant,” she whispered. “Are you sure you don’t want to go to my room?” She closed her eyes and shook her head, leaning it on his chest and tucked snugly under his chin. “Yes, I’m sure. Let’s go talk in the restaurant.” “Okay.” Disappointed, he released her from his embrace and moved back a few inches. He took her hand and lightly caressed the back with his thumb. He’d wanted to talk to her but once he held and felt her move against him, all thoughts of talking flew out of his mind. But he really did have to talk to her. For Pete’s sake, he still didn’t know her name. He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to take her in front of everyone. “This way to the restaurant,” he said and gently tugged her soft hand in his as he led the way. * * * * * Seated at a secluded table in the restaurant, they ordered coffee. Neither spoke as they waited for their drink. When the waiter brought their coffee, Jenna lifted her cup to take a sip. Her hand trembled, causing the liquid to spill over into the saucer. Marco watched in fascination as her lips touched the cup. What he wouldn’t do to be the recipient on the other side of her lips. What he wouldn’t give to have her brand his body with her full hot lips. “Hello? So what did you want to talk about?” Her voice broke through his thoughts. She’d placed the cup back into the saucer. “Huh?” He still stared at her lips. “What did you want to talk about?” You said you wanted to talk, right?” She licked her lips and he wanted to reach across the table to pull her forward for a kiss. He took a sip of his coffee to give his lips something to do. “Yeah, I wanted to talk. You know my name. Are you willing to tell me yours now, bella?” “What does that mean?” “What?” “Bella. You keep calling me ‘bella.’ What does that mean?” “I didn’t know your name and it just fit.” She raised a perfectly arched eyebrow and waited for him to explain. “Bella is Italian and means ‘beautiful,’ which you are.” She gave him a skeptical look. “Well, you can stop calling me that now. My name is Jenna. Jenna McIntosh.” Finally, he had her name. He repeated it mentally to himself and savored the knowledge. “Jenna. Why not tell me your name before?” She took a deep breath and glared at him. “If you want to know… if you have to know… I was embarrassed, all right?”

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“Embarrassed? About what happened on the beach? Why? Didn’t you enjoy yourself?” “Yes… I did.” He liked her honesty. “I did, too. So what’s there to be embarrassed about? What was the problem?” “You probably won’t believe me… I’ve… I’ve never done anything like that before in my life. Ever… Almost sleeping with a stranger… I was embarrassed when I woke up and realized what I’d done…” her voice trailed off into silence and she looked down into her cup of coffee. “I have a confession to make, too,” he said. She glanced up and curiosity flashed in her eyes. He couldn’t help grinning. “Neither have I. I’ve never done anything like that either.” “Never?” “No. Never. It’s not everyday that I see a beautiful woman on the beach who beckons to me and puts me under her spell.” She studied his face and then smiled. “Can we start over?” He asked. “I’d like for us to spend the rest of the time that we have here together.” Her mouth opened slightly in the shape of an “O” but she didn’t say anything, so he pressed on. “I have five more days left here. What about you – how long will you be staying here?” All this time, he hadn’t removed his hand from on top of hers, and he couldn’t help but rub his thumb in lazy circles on the back of her hand. He liked the feeling of her textured skin under his thumb. The contact between them caused heat to spread up through his thumb, to his hand, up through his arm and the rest of his body. He was burning for her, real bad. She shivered. “Are you cold?” He stopped moving his thumb. “Perhaps, we should go sit outside, away from the air conditioning,” he suggested. She shook her head and pulled her hand away from his and placed both hands on her lap under the table. “Jenna?” He waited for her to say something. Anything. “Marco,” she began, “I can’t deny that what we did… What we started yesterday… felt… great. But I… It… was a mistake. We shouldn’t have done what we did. I shouldn’t have done what I did.” Not liking what he heard, he remained quiet as he grew tense. She continued. “It doesn’t make sense for us to spend the rest of our time here together… besides we’re going to go our separate ways in the end. I don’t like starting things and leaving them unfinished… Please say you understand.” By the time she’d finished speaking, he was royally pissed and confused. Why was she hell bent on resisting him when he knew she was attracted to him just like he was to her? Clearly, they could have a good time together. He tried counting to ten before opening his mouth to say something that he’d regret.

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He admitted that normally, she wasn’t the type of woman that he went out with. He’d never gone out with a black woman or a pleasingly plump one before, but there was something about her that attracted him. He wouldn’t lie to himself. Yes, he wanted to sleep with her, but he also wanted to know more about her than just on the physical level. Why didn’t she understand that? “Why are you fighting to get away from me?” Clearly, counting to ten hadn’t helped his temper. “Excuse me?” “You heard me. Why are you fighting to get away from me?” “I’m not fighting. I’m not trying to get away from you. I’ve already explained—” “—I heard what you said and I’m not buying it. You’re making excuses. Why?” “Why?” “Yes, why? I’m attracted to you and I think you’re attracted to me. Why are you fighting it?” “I’m not fighting it, you, or anything!” Her voice rose and when a passing waiter looked at them, she paused and lowered her voice. “I’ve already told you that this whole thing was a mistake. Let’s forget about yesterday and go our separate ways.” Damn her! He’d never met a woman before who didn’t like him and want to jump his bones and he’d never in his life had to beg a woman to be in her company, and that’s what was happening with Jenna. She didn’t want to be with him and the humiliating thing was that he still wanted her. He didn’t understand why feelings for her remained or where they were coming from. It hurt that she’d rejected him one too many times. He also felt confused by his sudden feelings for a woman he’d only met a day ago. Disgusted with himself, he removed his hand from the table and sat back. Humiliation hardened his voice, “I think you’re right. This is a mistake and I’m wasting my time. I’ll go look for Ashley and Liz, instead. They extended a tempting invitation to me. You’re nothing but a tease.” “If you think I’m a tease, then you don’t have to worry about it any longer, do you? Goodbye, Marco.” Ignoring the hurt look that flashed across her face before it turned frosty, he stood and looked down on her. He pulled out his wallet, took some money out, and threw it on the table for the two cups of coffee. “Goodbye, Jenna. Enjoy your time here. I know I will.”

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Chapter Four Techno music blasted inside the dance club. Different colored strobe lights flashed over the floor. Women gyrated and flung their hair around in a frenzy as they moved. The men couldn’t seem to get enough of the female bodies near them and moved alongside, behind, and in front to dance with the women. Marco sat at the bar nursing the one drink he’d ordered 30 minutes earlier and watched the dancers. He still brooded over Jenna’s rejection when he felt a slim, soft hand caress his thigh and disturb his thoughts. It rested dangerously close to his cock. He looked down at the hand and his eyes traveled up a very slender, pale arm and continued on to the face of a recognizable blonde. “Ashley,” he forced himself to acknowledge her presence. “Hello, sugar,” she smiled. “It looks like you’ve changed your plans.” “I guess you can say that,” he replied coolly. “Come join us on the floor?” She pointed to Liz who wriggled her body, across from them, and waved when she saw him looking at her. Ashley moved closer to him and purred in his ear. “If you join us, I’ll forget what happened at the hotel with your rather large friend.” She squeezed his thigh and her nails bit down through his pants. At the reference to Jenna, his instinct was to remove Ashley’s hand from his body and walk away, but still smarting from the other woman’s rejection, he changed his mind. After all, he’d told her that he would spend time with Ashley and Liz. He hadn’t meant it but here they were, calling him again. Ahh, hell! Why not? This time, he wouldn’t turn them down. He shrugged and turned a lazy smile from Ashley to Liz. “Okay, let’s dance.” He walked towards the floor and left Ashley to follow him. When he felt her dainty hand on his waistband, he knew that she was behind him. On the floor, they moved to the music. The women made a sandwich of him as Ashley molded herself to his front side, while Liz did the same at his backside. Ashley gyrated wildly, rubbing her small breasts against his chest. After a while, she turned around, flung her blond hair over the side of her shoulder, and then she bent over at the waist and started to rub her petite ass against his groin to the beat of the music. He grabbed Ashley by the waist and held on to her as they danced in time to the music. At the same time, he felt Liz’s hands all over his back as she moved in time to the rhythm against him. He turned around to give Liz equal attention. He was determined to do whatever it would take to get that difficult Jenna McIntosh out of his mind. Soon, he felt Ashley tugging him to turn around towards her. He did so and she reached for his collar, pulling at it so that his head lowered towards hers. When his face was inches from hers, she touched her lips on his and gave him a long hard kiss without breaking their swaying to the music. “Let’s go to my room,” she pleaded when he finally broke the kiss. Forcibly suppressing his better judgment, he nodded, “Let’s go.” He’d fuck them both till all thoughts and wants of Jenna flew out of his head and body. He took the hand of each woman as they weaved through the dancers towards the exit.

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Outside the club, he hailed a cab. He let the women enter the car first but after he sat inside the car, close to the door, Ashley climbed over him, forcing him to sit between the two of them. It seemed that they couldn’t keep their hands off him. Ashley quickly unbuttoned his shirt and stuck her hand underneath to rub his chest. She moved one hand upwards to bring his head towards her for more kisses. As this went on, Liz unzipped his pants and reached inside to fondle him. Within a few minutes, the ride ended when the taxi stopped in front of the hotel. They stumbled out and hurried inside, after he zipped up his pants, buttoned his shirt, and paid the driver. Liz opened the door to their room and both women pulled him inside. With arms folded across his chest, he leaned against the closed door. Making no effort to step further into the room, he watched, amused, as the women began to perform a slow striptease for him. They simultaneously removed their blouses, then stepped out of their skirts and kicked off their shoes to the side. The way they did everything in a coordinated form led him to believe that the duo was a very practiced team when it came to having threesomes. Bikini tan lines covered their bodies, exposing tan limbs and lily-white portions of skin. They rotated in front of him in their dainty lace bras and sexy thongs – Ashley wore red and Liz, black. Soon, those came off. The leader, Ashley, removed hers first and cast it aside and as Liz removed hers, she crooked her finger beckoning him to come towards them. Both women had small but pert breasts with a thin strip of hair in the middle of their pale pussies. Seeing enough of the show and ready to participate, he shoved himself away from the door and walked towards them. Again, Ashley positioned herself in front of him and unbuckled his belt, then pulled down his zipper. Liz lifted his shirt from behind. Together, the women pulled down his underpants. He wasn’t fully aroused but what they saw, they seemed to like. “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!” Ashley murmured as she eyed his cock greedily. She took his hand and led him further into the room. Without waiting for him to help, she and Liz quickly moved their single beds together to give them more room for their ménage a trois. He allowed Ashley to draw him to the bed. Naked, they lay sideways on the bed with Ashley in front and Liz behind him. Ashley rubbed her body against him, rubbed her hands on his wide chest. She moaned in pleasure. Liz massaged his butt cheeks and squeezed them as she also rubbed her body against his back. She echoed her friend’s moans. Try as he might, he couldn’t enjoy the women’s attention on him. He wanted to, but it really wasn’t happening. When they molded their bodies to his, all he could think about was one body – Jenna’s – against his. The feeling of Ashley and Liz’s skinny frames against his made him miss Jenna’s voluptuous and soft body. Ashley raised her leg over his and moved her cunt against his crotch but all he could remember and think about was the contrast between her bony limbs and Jenna’s longer legs and bigger thighs. The same adverse reaction to Liz behind him bubbled inside him. Ashley trailed kisses across his neck up to his lips and again, he thought about kissing Jenna instead. Liz placed kisses on his back and again it did nothing for him.

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He tried to concentrate on the two women and push out thoughts of Jenna by squeezing his eyes shut tightly, but it served to form a picture of her beguiling face more clearly in his mind’s eye. Shaking his head, he opened his eyes again. Ashley moved upwards against him and rubbed her chest into his face. It only reminded him of Jenna’s ample chest. Frustrated, he growled because he couldn’t get Jenna out of his mind when he was with other women. Dammit! He was supposed to be having a good time. Why wasn’t he? He buried his face in Ashley’s small chest and breathed deeply. Taking a whiff of her scent, he realized that he preferred Jenna’s alluring scent to Ashley’s cloying one. The hint of vanilla fragrance on Jenna reminded him of a cool, fresh day, with the sun on his face and a breeze teasing his senses, making him feel relaxed as if he were home. Damn! Damn! Damn! Why was he thinking about a woman who turned him down? He wouldn’t allow it to happen. With another snarl of aggravation, he abruptly turned from Ashley to face Liz. Perhaps, Liz’s body would make him forget Jenna. Ashley gasped at the sudden change in positions when she found herself staring at his back, but within seconds she took advantage of it as she stroked his back and butt and placed wet kisses across his shoulder blades. He closed his eyes and reached for Liz’s face. When his lips found hers, he kissed her with everything he had. As their tongues mingled, he imagined what it would be like to kiss Jenna. She was the woman with whom he wanted to lock lips. He wanted to fuck her, not Ashley or Liz. They might be skilled in bed but they weren’t for him. With that realization, he stopped kissing Liz. Ashley reached inside the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a condom packet as Liz took his cock in her hand and started to pump it. “No,” he removed her hold on him. They were so intent in their actions neither woman heard him or if they did, they didn’t believe that he wanted to stop. Ashley tore open the condom packet and Liz tried to pump his cock again. “I said, no!” He unwrapped Liz’s fingers from around his flaccid cock before she could react otherwise and then he jumped from the bed, looking at them in embarrassment. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. He’d never stopped a good-looking woman or two from having sex with him, especially when they were in the middle of the act. The women looked at each other in disbelief. “What did you say?” Ashley finally spoke. “I said, no.” “Are you some kind of sicko-weirdo? You work up your women and then leave them hanging?” She shrieked in frustration. Her neck and face turned red. “No, I’m not. But… this… isn’t going to work.” He began to feel like a fool with his deflated cock exposed for all to see. “Sure it’s going to work, sugar. Just come back to bed with us,” she tried to soften her voice and lure him back to them. “Everything will work out just fine… Isn’t that right, Liz?” She glanced at her friend for a second before looking back at him.

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Liz simply nodded her head and licked her lips as she returned her eyes to his cock. He sighed and began to wonder whether Liz was speech impaired. In all the time that he’d been around her, she’d never spoken a word. Ashley did the talking for the both of them. When he realized that Liz stared at his Johnson, he swore under his breath and backed away from the bed and the women. He quickly reached for his clothes and dressed. “Marco…” Ashley began. “Marco. Look at us… please.” At the pleading in her voice, he spared a glance towards the two of them. They were touching themselves and slowly gyrating. Liz rubbed her hands all over the front of her body in a slow sensual movement. Ashley used one hand to squeeze her small insipid breast while she used the other to insert her finger inside her cunt. She called out to him softly, “Come on, finish what you started.” She pulled her finger out, licked it and crooked the same finger to call him towards her. “Come back and give us all you’ve got.” She rubbed her chest and lowered her hand to rub her almost hairless mound. “It’s all yours – mine and Liz’s.” That’s the problem. Your pussy is not the one I want – yours or Liz’s. He shook his head, pulled his shirt on and tucked it into his waistband. “I’m sorry, ladies. This has been a mistake. Goodbye.” As he walked to the door and placed his hand on the knob, Ashley swore and yelled out, “Now wait a goddamn minute!” His hand remained on the handle and he turned around with a look of both guilt and impatience. “You’re not going anywhere until you finished what you started. Come back here and fuck us! Fuck us real hard and we’ll forgive your temporary lapse in judgment,” she decreed. “Look. I said I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have started this and I’m sorry, but it’s not going to continue.” He turned the doorknob but Ashley was still not ready to give him up. “Are you gay? Or you don’t know what to do with real women? Is that it?” she tried to taunt him. “Prove that you’re not gay. Get over here and show us that you know what to do with that big cock of yours. Now!” He shook his head again. “I’m sorry.” And he really was sorry. Sorry for himself. This was turning into a fiasco and it wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t acted out of anger with Jenna and encouraged the women by following them to their room. He opened the door and walked out. “I said, get back here! You’re going to be sorry, you sick son-of-a-bitch! You’re going to be sorry, you bastard!” Ashley’s angry words floated past the door before he shut it behind him. He kept walking. He went across the hallway, down the stairwell into the lobby, past the tourist guests, the staff and out of the hotel. Outside he walked past the locals and tourists. He even passed some lovers kissing under the starry night sky. With no destination in mind, he realized that he was headed towards the beach. Although dark, the stars and moon shone brightly so that he had no problem seeing where he walked. When he reached the sand, he kept walking, removed his clothing, dumped them in a pile, and walked right into the ocean. He wanted to cleanse himself – wash the touch and scents of Ashley and Liz off his body – in the deep blue sea. He dove into the water and came up for air. At that moment, the

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thought struck him that he’d accused Jenna of being a tease, yet he’d acted even worse with Ashley and Liz. His heart softened and he regretted even more the name he’d called her. Allowing Jenna’s rejection to push him towards the other two women was a big mistake. He shouldn’t have given up with her. Since when did he run away from a challenge? The woman had certainly tested his resolve for going after something that he wanted. For the entire time that they’d spend on the island, he wanted to spend it with Jenna. He’d pursue her again, and this time he wouldn’t give up so easily.

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Chapter Five As soon as daylight hit the sky, Jenna threw on a pair of shorts and tee shirt and headed for the beach for a power walk. Because of her plus-size shape, some people thought she never exercised, but they were wrong. She normally walked daily and swam three times a week. She also watched what she ate from the proper nutritional food groups. A long time ago, she’d accepted her large body type as the way it was. Her goal in exercising was to remain healthy. Just because she was on vacation didn’t mean that she should change her exercise schedule. And after the bad parting she’d had with Marco and the sleepless night that followed, she felt the extra need to release the tension by exercising. “I think you’re right. This is a mistake and I’m wasting my time. I’ll go look for Ashley and Liz, instead. They extended a tempting invitation to me. You’re nothing but a tease.” She couldn’t forget Marco’s last words to her. He’d pissed her off. Not only did he have the nerve to accuse her of being a tease, he had left her for a thinner woman like her ex had done. At the same time, any thoughts of Marco together with those two skinny bitches brought feelings of jealousy and hurt that she had no right to have for him. She didn’t really know him and after all, she told him that they couldn’t be together. Taking in a deep breath and then blowing it out, she pumped her arms a little harder and quickened her pace. “Forget him. Forget him,” she chanted the words under her breath as if it was a mantra. She didn’t want to be involved with any man, even if it was on a short-term basis. “Who am I kidding?” She asked out loud after a few miles. Forgetting Marco was impossible and she knew it. Even if it was for a few days, she did want to know more about him. She’d rejected his advances because she didn’t come here to get involved with any man. Yet, she couldn’t forget the way he’d touched her. Deep down, she wanted more from him and her pussy warmed at the thought of him doing more to her. Making a u-turn on the beach, she walked back to her hotel. She had no choice but to forget about Marco. She’d sent him away, he thought she was a tease, and now he was with two slimmer women. “Forget him. Forget him,” She began to chant her new mantra as she headed back to her hotel. * * * * * Jenna walked down the hotel hallway towards her room. As she rounded the corner, she saw Marco turning away from her door. Her heart felt like it had dropped to her feet. In the past five minutes, she had succeeded in not thinking about the man and now here he stood looking just as good as she remembered. Stopping in mid-stride, her eyes drank in the sight of him with greed. He wore a blue tee shirt that stretched over his broad shoulders and wide chest. Short shirtsleeves exposed muscled arms that flexed when he ran his fingers through his hair. Below, he wore long dark shorts. Opened-toed brown sandals covered his feet. Oh, God! Even his toes looked sexy.

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Her eyes traveled back up his body length to his face. Big mistake. His swarthycolored face captivated her. He had combed his wet black hair back. As he breathed in deeply, his nose flared and his incredibly dark eyes seemed to pierce her soul as he returned her gaze. She wondered if he knew that she really did want him. “Marco… Good morning.” Careful not to look at him again, she dug into her pocket and pulled out her key as she started to walk towards her door. He didn’t step out of her way when she reached it and she had no choice but to look at him. “Umm… You’re in my way. Excuse me….” She returned her gaze to the keys in her hand. His fixed stance forced her to look up at him again. “Is… Is… there something you want?” He cleared his throat, dug into the back pocket of his shorts, and pulled out the postcards she’d bought the night before. “I forgot to give these to you last night.” She’d forgotten about them, too. Staring at the cards in his extended hand, she reached for them. Their fingers touched and at the contact she snatched the cards from his hands. “Thank you.” She tried to make a move towards her door again, but he still didn’t budge. This time irritation washed over her. Now what? Why was he still blocking her way? She was supposed to forget him, but how could that happen if he showed up at door, looking so damn good, and wouldn’t move out of her way? The memory of him calling her a tease and then leaving to see the blondes fanned her irritation till anger and hurt exploded. She wanted to push him out of her way. Instead, she spoke up in her best-inflected cool voice. “I have a long day planned ahead and I want to get into my room. Move out of my way, now.” He clenched his jaws but didn’t respond. “Is there something else?” She grated out as she looked at him dead on. He ran his hand through his hair again. “I have to talk to you.” She stepped back. “What now, Marco? I think you said it all last night.” She couldn’t help but add, “Oh, and I trust you had a good time last night with your friends.”

Despite the coolness in her voice and the standoffish stance that Jenna took by placing both hands on her hips, Marco knew that he’d hurt her. He could see the damage he’d caused in her eyes each time she briefly looked him in the face. Guilt poured over him for calling her a tease and then spending time with Ashley and Liz after leaving her. He shoved his hands into his pockets to taper the temptation to reach out and embrace her as he begged for forgiveness. “I want to apologize for last night.” “And I don’t want to hear anymore from you. I want you to leave me alone.” Despite her words, he was no longer able to control himself. He stepped closer to her, put his hand under her chin, and lifted her head up so that she couldn’t look away from him. “I really mean it, bella. I’m so sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have said what I did. There’s no excuse, but I was hurt when you said you didn’t want to see me and I reacted in the wrong way. I apologize. It won’t happen again. Give me a chance to show that I’m really sorry. Forgive me, please,” he begged.

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She brushed his hand from her face and stepped back. “And how do I know that you won’t say something hurtful the next time you don’t like what I say.” “I’m so sorry.” “You called me a tease! I’m not. I told you I’d been sleeping and what happened on the beach between us… well… I thought I was dreaming. I’m not a tease and if it seemed like it, I didn’t mean to tease you.” “I’m sorry I called you a tease. Later I did realize you’d been sleeping because you had a sleepy look on your face.” “Anyway, I’m sure you have more invitations from your friends. Why don’t you go look for them?” “There’s no comparison between you and them. No comparison, bella. That’s why I’m here. My behavior was childish – one that I won’t repeat again. I’m attracted to you. Tell me you can feel it too.” He reached out to caress the side of her face. “You have such soft skin,” he whispered. He cupped the side of her head and his thumb stroked her cheek. “Let’s start over again, bella, and get to know each other here. Please say you want to. I’m so sorry for my behavior. It won’t happen again.” She didn’t respond or react but gave him a long hard look and after what seemed like an eternity, nodded slowly. “Okay. Let’s start over.” His heart soared when she indicated her forgiveness. He was about to release his hold on her when she slipped out her tongue and slid it over her lips. It returned inside her mouth, leaving moist-looking lips. He had – no, he needed to kiss her right then and there. As if hypnotized, his head slowly bent at an angle towards her lips. Relief washed over him when she didn’t jerk away from him because he didn’t think he could stop. He’d just give her a peck he promised himself and then step back, but as soon as their lips touched, he wanted to do more. The kiss started out softly and then became more demanding as he increased the pressure on her lips. She opened her mouth to allow his tongue to slip in and explore every inch of her delectable mouth. Their tongues danced with each other and he couldn’t get enough of her. The more he tasted of her, the thirstier he became. Savoring her lips, tongue, the walls of her mouth, he took his fill. They finally had to break apart for air, but he didn’t release her. He held both sides of her face, closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers. What had she done to him? Waves of intoxication washed over him. After feeling a little in control of his senses, he spoke. “I’m sorry… No. That’s not what I meant. I’m not sorry…” He paused, sucked in a deep breath and then blew it out. “This isn’t coming out right… I didn’t mean it… No… I did mean to kiss you… and I enjoyed it. I just didn’t mean to get carried away—” “—I know what you meant.” Making a relieved sound, he moved back slightly and held onto her forearms lightly. “I’d like for us to spend the rest of our time here together. What do you say?” “I’d… I’d like that, too.” She placed her hands on his chest. “Really?” “Yes, really.” “ Wonderful, bella!” He grinned at her. “Let’s spend the day together.”

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“Okay, but give me a chance to clean up first.” She laughed this time as she mirrored his excitement. “I’m a mess.” He appreciated how her denim shorts hugged her big thighs and curvy backside. She wore a blue tee shirt, which she’d knotted in the front, exposing her creamy brown-skinned stomach and inverted belly button. Her large breasts strained against the shirt and his eyes remained there seconds longer before moving to her face. She had her hair up in a sloppy ponytail on top of her head, the way she did when he’d seen her first on the beach. Like the first time he’d seen her, he wanted to let her hair down and run his hand underneath as he made love to her. “You look perfect, but if you must change….” “Great. Give me 20 minutes and I’ll be ready. Let’s meet in the lobby, okay?” “One more kiss before I go.” She shook her head. “That wasn’t supposed to happen and it’s not going to happen again. We’re going to hang out, see the sights and that’s it. Okay?” “Come on! Not even a tiny peck?” He puckered his lips. “Not even a tiny peck. If you agree, I can go change.” “All right, I agree.” He stepped back and put his hands in his pocket. For now. He wasn’t going to cause her to change her mind about being with him. But damn, he wanted to kiss and do more to her! Optimism struck him that he would. She’d forgiven him and thankfully agreed to spend time with him. Perhaps she’d change her mind about a physical relationship before they left the island. He felt hope.

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Chapter Six The anticipation of seeing Jenna again made Marco pace back and forth in the lobby. Relieved that she’d accepted his apology, he looked forward to starting over and being able to spend time with her. In the middle of his daydream, she showed up looking like a vision before him. She wore white sandals, a long white skirt, and a white-laced blouse. A large multicolored bag hung over her shoulder. He admired the way she filled the outfit. The sight of her tempted him to draw her closely to him and feel her soft-looking body against his. Looking at her big breasts outlined under her blouse, he almost reached out to fondle them. He was hard pressed to remember that they were in public, although he was beginning not to care. “Are you ready?” he asked instead. “Ready.” She smiled and he felt enveloped in her mesmerizing gaze before it disappeared from his sight when she slipped on her sunglasses. She slung her bag securely over her shoulder and placed a broad-rimmed hat on her head. He placed his hand on the small of back to guide her toward the doors. “Okay, let’s go.” As they walked out of the hotel, she asked. “So, where are we going?” “I thought that we could check out the other side of the island, stop at the beach, and have lunch there later on.” “Sounds like a plan,” she grinned. “I haven’t explored that area yet. I took a day trip to another island the other day.” So, that’s where she’d disappeared to when he’d been searching for her. He nodded. They walked out the lobby and she followed him to a parking lot near the hotel. Stopping in front of a black jeep, he pulled out the keys and opened the passenger side door for her. “I decided to rent this for my stay here. I’d planned on visiting every inch of the island,” he explained. He helped her into the vehicle, closed the door and then briskly walked around the front to his side. He slipped inside and started the vehicle. Silent, they drove for a little while before he spoke. “So, what brings you down here for vacation?” “Well, for the past couple of months, I’d been having a rough time at home…” Her voice trailed off. “It was time for me to get away… take a break.” “A rough time?” Curious by what she meant, he spared a quick glance from the road to look at her. “What do you mean?” “Oh… I guess you could say a rough time with life in general,” she answered vaguely. He took another quick glance at her but she’d tightened her lips and looked out the window. Curiosity heightened, he wanted to know why she’d reacted the way that she did, but he decided to hold his tongue. He didn’t want to push the envelope and spoil their tentative friendship. Before he could say anything else, she turned the tables and switched the focus off her. “And what brought you here?” He focused on the island’s winding cliff road before answering. “I guess you can call it a forced vacation.” He elaborated. “I’d been sick and my boss, who’s also a friend, insisted

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that I take a break… I had a lot of vacation time, which I hadn’t used.” Now, he was grateful that he had come and been given the opportunity to know Jenna. At the moment, there was no place he’d rather be. “I hope you’re feeling better.” “Much better. It wasn’t anything serious but my boss reasoned that I wasn’t any good if I was sick. Actually, I think that she made too much of a big deal.” “Sounds nice to have a boss who’s also a good friend,” she commented. “Yeah. I suppose, I’m lucky. Mary’s a no-nonsense boss. She can be tough when she needs to be, but she’s also very fair and compassionate with everyone who works with her.” “May I ask what you do?” “Sure. I work as an investigative reporter.” “Really?” He nodded. “Sounds like a job that can keep anyone busy, I’m sure.” “Yeah. Sometimes, I do a lot of traveling for the job, as well.” He wanted to know all he could about her. “And what about you? What do you do?” “I design handbags.” “Artistic, are you?” “I guess you can say that. I love what I do.” “So do I. It makes a big difference when you’re doing something that you like. Did you design the bag you brought with you?” “Yes. All the bags I own, I’ve designed.” “Very nice,” he nodded with approval. “Why, thank you. I didn’t know that you’d noticed my bag.” “I noticed you and everything on you.” “Oh.” She remained quiet for a while and then asked, “So, where are you from? I’m from New York.” “Really? So am I,” he replied with a bit of surprise. “Ahh! A fellow New Yorker! I was born and raised in the city,” she informed him. “So was I. I live in Brooklyn. My family lives there, too.” These small coincidences awed him. He’d never given much thought to the twist of fate but the fact that they lived in the same city and stayed at the same hotel on the island was a perfect example that he couldn’t dismiss. “Your family, too?” she asked. “Yes. My family – generations of Italians – live there,” he told her. “Who came to the U.S. first?” “My grandparents immigrated to New York with my father and uncle. My parents met in the city. They’ve worked hard and built a successful life in New York.” “Sounds like you come from a large family.” “Within my immediate family, there are four of us – my three brothers and me, but I have many aunts, uncles and cousins from my mother’s side.” “Where do you fit on the sibling chart?” “I’m the oldest,” he grinned. “You look like you enjoy that position.”

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“Yeah, I guess. I do like being the older brother. My brothers are all great guys. I love them all. What about you? Do you have any brothers and sisters?” “One. It’s just my sister and me. She’s the younger one.” “Is she artistic like you?” “Heavens, no!” She laughed. “I’m like the flower child in the family, although I should be setting a better example for my baby sister. She’s a little more serious than I am. She’s a doctor.” “Sounds like you’re selling yourself a bit short here. I’m sure that you’re a fine big sister to her.” “I hope so. My parents expected both of us to have professions like a doctor or lawyer. I attended law school but dropped out after one semester. It just wasn’t for me. My sister and I have different personalities but we love each other and are close.” “Yeah, I can relate to that. Personality-wise, my brothers and I are all different, too, but we get along. Where in the city do you live?” “I live in Harlem.” “There’s a restaurant there I like to go to – Spoonbread.” “Oh, yeah, Spoonbread! They do serve good food,” she agreed. They spent the rest of their ride talking and laughing about their favorite haunts in the city. It turned out that they had a lot in common. By the time the ride ended, he felt more comfortable with her and yet his sexual attraction remained high. He got out and walked around the car to help her out. They walked a few feet away from the car and she stopped and gasped at the sight ahead of her. “Marco, this place is incredible!” The beach on that side of the island was famous for its black sand. “Yes, it is. I’ve always wanted to come to this spot. I’ve never seen a beach like this before but from what I’ve read, it’s the product of volcanic activity that happened on this side of the island hundreds of years ago.” “Fascinating,” she murmured as she bent down and took her sandals off and threw them in her bag. He watched her dig her feet into the sand and he smiled, sure that she was savoring the experience. Then like a kid, she began to run ahead of him. “Hey, wait for me!” He laughed as he took off after her. She laughed louder and ran faster. Running close to the tide’s edge, her feet hit the water, which splattered about, reaching her ankles and wetting the edges of her long skirt. He could have easily caught up with her but he enjoyed the view backside. What a treat. Soon, he caught up to her and held her hand. His awareness of Jenna heightened his appreciation of the natural splendors and vice versa. As they walked at a leisurely pace, leaving a trail of footprints behind them, he enjoyed the beauty and wonder of the area, as well as being in her presence. * * * * * Marco didn’t want to let go of Jenna’s hand as they stood in front of her door. Thoughts of going into her room or taking her to his and making sweet love to her all night long tempted him. He wanted so badly to cushion her beneath him, spread her legs wide and possess her body over and over again till she screamed out his name and they were both satisfied.

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“I had a good time with you today,” her lovely voice broke into his thoughts. She smiled. “Thanks.” “I had a good time with you, too.” He told her and slightly tightened his grip around her hand. Whenever she licked her lips, like she was doing now, he had wanted to touch his to hers, run his tongue over them, and kiss her senseless. Every time she’d laughed, his body heated up. His cock had stayed uncomfortably hard. His thumb massaged the back of her hand. He wanted to spend the night with her. “Can we spend tomorrow together?” he asked instead. “I’d like that. Ten o’clock?” “Let’s make it nine, so that we can have breakfast and beat the heat while we do some sightseeing.” “Okay, that sounds like a good idea. Nine o’clock, it is.” She pulled her hand from his. “I’d better go inside.” With reluctance, he agreed. “Okay.” He took her hand again, raised it to his lips, turned it over, and placed a soft kiss in the middle of her palm. Finding the contact insufficient, he planted a kiss on her upturned lips and the thought came to him that it would be so easy to push her against the wall, pull down his zipper, lift her skirt, drop her panties and thrust into her. He wouldn’t care who came out into the hallway. Afraid that if the kiss deepened, he wouldn’t be able to contain himself, he stepped back and caressed her check. “Goodnight.” “Goodnight,” she whispered, turned around, and opened her door. He watched her close the door after she entered the room. Moving away from the entrance, he mentally made plans to take a long, cold shower once he reached his room. He hadn’t walked a foot away when he heard a door opening behind him. “Marco?” Jenna. What was the matter? He turned around. “Yes? Is everything alright?” “Yes,” she assured him. “I… I… just needed to ask you something…” “Sure. Anything. What can I do for you?” “Will you stay with me tonight?” Words jumbled in his brain and stuck in his throat. Luckily, she didn’t wait for a verbal response. She took his hand, pulled him into her room, and closed the door. Once inside, he didn’t make a move towards her. “I’ve wanted you from the first time that I saw you, and if we start now and you change your mind, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. Are you sure, bella?” “Yes, I’m sure. Very sure.” She held his gaze and nodded. Relieved, he took a step towards her. “But…” He stopped. “But what?” He asked with caution and watched as she crossed and uncrossed her arms over her breasts. Damn, he couldn’t wait to taste them again. “But what?” Panic that she changed her mind caused his voice to sound a bit gruff. “But. This will be a one-time, one-night-only affair.” Her voice quivered but she continued. “We do this…” She gestured wildly in the air between them, “… Sleep together… and afterwards… Well… That’ll be it.” She put her hand down. “Agreed?”

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Irritation cooled his ardor a tiny bit because she was the one setting up conditions for them to sleep together. Ordinarily, he gave that speech to his potential sleeping partner, but for some reason, he didn’t want to talk about rules with her. Something about her made him think that they’d be good together, and if that was the case he wanted to be able to pursue whatever they had with each other, during their stay on the island. “Is it agreed?” Her sultry-sounding voice burst through his thoughts. She looked dead serious and he didn’t want to argue or turn her off in anyway. Why were they still talking when he was in such need to give her a good fuck and receive one in return? He hesitated before answering and shrugged his shoulders to cover up his annoyance. “Agreed.” Thinking that everything was settled, he moved towards her again, but she stepped back and held a hand out to stop him a second time. What now? He stifled a groan. He needed her right now! “I’m… I’m not… We can’t… We can’t do anything unless you have a condom. Do you have one?” A feeling of panic surged through his body. He would die of frustration and disappointment. He’d bought condoms earlier in the day when he decided to pursue her but they were in his room. Then he remembered something and relaxed. Eyes burning with anticipation and determination of what was to come, he didn’t look away from her as he reached into his pocket. Still eyeing her, he lifted his wallet out from his pocket. She trembled. He opened it and pulled out some foil packets of condoms. Beaming a lascivious grin, he slowly waved them at her. His friend John had one day teased him about always being prepared. “You never know when and where you’ll get lucky,” John insisted, “and you don’t want to be stuck without one.” He’d put the condoms in his wallet long ago and had promptly forgotten about them. When she nodded, he stepped closer, reached for her, and bent his head towards hers. His lips gently persuaded her to open her mouth, but she didn’t need any encouragement at all and soon their tongues greeted each other like long lost lovers. Greedy for her taste, he savored the inside of her mouth. She tasted delicious, like something he could feast on… forever. They stopped only to come up for air and then they kissed again. He lifted her blouse off her body and then dropped it to the floor. Next, his hands went to her skirt, bunched it up, removed it over her head and dropped it next to the top. He took a moment to admire her in the matching white lacy bra and panties that she wore. She moaned when he grabbed her curvy ass, pressed closer, and continued to rub it. She placed her palms flat on his chest and murmured against his lips, “No fair. I want your clothes off too.” As she lifted his tee shirt, he helped her. They broke apart briefly to pull the shirt over his shoulders and head. She moaned as her hands moved over his chest. The sound she made stirred his libido even more. Her fingernails raked through the hair on his chest and his already hardened cock became firmer. As they moved up and outward on his chest, she touched his nipples and pinched them, causing him to groan. She did it again. Her hands moved from his chest to his back. They

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moved lower and she pushed them down the back of his shorts and cupped them over his butt. She rubbed her hands over them. “I want your shorts off, too.” Removing her hands from the inside of his shorts for a moment, she gripped the outside and jerked them down, over his waist and thighs. They dropped to his feet and she did the same to his briefs. His cock strained against her and met the barrier of her panties. He pulled them down and she stepped out of them and rubbed her pussy against him. Oh! The feel of her pubic hair felt good against his groin. He couldn’t wait to ride her hard, till the ache for her in his dick subsided. Feeling pleasure from holding the soft body in his arms, he continued to kiss and caress her. The balcony door had been left open and hearing a strange sound, he thought it came from outside and wondered if the noise came from some exotic island nightlife. It took him a while to realize that the hum came from her throat. That turned him on even more. He groaned again as she continued to undulate her crotch against his dick. He lifted one leg out of the shorts and underwear on the floor and stepped out of them. Then he lifted the other leg out of the clothing and kicked them to the side. He placed his leg in between hers to widen her stance. His hands moved from her deliciously wide hips and glorious ass to her thick thighs, towards her vagina. He rubbed her pussy hair and pulled at it, and then inserted his finger inside. She gasped and did it again as he inserted a second, then a third finger. He whispered against her lips. “You’re so wet. For me?” She nodded. “Good.” Happy to see her affirmation, he flicked his tongue over her lips and moved his fingers in and out of her slick pussy. Slowly. “By the time we’re finished, I’m going to have fucked you with my fingers, my tongue and my cock.” He felt his fingers become even wetter. “That’s right. I want you to come on my fingers, my tongue and my cock.” He planted another fiery kiss on her lips as he gently finger fucked her. Her pussy tightened around his fingers as they continued a sensuous rhythmic assault that matched the tongue action in her mouth. She clenched and unclenched herself around his fingers and moaned her pleasure. When he brushed his thumb over her clit, within seconds, she let out a soft moan and more pussy juice coated his fingers. He pulled them out, lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked them. “Hmm… Delicious. I knew you’d be tasty from the moment I saw you.” He bent his head again and gave her a deep kiss allowing her to taste herself. She leaned against him and quivered. He moved his hand around her waist to hold her up against him and then walked towards the bed. After she lay on it, he nudged her legs apart. “I’ve got to taste you again, bella.” He reached for two thick pillows and placed them under her ass. Kneeling, he bent down and buried his face in her mound. She gasped. Her scent and moans urged him on. His fingers lingered near her slit and he gently traced the swollen lips of her cunt. The moist pink-colored folds mesmerized him. His fingers became drenched with her juice as he

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fingered the folds and her clit. Ahh! It was just like a chocolate morsel with a creamy, delicious filling. She moaned and raised her hips off the pillows towards his fingers. Head tilted back and eyes closed, she looked as if she was ready to receive whatever he would do to her. He was more than ready to give her what she deserved – what they both needed. “Mmm,” she moaned when his lips grazed her inner right thigh. “Mmm,” he echoed and placed a tiny kiss in the middle of her thigh and licked the length of it up to her scented pussy. Holding her firmly in place by the hips, he licked the outline of her vagina lips again and murmured, “Mmm…” When he affixed his tongue on her clit and started to suck gently on it, she moaned, “Oh… Oh… Yes… Yes…” She raised her hips again. She put her hands in his hair and held his head closer to her sweet cunt as if she was afraid that he’d stop and move away. She ground herself in his face as he continued to suck, lick, and eat her. Her pussy continued to gush its delight. He lapped at her with vigor, at the same time stroking her clit till she screamed her pleasure. “Marco! Marco! Marco!” She lay still and he made sure that he’d eaten her clean before he raised his head and smacked his lips. Satisfied for the moment, he lay beside her and pulled her closer to him, hugging her till he felt her tremors subside. He looked at her. She still hadn’t opened her eyes. “Are you alright?” She nodded. “Yes…I’m fine. More than fine,” she gasped. “That felt… so good…” “You feel good.” She raised her arms over his shoulders and around his neck and urged his head towards hers. Another passionate kiss followed and he shared her taste in his mouth with her. When she broke away from him, she placed little kisses all over his face – his forehead, nose, cheeks, chin and then throat. Her lips moved over his Adam’s apple, and she placed a kiss on it. Damn! He loved the feel of her mouth on him. Moving down his chest, she nipped and then licked his nipples. She trailed her tongue across his stomach and when it reached his navel, she spared a few seconds to play with the hole. Damn! His belly button was an erogenous zone. His pleasured senses heightened and he let out a loud groan. He loved the sensation she caused when her warm tongue grazed around the outer circle and inside. He wanted her to do it again and as if she read his mind, she repeated her actions. “Bella,” he groaned. He’d never felt so stimulated before. She licked her way down to his groin area, blew on his pubic hair and lifted her head to give him a naughty smile when she heard him suck air between his teeth. She lightly stroked the area between his scrotum and anus. Again he roared his pleasure at the feeling it produced throughout his entire body. His dick pointed upward and a shot of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his dick head. Using her finger, she spread it over the head and then she circled her thumb around it. “Bella! You’re killing me,” he grunted. She treated him to another one of her naughty grins before wrapping a hand around his cock and stroking it.

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She bent over and licked the head. At the stimulating feeling of her wet and warm tongue, he growled and shook his head. If she continued that way, he’d explode there and then before satisfying her. Not wanting that, he pulled the tip of his cock out of her mouth. A look of perplexity flashed across her face. “Don’t you want me to…? Don’t you like—?” “—Yes, I want… I like…” he struggled to get the words out. “… But not right now,” he croaked. “I’m about to come if you keep that up. I need to be inside you.” She nodded. “I want you inside me, too.” He pushed off the bed and went to the spot where their clothes lay on the floor. He found the condoms from his wallet, among the clothing, and headed back to the bed. About to tear a package open and put the condom on, she reached over and took it from him. “No, let me do it.” She planted a quick kiss on the head of his hungry cock, and then placed the condom between her lips, using her lips and tongue to slowly roll the condom over his very stiff cock. Even over the latex, the feeling of her warm lips around his dick compelled him to forget about the condom and just plunge into her, but he controlled himself. Just barely. His fists clutched the bed sheets instead. When she finished, he made a move to place her beneath him, but she shook her head. “Nope, you’re my dream lover,” she told him and flashed that naughty smile again. “I’m in charge.” Oh, he could get used to that grin and he didn’t mind that she wanted to be in control, as long as he would be inside her. He lay back as she moved on top of him. She took his cock and inserted it at the mouth of her pussy. She hesitated a second, smiled and then pushed down slowly, taking him in gradually, inch by inch. Slick with her juices, she descended easily on him and they moaned together in pleasure. When she reached the hilt, she paused for a moment and neither of them moved. He reveled at how tight and warm she felt around him. Her pussy might have been made for the sole purpose of being invaded by his cock. It hugged, clung to, and fit around him so perfectly. Wonderful. Yes, that was the feeling. Wonderful. Never had sex had the power to control him. He undulated against her. Although he followed her lead, he moved his hips and bucked up, plunging even further into her. He knew this pussy… this woman was special. “Oh, yeah,” she gasped. He grunted, shuddering as she moved and rode up and down on him. Each time her tight cunt slid back along the length of his cock, settling against his nuts, a feeling of joy went beyond the purely physical action and washed over him. Soon, she rode as if her life depended on it, grinding herself against him so that her pubic hair meshed with his. His senses saturated with incredible sensations, he enjoyed the ride and held onto her waist as she kept slamming herself back on him. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he propelled his hips off the bed, sending his cock surging up into her sweet, tight warmth. It felt so good that he did it again and again, until they moved against each other, fighting hard for the ecstasy he knew waited just a few thrusts away.

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Soon, she creamed his cock several times and he felt her stiffen and then shudder. “Oh, Marco!” she cried. He clutched his hands over her lovely ass and forced his cock deeper into her climaxing body. The convulsions in her luscious pussy snapped the last of his control. Surrendering to the passion and lust overwhelming him, he roared, shuddered, and then jetted into her, loving the way her cunt milked the last drop of cum out of him. She rose off his cock, and lay on top of him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. Welcoming her weight on his body, he lazily rubbed her back and moved his hands over her ass, kneading it. “I love the size and feel of your ass,” he nipped at her earlobe. She turned her head and bit him lightly on the ball of his shoulder, then sucked on it. “And I love the size and feel of your dick – especially inside me.” A while later, she started to undulate herself against him and he felt himself hardening again. Impossible. He’d never had an erection so quickly after coming, yet he couldn’t get enough of Jenna. He was set to do something about it – right away! She must have known how he felt because she asked, “Ready for another go?” “Ready when you are, bella,” he replied. But first he had to replace the condom. He changed their positions with ease so that she was now on the bottom and he was top. She gasped and reached for him. “I have to go to the bathroom first.” When he moved off the bed, he shifted her legs apart, so that he could see her pussy and inner thighs. They were wet from her juice. He cupped her mound. It was soaked and warm to his touch. “I like that position. Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” When he returned from the bathroom, he was pleased to see that she hadn’t budged. He picked up another condom from where he’d left them on the bedside table and slipped it on his hardened cock before crawling between her legs. Without any preliminaries, he plunged into her pussy in one thrust. A few seconds later, he moved slowly. “Oh! Oh! Yeah!” Jenna moaned. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. With that action, he penetrated further into the warmth of her tight, slick pussy until he was balls deep inside of her. “That’s what I’m talking about,” he grunted, reveling in the satisfying feeling around him. He placed a kiss on her lips, then he pulled out of her, making sure to leave the head of his cock at the entry of her sweet pussy, and then slammed back in. “Yes, that’s the way I like it. Give it to me! Give me more!” She cried out and lifted her hips. “Yes, harder.” He pulled out of her and slammed back into her the way she begged him to do. “Yes, just like that!” He retreated once more and pushed back inside her, grinding his hips against her and loving the feel of his balls slapping against her. “Oh, yes, yes, yes!” She cried out and he felt her legs tighten around him. He pulled out of her again but this time, he didn’t return to penetrate her. He wouldn’t – not until she answered the one question that he wanted to know. Her eyes flew open and she looked at him. “Is this better than your dream?”

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She closed her eyes and turned her head to the side. “Am I better than your dream?” he gritted between his teeth. He nudged the head of his cock at the luscious folds of her pussy lips. She tempted him to plunge inside her and he hoped she’d respond before he lost his will and took her without a response. “Answer me.” She nodded without opening her eyes. “Look at me and say it. I want to see those beautiful brown eyes of yours and hear the words from your sexy lips.” Instead of speaking, she tried to buck up into his cock to bring it back inside her. It didn’t work and she finally answered. “Yes! Yes! You’re much better than my dream!” “Right answer, bella.” Unable to stop the victorious smile spreading across his face, he plunged inside her, loving how her pussy enveloped his eager dick. He could never tire of this pussy or woman. He banged away at her and stroked her clit with his thumb till she cried out as she came for him. Soon her pussy milked and sucked him dry until he howled in bliss before falling against her. He didn’t want to move. He couldn’t move, but knew he was too heavy for her. Mustering a little bit of energy, he tried to move off her but she contracted her cunt around his deflating cock and cupped her hands over his butt. “You’re spectacular.” She murmured as she massaged his ass and tightened her pussy around him. He’d be damned but his cock was getting hard again. Withdrawing from her slowly, he got up and went to the bathroom to dispose of his condom. When he returned, she lay shamelessly on the bed – tits exposed and legs wide open, so that he could see the cream on the inside of her thighs. She presented an erotic picture, which made him hurry back to the bed, where he gathered her in his arms. As she turned in his arms, her back lay against his chest and his satisfied cock fit against the crack of her warm ass. Kissing the hollow of her neck, he murmured. “I’m beginning to think that you’re my dream. Yeah, a damn good dream.” He cupped one heavy breast and drifted off to sleep.

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Chapter Seven Jenna didn’t open her eyes immediately but she woke to the feeling of a hard chest with curly hair against her back, and the earthy scent of Marco to serve as a reminder that she was still in bed with him. It also took her back to their night together. She may have called him a dream lover but he was very much a real one. Real and superb. From their first meeting, he’d set her body on fire and the looks he’d given her made her pussy drip. Spending the day with him allowed her to discover that not only did he have that hot sex appeal, but he was also intelligent. She knew it was speculation on her part, but she had the feeling he was also a good-hearted person. Hearing the affection for his family tugged at her heart. They had some things in common, like their love of family, their jobs, and traveling. By the end of their day, she could no longer fight her attraction to him. She’d remembered asking him to stay the night with her. She thought they’d fuck all night, but she was wrong. After a short nap, they’d woken up, or rather he’d woken her up, massaging and kissing her entire body, acting as if he was paying homage to her body, especially her wet pussy. Then they’d ended up making love, slowly and tenderly into the early morning hours, using all the condoms from his wallet, except for one. Her entire body felt hot, her passions simmering. Her wanton boldness surprised her, but then none of her ex-boyfriends had ever made her feel as good as Marco had. Now that she’d slept with him, she had another problem. She’d erred into assuming that one night with him would be enough. It wasn’t. From the first time their bodies made contact with each other, she couldn’t seem to get enough of him. Entwined the way they were, with his cock nestled against her backside, she wanted more. Their night had been spectacular. But like all dreams, it had to come to an end. She’d warned him that sleeping together would be a one-time deal and that’s what it would be. What it had to be. Decision made, she opened her eyes and turned in his arms to find a pair of dark hungry eyes watching her. “Good morning, bella,” he greeted her. She liked the way the word “bella” rolled off his tongue. He said it in such a deep, sexy way that it brought shivers up and down her spin. At once, she became hot and moist. God, he’s addictive. “Good morning,” she whispered. She felt him hardening against her stomach and she broke away from his hypnotic gaze. With regret and haste, she slid away from his steadily growing cock before she became tempted to jump on it, and moved off the bed. “Where are you going, bella?” His low voice stopped her. “Umm… I didn’t expect to sleep this late… I’m going to take a shower.” Suddenly feeling self conscious of her nude body, she tried to take the bed sheet and wrap it around her body. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay in bed a little longer?” “Yes, I’m sure.” No she wasn’t. She really wanted to go back into his arms but she knew she had to stay firm with her decision and end things between them this morning. Their one-night stand was over. She came to the island to clear her head and heart from the

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aches of her broken relationship. Even if it were a vacation fling, she didn’t want to start a relationship and then get hurt by another man again. However, meeting Marco made it hard for her to stick to that decision. Something about him made her want to forget her moratorium on men. “I’ll make it worth your while,” he gave her a playful look and her stomach did flipflops. Stay strong, girl! She shook her head. “Don’t I, at least, get a good morning kiss?” He didn’t give up and tugged the sheet so that she had trouble trying to cover her body. The pull of her bed sheet caused her to fall towards him, but she resisted relaxing on him. “What’s the matter, bella?” He turned serious. “We shouldn’t be doing this anymore.” “Doing what?” “Sleeping together again. We shouldn’t be doing it.” “Why not?” Large, rough fingers lightly traced the area above her breasts covered by the sheet and she couldn’t help the delightful shiver that escaped her body. “This was supposed to be for one-night only, remember?” “And what if I need more?” His fingers didn’t stop their delightful assault of her senses as they circled her nipples through the bed sheet. “What if you need more? What are you going to do about it?” Feeling a little weak, she could only shrug. He reached for her hand and she didn’t want to pull away. “There’s an attraction between us and I know that you feel it.” His voice felt soothing like honey dripping over her body. She enjoyed listening to the sound of his voice. “Or are you going to deny it?” She shook her head slowly. “Good.” His hand tightened imperceptibly around hers. “Last night was great. Let’s stay together until our vacation is over.” Before she could say anything, he continued. “Bella, we’re both adults. We had a good time together yesterday and last night and can continue to have fun until we leave this place. We won’t be hurting anyone or ourselves.” He urged her, “Say you’ll stay with me for the rest of this trip.” Scenes of their day at the beach and night in bed ran through her head. She still wanted him and his tasty, thick, satisfying cock. Would it be so bad to have what she wanted? Would it be so bad if she slept with him as many times as she could before her vacation was over? No, it wouldn’t. Like he’d said, they were both consenting adults and a vacation fling wouldn’t hurt anyone if they agreed to it. Afterwards, they’d go their separate ways. Even if they lived in the same city, she had no future plans on seeing him again, so a fling wouldn’t be so bad. “Say yes, Jenna. Let’s stay together for the rest of our trip,” his voice broke through her thoughts. Truth be told, she felt as if she was fighting a losing battle. Interlacing her fingers with his, she took a deep breath, let it out and then spoke up. “Yes.” A prizewinning grin lit his face. “You won’t be sorry.” He pulled gently but with insistence, so that she leaned towards him. “So, how about that good morning kiss, bella?” She gave him a small peck on his lips and when she pulled her head away, he came back for

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more. He increased the pressure on her lips till she opened her mouth to give him access to her tongue. The kiss heated up as she exchanged a silent morning greeting with him. He growled into her mouth as he leaned back in bed and pulled her along with him. She climbed on top, straddling his thighs and felt his cock hardening underneath her crotch. Enjoying the feeling, she moaned and rubbed herself on it his cock. The abrasive feeling of his pubic hair under her clit triggered her pussy to drip. When she felt the tip of his penis at the entrance of her pussy lips, she whimpered. They broke apart from the kiss to take a much needed breath, but she didn’t move her face far from his. His lips brushed against her. “Now, that’s what I call a real good morning kiss.” She felt his lips stretch into a smile on her face as he asked. “Now, may I have a good morning fuck?” Pressing her body closer to him, she smiled back. Yes, a vacation fling wasn’t a bad idea at all.

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Chapter Eight “Watch your step,” Marco warned Jenna as they stepped over the broken threshold of an abandoned and dilapidated stone house. He was so glad that she’d agreed to stay with him for their remaining time on the island. He wasn’t ready to let her go. They’d had a spectacular morning in bed. He could have easily stayed there with her for the rest of the day and order room service, but she insisted on doing some sightseeing and he relented because he didn’t want her to be sore. They finally left her room in the late morning and after getting something to eat, they went to explore the other part of the island that had been abandoned years earlier because of a volcano eruption. It was a true ghost town. They looked around the large dusty room and stepped back outside into the fresh air and sunlight. “Can you imagine having to abandon your home and everything you know because of a volcanic eruption?” she wondered aloud. “No, I can’t. It must have been a terrifying experience.” “It’s so beautiful here. A peaceful blue sky, not a cloud in sight, and a shining sun can deceive anyone into thinking that nothing as horrible as volcanic activity happened here.” He didn’t speak. He couldn’t. The way she moved stirred his stomach, and her perfume mixed with her natural scent was driving him insane. The constant temptation to return to the hotel room with her wouldn’t go away. He had to have her again. She wore her hair, again, in a ponytail and the exposed curve of the back of her neck beckoned him to press his lips there. He responded by throwing an arm around her soft shoulders and placing a kiss there. They walked down the quiet rocky road with houses on either side and he heard a noise behind them, causing them both to turn around. “Marco, look! A dog!” A little short-haired, chocolate-colored dog with floppy ears and a long tail stopped when they stopped. It watched them with wide brown eyes and waited expectantly for them to continue walking. “He’s adorable!” she exclaimed. He remained quiet because he didn’t want to hurt her feelings. Cute, it wasn’t. It looked like a mangy mutt. “What do you suppose the dog’s doing here? I thought this place was abandoned and no one lived here.” As if the dog knew they were talking about him, it sat down and wagged its tail. “As far as I know the place has been abandoned. From what I was told at the hotel and read in the guide book, no one has lived on this part of the island in over 50 years.” “So how do you think he got here?” “Probably just walked here. I’ve seen so many stray dogs on the island. They’re free to roam around. It probably just wandered up here,” he reasoned. “And how do you know the dog’s a ‘He’?” “I just know. He looks like a ‘He’ and he’s handsome,” she said with conviction. The dog wagged its tail even faster every time she spoke. “Marco, look at those beautiful eyes. He’s awfully cute but he looks starved. Look. You can see his ribs.”

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“Ehh… Yeah… Well, I think we should keep moving, now.” “Yeah, I suppose,” she reluctantly agreed. He put his arm around her waist and they started to walk forward. After a few steps, she turned around. “Marco, he’s following us!” “No, he—it’s not. I’m sure if we keep walking, it’ll go it’s own way.” For the next ten minutes they continued to walk around and as they did so, the dog followed them. When they stopped, it stopped at a distance, watched, and waited for them to continue. “Marco, I really think he’s following us.” “Maybe it is, but I think it’ll move on sooner or later. Come on. Let’s head back to the jeep.” “Alright.” They walked silently to the jeep. Again the dog followed them. When they reached the jeep, Marco opened the door and waited for her to get inside, but she turned around and looked at the dog. “Marco, he looks like he’s just a puppy and I don’t think he belongs to anyone. If he did, he wouldn’t be following us and he wouldn’t look so malnourished.” She turned around from the jeep and walked slowly to the dog. The dog’s tail started to thump on the ground as she approached him. “Don’t get close to it,” he cautioned her. “You don’t know if it’ll bite or not. You don’t know if it’s friendly.” He sighed as he reached her, because she ignored him and bent down. “Hello, handsome. You’re all alone, aren’t you?” He watched as she carefully held her hand out so that the dog could smell her. It brought its nose closer and after sniffing, started to lick her. She laughed. “You’re a friendly one!” It continued to lick her hand and wag its tail. The dog looked at Marco, so he knelt down and stretched his hand to allow it to sniff him. Soon he found himself petting it. After a while, the dog had turned on its back with its tummy exposed. In that position, there was no doubt about the dog’s sex. “See! I told you he was a he!” She gave him a smug look! “Okay!” He laughed. “You were right! I’m glad I didn’t make a bet with you.” He slightly patted the dog’s tummy and it winced. It was then he noticed the old scars and fresh welts. “Oh, my goodness!” She gasped. “Is that what I think it is?” He cursed under his breath. He hated any type of abuse or cruelty to animals and humans alike. “We can’t just leave him here, Marco.” She looked at him with pleading eyes and he couldn’t ignore her or the dog’s compelling eyes. “You’re right,” he finally agreed. They could take him into town and look for a vet to find him a proper home. “Okay, little fella, I guess you’re coming with us.” She scooped the dog up in her arms and stood. “Yes, Chocolate, you’re coming with us.” She ruffled the short hair on his head and they walked back towards the jeep. When he opened the door for her, she placed the puppy on the seat first and then climbed inside. He watched the two for a few seconds before moving. Shaking his head, he walked around the back of the jeep to the driver’s side and got in. By then, she’d placed the dog in her

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lap and the puppy had settled itself comfortably, not moving. He turned the ignition and started to drive. After a quiet moment, she spoke up. “Can we stop by the store where I bought my postcards? I’d like to ask the storeowner if he knows about a vet for the dog.” He nodded. The dog was also in need of a bath. As he drove, he spared a glance to look at the new passenger in Jenna’s lap. It had fallen asleep as she continued to stroke it. * * * * * “I would say he’s not more than a year old. About six to eight months old,” the vet told them as he examined the dog. They stood around the puppy in the vet’s office, which was apparently a part of his house as well. “You say you found him in the abandoned village?” Jenna nodded. Marco watched her with the same intensity that she observed the vet and dog. Great! Now he had a dog in his company. How strange that all these unexpected things kept happening to him on the island. First he met Jenna and now they’d found this puppy. “There are a number of ways that he could have ended up there, but no one that I know of has mentioned a missing dog.” The vet finished taking the pup’s temperature. “What will happen to him if he doesn’t belong to anyone?” she asked. “If he has no owner, he’ll roam around and if he survives, he may be caught and put in the dog pound. There are many dogs here and they are not on the priority lists of the people.” “While you ask around if anyone is missing a dog, is it okay if he stays with me?” Jenna asked. The look of concern was etched all over her face and it tugged at Marco’s heartstrings. The vet looked at her and then Marco. “You are tourists here, aren’t you?” “Yes,” she answered for the both of them. “And you’re sure you want to do this? To take the dog with you, temporarily? “Yes, I’d like to do that.” The vet gave her a long hard look before shifting it to Marco and then shrugged. “Okay. If you leave your name and number where you’re staying, I can call you when I hear any word about an owner.” “Good. Could you give him the necessary shots he needs?” she asked. “I’ll be happy to pay for them.” As the vet stepped into another room, presumably to prepare the injections for the dog, Marco placed his hand on her shoulder and whispered into her ear, “Are you sure you want the puppy with you while the vet searches for the owner?” “Yes, I’m sure.” She stroked the dog’s head and scratched him behind the ear. “I can’t let him go like this.” The way she paid close attention and caressed the puppy made him strangely envious. “Okay.” Even if he wanted, he didn’t think that he could change her mind. Her sensitivity and passion for the abandoned and weak, even a dog, told him a lot about her character – she had a good heart. At that moment, he realized that it was one of the things he liked about Jenna. What would it be like if she lavished all her attention on him full time, and not just during a vacation fling? He tried to dismiss thoughts of a long-time basis relationship with her. The vet returned into the room carrying serum-filled syringes. “Is there someplace where I can have the dog bathed?” Jenna asked as he laid the instruments on the table and prepared to inject the pup.

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The vet laughed. “I’m afraid that we don’t have pet grooming shops here, if that’s what you mean. But if you want, I can ask my housekeeper’s son to give the dog a bath out in the back and you can pay him whatever you’d like.” “That sounds like a good deal,” she agreed. Marco approved silently as he kept his eye on her satisfied-looking face. * * * * * “Put him in your bag, it’s big enough to hold him.” Marco instructed Jenna before they reached the hotel entrance. As the place had a no pet policy, he planned to distract the clerk so that she could sneak through the lobby with the dog. “Wait till I speak to the clerk before you go to your room.” He watched her cover the puppy’s head with her scarf and speak to him in soothing tones so that he remained obedient and didn’t poke his head out of the bag for the whole world to see. As the clerk answered a question that he’d asked, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jenna walk across the lobby and take the stairs. Mission accomplished. Thanking the clerk, he returned to his room to pack a bag with his toiletries and clean clothing. He and Jenna had agreed that he would stay in her room for the remainder of their trip. He hurried to her room and knocked on the door, which she opened quickly when he identified himself. The sight of the clean dog rolling playfully on top of the bed amused him. “I see our friend has made himself comfortable.” He dropped his bag by the door and walked up to her. “I hope you don’t plan on letting him stay there all night long.” Putting his arms around her waist when he reached her, he brought her closer to him. “No. Why?” She placed her hands around his neck. “Why? Because I don’t plan on sharing you with him on the bed,” he answered before his lips caught hers. * * * * * Marco woke up to the soft feel of a sleeping Jenna in his arms. He liked the way her chest rose and fell against him as she breathed. His hand went to her breast and kneaded it as his thumb flickered over the nipple. Even in her sleep, it hardened. His hand moved to the other breast and worked on it. With both nipples firm, he had an urge to taste them. He licked her right aureole and his tongue played with the nub before he began to suck in earnest. She woke up and emitted pleased sounds that he liked to hear. “Marco,” she said in a sleepy voice, which turned him on even more. “Haven’t you had enough?” She didn’t sound like she was complaining and the thought made him grin. Her hands started to caress his lower back and move over his butt. He liked that. In between nips and tugs on her breast, he answered. “Good morning, bella. With you, it seems that I can’t get enough.” It was true. They’d enjoyed another all-night round in bed and he should have been exhausted, instead he felt invigorated. She made him feel alive in and out of bed. Ready for another go with her, he ground his hips against hers and positioned himself between her legs when he heard a soft growl. What was that noise? It hadn’t come from Jenna. He heard the growl again. It sounded louder the second time. “Oh, my goodness!” she exclaimed. “Chocolate!” Her hands dropped from his ass and she tried to turn towards the source of the growling, but he kept her pinned underneath him.

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He’d forgotten about the damn dog. To his relief, the night before, Chocolate didn’t stay on the bed. Jenna had made a little bed for the puppy by placing a pillow on the floor and covering it with one of the extra bed sheets. Until now, the dog hadn’t disturbed them. It was his turn to growl at the interruption. He buried his face in the hollow of her neck and nuzzled it, then moved down to place kisses on her breast. “Marco… Mmm… Marco,” she tried again to turn in his arms. “Yes, Bella?” He’d moved to her other breast. “You… Oh! You… You have to stop.” She wiggled beneath him, but it only served to inflame his senses more. His cock grew thicker and harder by the moment. He wanted some pussy for early morning breakfast. “Marco. We can’t do this. I have to take the dog out.” She wiggled some more. “Marco. Are you listening to me?” “Yes, I’m listening to you.” He couldn’t stop, though, and moved down to rub his face in her mound. He took a deep breath against her pubic hair. He didn’t think he could ever get enough of her scent. It drove him wild. He licked the glistening slit of her pussy. “You’re so damn delicious and I’m hungry.” He poked his tongue in and out and tried to keep up with the juices flowing out of her like a waterfall. His tongue grazed her clit and she gasped, stopped protesting, and lifted her hips as if to offer him a hearty serving. He took his meal portion without reservation. Her hands went to his head and fisted tightly in his hair, but he didn’t mind. He had to finish his breakfast. His tongue traced the outer lips of her dripping pussy. Then he delved further inside, savoring the taste of her juice. His tongue whorled around the tight bud of her clit. Mmm. Sweet like cherry. He grazed it with his teeth and then sucked on it as she released more of her flavorsome juice for him. She hollered his name as her body went limp beneath him and he lapped everything she had to offer. He relaxed against her when he finished. What a tasty breakfast. Now, he wanted seconds and he wanted a different course. As if she’d read his mind, she put her hands between them and pushed weakly at his chest. “I’d love to continue this, but I really do have to take the dog out before he has an accident in here – and we don’t want that, do we?” He peered over the side of the bed and saw the dog standing on its hind legs against the bed. Sighing, he rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed. “Okay, bella. You’re right, we do have to take the dog outside, but we’re not finished here. Remember where we left off.” His hand grazed her wet, engorged pussy lips. “Oh, I will,” she promised. She didn’t get up right away, but lay there with her eyes closed and legs wide open. Damn, he wanted to dive back in between her legs. Her eyes blinked open and she gave him a look of warning not to touch her. What was she – a mind reader? His eyes devoured the large but graceful body as she quickly moved and swung her legs over the bed and out of his reach. “Oh, no you don’t,” she warned him as she got up and rushed towards the bathroom. “I’m just going to brush my teeth and clean up quickly.”

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With appreciation, he sat back and watched her rotund chocolate ass disappear behind the closed bathroom door. He never knew he could grow addicted to an ass shaped like that. He had a few more days to get over this craving he’d developed for her and he’d planned on taking advantage of every chance he had. For now, he’d wait for her to use the bathroom alone because if he followed her, they wouldn’t take the puppy outside anytime soon. Sighing, he reached down to pick up the dog and rubbed his back. “Okay, little fella. Hold on. We’re going to take you out.”

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Chapter Nine “Chocolate! Come!” Marco watched Jenna call out to the bouncing puppy as she stood at the beach edge, ankle-deep in water. At first, interestingly enough, although the dog lived on an island, the sea scared him. It had taken patience and cajoling on both their parts before he slowly walked into the water. Once he got used to the ocean, his fear vanished and he ran in and out of the water like an old pro. Marco laughed aloud as he watched the puppy prance around Jenna. Watching the two play in the water, he realized how much he enjoyed being around her. He found her pleasant, sexy-hot, smart, and confident. As each day passed, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to walk away from her when the time came, and time was flying. Fast. As if she felt his gaze on her, she looked up from playing with Chocolate and didn’t look away from him. He wondered if she could tell that he still hungered for her. Jenna felt an electric charge of attraction hit her body. The fiery feeling made her nipples harden, stomach tighten, and hot sensation gather in her pussy. Knowing the cause of her reaction, she instinctively looked up towards Marco in the distance and found him intently watching her. His heated gaze touched every inch of her body. Relaxed on the beach, he looked sexy as sin. Her pussy warmed at the intensity of their exchanged looks and the remembrance of all they’d done together once she’d agreed to sleep with him. A fling was the last thing she thought she’d ever have on vacation or at home, at anytime. Yet, here she was having one with Marco and loving every minute of it. Why couldn’t she get enough of him? She’d never shared this kind of sexual attraction with any of her ex-boyfriends. The past couple of days, she’d been happy and extremely satisfied. What would she do when it came time for them to leave the island, she wondered. In a few more days, they would part ways. She’d also have to leave Chocolate behind. All of a sudden, she no longer felt content. She looked down at her feet for the dog but found that he had left her for something more inviting it seemed. After letting out a big sigh, she headed towards Marco. “That’s one energetic pup,” she exclaimed as she sank down beside him. “Yeah.” “I wonder if the vet has found his owner.” “He did say he’d call us. If we don’t hear from him before it’s time to leave, we can always call him and find out what’s going on.” “I suppose we can do that,” she agreed reluctantly. She turned to keep an eye on the puppy who tugged on a piece of driftwood, much too heavy for him to pick up in his mouth. “I’d like to hear more about Jenna McIntosh,” Marco drew her attention back to him. “What would you like to know?” She shifted on the towel. “Are you seeing anyone at home?” “No. Of course not!” She glared at him, affronted by the question. “I wouldn’t be with you… like this… if I was seeing someone back home.” “You’re attractive and intelligent… Someone should have grabbed you up by now.”

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Not caring about the topic of conversation, she shifted again and brushed an imaginary piece of lint off her shorts. “I was seeing someone but we broke up a few months ago. Or actually, I should say he broke up with me.” “He must have been really stupid and blind to leave a beautiful woman like you.” “Oh, please.” She rolled her eyes. “You don’t have to say that. You don’t have to be nice.” “I say what I mean. I see a beautiful woman and for the past few days, I’m also getting to see that you have a beautiful spirit.” She searched his face and when she felt assured that he wasn’t trying to feed her a line, she continued. “Well, he didn’t see it that way.” She shrugged and tried to keep the hurt out of her voice. “He left me for someone else – a thinner woman. He said he found her more attractive. It wasn’t till later that I found out that he’d been cheating on me with the woman, weeks before he left me.” He muttered something under his breath, which sounded like a curse and then said to her, “He was a fool. I’m really sorry you had to go through that experience.” She shrugged again, eager to dismiss her still hurt feelings. “That’s life. What about you? I mean… I guess that I should have asked you before… Do you have someone at home?” Her stomach muscles clenched in nervousness, hoping to God that he wouldn’t say yes. What about this man made her forget to find out whether he was available or not before she slept with him? “No, I don’t have anyone waiting for me back in New York. Like you said, I wouldn’t be with you if I did.” She breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank God!” He raised his hand to cup the side of her face and rubbed her cheek with his thumb. Then he moved forward and placed a kiss on her lips. Nipping at her bottom lip, he kissed her again. She put her arms around his neck and didn’t hold back returning his kiss. She couldn’t even if she’d tried. As their kiss heated up, he rolled onto his back and pulled her with him. Before they could do anything further, she heard a soft growling near her ear. She opened her eyes to find Chocolate’s black nose in Marco’s ear. She broke away from their kiss. “Did you want a kiss, too?” She laughed and moved off him to reach out for the puppy. As she placed kisses on the dog’s head, Marco shook his head. He reached out to pet the puppy’s back. “Buddy, we’ve got to work on your lousy timing.” Chocolate wagged his tail and licked his hand. “Come on, let’s go get some lunch.” He stood and helped Jenna up. They collected the towels from the sand and all three headed back to the Jeep. * * * * * Marco felt the calming hypnotic pull of the rolling waves that glistened under the sun. As he stared out into the Aegean Sea, he relaxed under the umbrella shade with Jenna. It felt so right being with her. For the past couple of days, he didn’t have a care in the world, but now an unsettling mood began to irritate the back of his mind. Tomorrow would be their last day together and then it would be time to go home. He’d fallen in love with her. It had happened quickly but it was love, nevertheless. At first he’d thought it was just lust, but soon he realized it was more than that. The more time he

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spent with her, the more certain he became that his feelings for her were based on more than the out-of-the-world sex between them. It was more than her looks. She’d mentioned that her boyfriend had left her for a skinnier woman. Was that the reason she didn’t want to have anything to do with him at first? As far as he was concerned her ex had done him a favor by leaving her. Jenna was perfect to him in every way. From the way she’d dealt with Ashley and Liz, the first time the women approached her led him to believe that she could be tough when she had to be so. Her reaction to the stray dog proved that she was kind-hearted. Their conversations and her career choice showed him that she was not only smart but also talented. She was the type of woman that he wanted to continue to know. His newfound feelings shocked him. Love was the last thing that he expected to find when he went on vacation. He turned to look at Jenna. She also looked out to the sea, but she seemed lost in her own world. What was going through that beautiful head of hers?

I love him. The realization had never been clearer to Jenna than at that moment as she thought about her time with Marco. Each day on the island, she woke up excited to share the day with him. Her heart always melted when she looked into his handsome face, and when she felt his long strong arms around her or his wide firm chest underneath her head, she got the sense of being special, beautiful, and safe. They seemed so in tune with each other. They’d carried long conversations with any topic flowing easily between them. He felt like her other half and she’d never felt as comfortable with another man as she did with him. In bed, he was everything she fantasized in her dream lover. She didn’t think she’d ever get enough of the way he kissed, touched, and stroked her body and then filled her pussy as he made love to her, making her come over and over again. He left her wondering how she’d ever lived without knowing that carnal pleasure before meeting him. He completed a part of her – heart and soul – that she hadn’t realized was empty until she’d met him. Everything had happened so fast, but yes, she was in love. She thought back to the time before she took this vacation. After her breakup with her ex, she didn’t want to risk the kind of hurt she’d felt again. She couldn’t forget that blond bitch that had the nerve to openly challenge her for Marco. She couldn’t believe that he wanted to be with her when she noticed other women openly coveting him. How did he really feel about her, she wondered. A sigh escaped her lips. It didn’t matter because this was supposed to be a vacation fling. The end of their relationship fast approached and soon she’d have to say goodbye. When Marco reached for her hand, she willingly surrendered it. As he rubbed the pad of his thumb along her skin, she smiled and closed her eyes, finding his touch comforting. He asked, “What are you thinking about?” She opened her eyes to meet his serious dark ones. She remained silent. Should she admit her feelings? He tightened his grip when she tried to remove her hand. Her gaze went from his hand back to his face and she decided to be frank. “About unexpected things and happiness… being here makes me think about those things…”

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“And what about this place makes you think about happiness?” “Oh, I don’t know. It’s peaceful… and slow… the setting and pacing of the place allows me time to think. Don’t get me wrong… I mean… I love where I live and there’s no place that I’d rather come from and I love what I do, but lately things haven’t felt right. I haven’t been happy. That’s one of the reasons I took this vacation. To get away from everything for a while.” “And what makes you happy?” “Doing what I like for a living, I suppose.” “And what else?” He continued to rub her hand. “Umm… good friends… family…” “Anything else?” She studied his face and looked deep into his eyes. He seemed to really want to know. You. “A good partner… What about you? What makes you happy?” He was quiet for a short time before he answered. “I never thought about it before. I’ve always done what I’ve wanted but now that you ask, I also think that my job, my friends and family make me happy. I’ve been lucky in those three categories.” “Anything else makes you happy?” She prodded him as he’d done to her. “Being here with you makes me happy, too.” He raised her hand to his mouth and brushed his lips to it. His words stirred her heart but his touch sent a warm sensation that spread straight through her pussy as she imagined his lips on that part of her body. She uncrossed her legs and crossed them again. How could a vacation fling have turned into so much more? Now that it was coming to an end, she wondered if she should sleep with him as much as possible before it was over or should she start pulling away from him? Either way, the damage was done. She’d lost her heart to him. Tears gathered in her eyes and she bent down to pull her sunglasses out of her bag and put them on before he could see them. He released her hand and stood. When she put on her glasses and looked up at him, he spoke. “I have to return to the hotel to check for messages. I’m expecting a call from my office about an interview I’ll be doing when I get back home.” “Okay. Chocolate and I will stay out here a little longer.” At the moment, the puppy lay sound asleep on the ground between their lounge chairs. “Fine. Why don’t we meet outside of the hotel for dinner in about an hour?” he suggested as he looked at his watch and then looked to her for her answer. She smiled and nodded in agreement. “One hour.” He bent down and kissed her soundly and she gave herself completely to him in the kiss. “I’d better go now or you’ll have to come with me,” he whispered against her lips. She laughed and shook her head. “See you later.” “See you in an hour.” He caressed her breast before lightly pinching her nipple and smiled when she gasped with pleasure. After he left, she lay back in the chaise lounge and closed her eyes wanting to continue to savor the peaceful feeling she’d found on the island, especially the wonderful companionship of being with Marco and Chocolate.

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Without opening her eyes, she could feel a dark cloud come over her. “Well, well. Look who we have here,” came a snide voice. She opened her eyes and looked up to see the women, Blondie and her friend, Just-As-Blonde. Their hostile look pierced the protection of her shades. “It’s Marco’s rather large friend.” She bristled at the not-so-veiled insult. “Look, if that’s all you have to say to me, I suggest you better leave me alone. I don’t have time to play with you.” She closed her eyes and hoped that they’d go away. Disappear. Preferably, over the cliff side not far from where she sat. “Oh, we don’t have time to play with you either, but we do have time to play with Marco. He certainly had time to play with us the other night. Where did he go? We saw him leaving before we could come over and say hello.” Mindful now that the women towered over her, she opened her eyes, removed her sunglasses, and slowly sat up. The mouthy blonde continued to boast when she saw that she had her full attention. “Obviously, when you turned him off the other night, Marco paid us a special visit and we all had a good time in our room.” That sonofabitch! He’d had a threesome with them before returning to her and telling her that he wanted to spend time with her. She clearly remembered his words the time she tried to break away from him. “I think you’re right. This is a mistake and I’m wasting my time. I’ll go look for Ashley and Liz, instead. They extended a tempting invitation to me. You’re nothing but a tease.” He’d hurt her feelings, but the next day he came back and claimed nothing happened with the women. Like a fool, she’d believed him. She’d been so hot and horny for him that she trusted anything he’d told her – just like she’d done with her ex. For all she knew, he had a wife and kids. Damn! Damn! Damn! Why did she have to go and sleep with him! Her rational side tried to make sense of what she’d just heard. Could she really believe these women? They’d seemed hell-bent on causing trouble between her and Marco from the first time that they’d met, but at the same time, she couldn’t dismiss the fact that they seemed the type of women that Marco would be interested in – slim and blond – whereas she was much heavier, curvy and dark. After her experience with her ex, it was possible that they told the truth and now took great pleasure in rubbing it in her face. Her insecurities won the battle over reason. The mouthy blonde’s words filtered back into her hearing. “No matter what he tells you, he’ll never be satisfied with a whale—” Chocolate’s warning growl interrupted the woman’s gloating. Jenna leaned back in her chair and reached over to pet the awakened dog. He stood with his short hair standing on his neck and along his back, white teeth bare and pink gums showing. “You’ve said enough.” She warned them. “I suggest you walk away from me now. My dog may not bite you but I certainly will.” She made a move as if to get up and both blondes jumped back and stepped away from her. “Just tell Marco that we’re available for another good time,” the blonde who did all the talking called over her shoulder as they quickly walked away.

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This time, Chocolate started barking after them and she reached down and picked him up to place on her lap. She stroked his back and spoke to him in a soothing tone. “That’s okay, sweetheart. Let’s ignore those witches.” It took some time to calm down, but she couldn’t forget what the blonde had said. How could Marco sleep with them and then come to her? She thought he was different from her ex. Why had she trusted him? Hurt, tears streamed down her face and she buried it in Chocolate’s fur. The puppy licked it as if he understood her turmoil and wanted to soothe her emotion. She laughed and sniffed at the same time. “I guess you’re the only one I can trust, huh?” Before standing up, she kissed the puppy on the top of his head, “I know what I’m going to do about Marco Romano.”

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Chapter Ten Marco paced outside the hotel. Time away from Jenna made his heart feel empty and his cock burdensome with hunger for her sweet pussy. He couldn’t wait to be with her. What was holding her up? He’d already waited 30 minutes past the time they’d agreed to meet but there was no sight of her or Chocolate. Something didn’t feel right. A feeling of unease began to grow in the pit of his stomach. Where were they? He’d wait a few more minutes and then start to look for them. Earlier, after he’d returned to the hotel to check for messages from his office, he went to talk to the vet about the dog. As he’d figured, no one had claimed the puppy. From the way Jenna acted with the dog, even naming him, he didn’t think she could leave him behind, so he’d asked the vet to draw up papers stating Chocolate’s good health and proof of vaccination, whatever the airlines and customs would need to allow them to take the puppy out of the country. He’d decided that they’d take the dog back to New York with them. Yes, them. He and Jenna would be a couple. He wasn’t about to let Jenna go. He wanted her. Needed her. He hoped she felt the same way. Bringing the puppy with them to New York was his surprise for Jenna, but now it seemed that she might have a surprise of her own for him. He didn’t have a good feeling about waiting for her all this time. Damn it, where could she and Chocolate be? Perhaps she went back to her room and fell asleep. He decided to call her room from the lobby phone. As he walked into the hotel, the clerk called out to him, “Mr. Romano!” He approached her. “Ms. McIntosh left you a message.” The young woman turned around, pulled out an envelope from his room mailbox, and handed it to him over the counter. His feeling of dread grew stronger. “Thank you.” Taking the envelope from her, he turned to walk outside to read the letter. Marco, This is goodbye. It was fun while it lasted. I thought that you’d like to spend the remainder of your time here with your good friends, the two blondes. They told me that you had a good time with them the other night before you came to me. Have a good life. Jenna. Cursing, he crumpled the note, shoved it into his pocket, and went back inside the hotel to talk to the hotel clerk. “Did you see Ms. McIntosh return to her room?” The girl shook her head. “No, Sir. After she left the note for you, I saw her leave the hotel.” “How long ago did she leave the note?” “About an hour and a half ago. Probably longer.” “Did you see which way she went?” “I’m sorry, no. I was busy with the new arriving guests.” “Okay. Thanks.” He tried to flash her a smile but didn’t have it in him. He rushed back outside, wondering where to begin looking for Jenna. He’d told her that nothing happened between him and Ashley and she believed him. So, what happened to make her change her mind? How could he explain to her that he’d made a mistake by going to Ashley’s room with her friend, but he didn’t sleep with them? He and Jenna only had one day together on the

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island and he didn’t want to end it on this note. If he could help it, he wouldn’t let it end it at all. * * * * * After searching all evening and not finding a trace of Jenna or Chocolate, Marco found himself back in front of the hotel. Frustration tormented his body and soul. His eager cock ached for her more than ever, but now he realized that his heart ached as well. How did he end up alone after the great time they’d together. One minute everything seemed fine, then the next she disappeared leaving him a sketchy note. This had to be some kind of misunderstanding and if not for it, they’d have finished dinner by now, taken Chocolate on his last walk of the night, and then gone to bed, twisting in the sheets as he made sure that she screamed his name when they both came in pleasure. Instead, here he stood alone. A low growl of disappointment rumbled from his throat. I’ll keep looking until I find her. At such a late hour, she had to have returned to her room by now and that’s where he’d look for her next. He headed towards the lobby elevator. “Mr. Romano!” The same clerk who had given him Jenna’s note called out. “Mr. Romano!” She repeated his name and came from around the desk counter towards him. “I’m glad I caught you because I was just going off my shift. Are you still looking for Ms. McIntosh?” She didn’t wait for a reply. “I saw her come in about 20 minutes ago. She seemed to be in a hurry because before I could tell her that you were looking for her, she walked by very quickly.” Certain that Jenna rushed through the lobby because she was sneaking Chocolate into the hotel, he nodded in acknowledgement of the information the clerk gave him. “Thank you very much.” He slipped his wallet out of his pocket and pulled out a large currency bill. When he handed it to her, she moved back. “Oh, no, Mr. Romano. That’s not necessary. I’m just doing my job – helping the guests, anyway that I can. I knew that you were looking for Ms. McIntosh and I simply kept an eye out for her. That’s all.” “And I appreciate it very much.” He held out his hand to shake hers and slipped the money into her palm. “Please accept this as my thanks. You’ve been very helpful.” Without waiting for a reply, he headed to Jenna’s room. When he got there, he knocked on the door. No answer. He tried again. “Jenna, it’s me.” Still no answer. With a hurt heart, angry dick, and hungry stomach, his already fragile temper snapped. He’d had it with whatever games she was playing. He pounded on the door. “Jenna, I know you’re in there. Open up. We have to talk.” He banged some more. “I’m going to keep this up until you open up.” He heard Chocolate bark and Jenna trying to quiet the dog. “Jenna! I’m not leaving!” His fist went up mid way to hit the door again when she snatched it open. Anger marred her beautiful features. Well, he was pissed, too. But the sight of her, hair up in a ponytail, a large tee shirt that reached her large thighs mid-way and didn’t hide the fact that her bountiful breasts were free from a bra, defused his fury a bit. Excited, Chocolate ran to him, barked, and wagged his tail furiously. He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him before kneeling down to pet and play with the puppy for a few seconds.

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The dog jumped up on his hind legs and licked his face. “Aw, big guy. Stop slobbering on me,” Marco laughed as he fell back. “What’s all the noise about? I’d rather not bring the hotel’s attention to my room, you know,” Jenna interrupted their play. She sounded cold and annoyed. Giving Chocolate one last pet, he stood to face her. This time, he felt calm. “You ditched our dinner date and disappeared this evening. Then you wouldn’t open your door for me. Why, bella? What happened?” “You know why. You got my note, didn’t you?” “Yes, I got your note, but I don’t understand what happened.” “What didn’t you understand? It was written in plain English and said it was goodbye.” His temper rose again. He didn’t like fishing for answers this way with Jenna, when he’d rather be doing other things with her, preferably in the bed. “Bella, I don’t like to play games. Just tell me straight out. Why goodbye? We’d planned to stay together for the remainder of the trip and it’s not over.” She rolled her eyes. “Your skinny blonde girlfriends paid me a visit after you left Chocolate and me this afternoon. They couldn’t wait to tell me how you had a good time with them the other evening…” Her voice trailed off and then picked up again. “Even if we’re supposed to be having a fling, I didn’t leave my ex to meet someone here who would do the same thing he did to me – sleep with another woman and then come to me.” Her words hit him like a punch in the stomach. The last thing he wanted was to be compared to that scumbag of an ex of hers. The pain from his stomach spread through his body, touching his heart. He cleared his throat. “It wasn’t like that…” “Like what?” “What you think…” “Oh, really?” She raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms over her chest. “There isn’t much to think about, really? Before you left me, that night in the restaurant, you told me you were going to look for your two skinny blonde friends because they’d, according to your exact words, ‘extended a tempting invitation’ to you. Apparently you accepted their invite and then had the nerve to come to me the next morning and lie about it. Nevertheless, your mouthy blond friend was happy to tell me how much fun you all had together. I don’t do sloppy seconds, Marco.” She glanced at Chocolate who had returned to lie on the folded bedspread in the corner of the room, and then back to him. “Could you leave now? I’d like to go back to bed, like Chocolate.” “Not before I explain.” “There’s no need to explain anything. Really. I’ve heard enough and just don’t care now.” She walked to the door and put her hand on the knob to open it for him to leave. “Goodbye.” “Jenna.” “I said, ‘Goodbye!’” “Nothing happened.” She took an impatient breath. “Nothing happened between me, Ashley and her friend.”

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“What are you saying? That they lied?” “That’s exactly what I’m saying.” “Okay. Whatever. Goodbye. Please leave.” She opened the door. He took an exasperated breath, moved forward and reached out his hand past her to push the door shut. Then he took her by the shoulders and moved her against it. “I’m telling the truth. Nothing happened.” “Get you hands off me! Now!” Big mistake. He’d just wanted her to look him in the eyes – something she hadn’t done since he walked into the room. He released her and stepped back. “I’m sorry.” Frustrated, he ran his fingers through his hair. He wanted to touch her, shake some sense into her, and make her believe him somehow, except he knew better than to make physical contact with her again. “Jenna, nothing happened between me and them. You have to believe me.” He ran his hand through his hair again. “Yes, that night I did say I’d look for Ashley and her friend but despite what I said, I hadn’t planned on seeing them because I’d spoken in the heat of anger and hurt. Later, I did run into them at a club and I admit that I did go to their room.” “If you didn’t plan on seeing them, then why did you go to their room?” “Because!” “Because what?” “Because I wasn’t thinking! I did something dumb by going to their room with them but nothing happened. I thought about you and realized that you were the one that I wanted to be with. As soon as I realized my mistake, I left their room. They were mad at me. That’s why they lied to you about having a good time with me. There was no good time to be had because nothing happened. Please bella, I’m telling the truth.” She just stared at him, a look of uncertainty flashed in her eyes. It gave him hope that she might believe him and he continued to try and convince her. “Ever since I met you, you’ve been the only woman that I’ve wanted to be with… spend my time with… and I thought we were having a good time together.” No longer able to resist the temptation, he reached out to stroke her soft cheek. This time, she didn’t reject his touch. “Weren’t we?” She didn’t answer. Feeling dejected, he dropped his hand. “I know that it sounds and looks like I slept with them, but I didn’t. I’m going to leave now and I hope you think about it and believe me. I… I…” he trailed off. He really wanted to say, ‘I love you,’ but the words stuck in his throat. He didn’t know what her reaction would be to his declaration and he was afraid of another rejection. “Tomorrow is our last day here and I’d really like for us to spend it together… I’ll be waiting outside the hotel tomorrow morning at eight. I hope you feel the same way and meet me… Good night.” He reached for the doorknob. “Marco.” He turned around. Jenna’s heart and mind turned in turmoil as Marco’s solemn dark brown eyes rested on her, waiting for her to speak. How could he vehemently deny sleeping with those women

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when it was so obvious to her that he had? With their model-like body types, the blondes looked like women she thought would be his type. Obviously they were hungry for him. Of course he slept with them. Or perhaps he hadn’t. Experience with her ex made her insecure and think irrationally. “Why do you want to believe that I’d sleep with those two and then come to you, especially when I told you I didn’t. Why would you want to believe that I’d lie to you?” The tentacles of uncertainty squeezed balanced reasoning from her brain, causing her to act difficult. A look of hurt clouded his face but she ignored it and countered, “Why do you have to make this more complicated than it is? It’s so simple – You called me a tease and told me that you’d look for your friends because of their invitation. What else am I supposed to think?” He shook his head. “I told you that I spoke out of anger and hurt. Without any proof, why are you so quick to believe them and not me? How can you believe the worst of me?” That was a good question. After a few days with him, her intuition told her that he wasn’t a liar. She wanted to believe him. Her self-doubt made her jump to the wrong conclusion. The women probably lied. From the moment that they’d seen her with Marco, they’d been nasty to her. It would make sense that they’d want to cause trouble between her and him. Could she let him walk away from her knowing that he told the truth? She enjoyed his company and felt a connection with him. Although they’d part ways soon, deep down inside, she knew that she wanted to be with him until the last possible moment. She grasped at straws for any excuse not to let him go and just as he was about to open the door called out his name, causing him to stop. “Perhaps I was hasty with my judgment.” He turned around to look at her. “You were.” “I’m sorry.” “I’m sorry, too.” He opened his arms and it acted as a magnet, because she rushed into them straight away. He hugged her tightly and she returned the embrace while confessing, “I want to spend my last day on the island with you, too. From the time I’ve spent with you, you’ve been kind, caring and gentle with me. I just… felt… insecure and it took over, so that I believed them. You already know my experience with…” It was hard to continue. He pulled back to look at her and prompted her. “Your experience with…?” She hesitated. “My experience with… my ex.” “What does this have to do with your ex?” He left me for a slimmer woman—” “—Bella!” He pulled her back into his embrace and held her tightly. “Your ex was a fool and I’m not him. We’re two different people!” “I’m sorry I compared you to him.” They stood by the door still hugging. She felt as if she belonged in his arms. She loved the feeling of his arms around her and his hard chest against her breasts. It was a place she wanted to stay forever. Recurring thoughts surfaced – would she be able to say goodbye when the time came for them to part ways? He continued to hold and caress her, her worries fading as the heat built up through her body.

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Slipping her hands under his shirt, her fingers grazed chest hair. They came in contact with his hardened nipples and she pinched them before spreading her palms over his very impressive pectorals. She wanted to feel the rest of his body – naked. He must have had the same idea about her because he removed her tee shirt over her head. As she raised her arms to help him, he made a sound of delight when he saw her braless breasts. He cupped her mound as he bent his head to kiss her breasts and made the same excited noise at finding her pantiless. Her pussy felt hollow and she wanted his filling cock inside of her. Not waiting for him to remove his clothes, she pulled off his shirt and then quickly unbuckled his belt, before unzipping and pushing down his pants. When he bent over to remove his sandals, she couldn’t resist cupping his ass. Tight! When he reached up, she pressed closer to him and rubbed her crotch against him and gently took hold of his hard cock. Circling her thumb over the ring around the head of his penis, she whispered, “I want this,” and stroked him all the way. He groaned as pre-cum spilled over from her touch and she grew even more excited. With her free hand, she reached up and pulled his head down while she angled her head underneath his for a kiss. When he clutched the back of her head to meld their lips even closer and brought their bodies closer by holding her by the waist, she dropped her hands away from his face and cock to caress his backside and press his groin closer to hers. He grunted again and his sounds of pleasure heightened her pleasure and sexual confidence. Her gut tightened as he rubbed his palms across her backside. “Bella, you’re so smooth and soft here. I love touching you like this.” “So, you like big asses, huh?” “Yes, but only if it belongs to you.” How could she dismiss that answer? He knew how to make her feel good all over. Giggling, she pressed another kiss on his lips, which quickly became deep. When they broke apart, he didn’t let her move far. Holding onto her still, he nipped at her lower lip, nuzzled her neck, and then moved down to her nipple, before sucking on it. She shivered at his touch and attention. At the same time, he inserted one finger then two fingers inside her drenched pussy and finger fucked her ever so gently. It had to be the sweetest digital fuck she’d ever had. She creamed his finger some more. She closed her eyes in ecstasy when his lips moved to her other breast and sucked it in rhythmic timing with his fingers in her cunt till she didn’t think she could stand the pleasurable feelings any longer. Just before she thought she’d explode, he drew his fingers out of her. Gasping, unable to speak and protest his abrupt action, she watched him bend down to take his wallet from his pants on the floor and pull out some condoms from it. Then he led her to the bed. She lay on it first, eager for them to continue what they’d started by the door. With a bit of impatience, she watched him slide the condom on with ease before moving on top of her. Her body ached to have him inside of her and she opened her legs for him and raised her arms to hold on to his shoulders. When he plunged deeply into her waiting pussy, she cried out her pleasure and her vaginal muscles clenched around his cock. He growled, quickened his pace, then rode her hard and fast.

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“Yes! Yes!” She bucked under him and matched him stride for stride on his down stroke. With the knowledge that their time together was coming to an end, she willingly took everything he gave her. Soon he slowed down and each time he thrust into her, he ground his hips and muttered. “Oh, you feel so good! So good!” With each connection, she moaned and when he moved his hand between them brushing her clit, she came in a flood over his cock and finger. In a matter of seconds, her body slackened underneath him, but he continued to bang away at her before he let out a growl, stiffened, and then collapsed on her. She welcomed the weight of his body on hers. Energy spent, she only had enough strength to move her fingers in lazy circles against the small of his back. How she wished their vacation wouldn’t end.

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Chapter Eleven Marco enjoyed being connected to Jenna, even though they’d stopped moving. He knew he was heavy and should get up off her but he wasn’t ready to pull out of her yet. Besides, he liked the feeling of her soft body beneath him. He enjoyed the way she lightly caressed his back and moved her hands lower to knead his butt as if it was dough. A breeze blew in through the room stirring the scent of their lovemaking in the air. The sweet smell of her pussy called out to him and it wasn’t long before he had the urge to taste her below. It was an incentive to pull out of Jenna. From her top to bottom, he wanted to taste every inch of her delectable body – her luscious mouth, soft skin, and velvety, pink cunt. She gasped as he pulled out, causing him to smile down on her before he bent his head to kiss her deeply. Breaking away from her lips, he concentrated on her supple dark skin, starting on her collarbone. He swiped his tongue across it and then moved downwards and stopped to graze his teeth against her taunt nipples before lavishing it with nibbles and kisses. He dragged his tongue down her body, picking up the faint sheen of her perspiration. When he reached her cream-filled cunt, he paused to inhale the black bushy crown of hair before moving to the slit of her rosy wet vagina lips. Although he barely grazed it, she cried out and drenched his tongue with her honeydew juice. He made sure not to miss a drop before taking his tongue to her clit. He feasted on her cunt as if it were his last meal. He loved how she made sounds like an exotic creature. By this time, she had her hands in his hair. Sometimes she would massage his scalp but the more excited she became, the tighter she clutched on to his hair making him think that she’d pull it out by the roots. Licking her moist pussy till he was satisfied, he kissed it and made his way back to face her. “Ahh! Now, that was good.” Nodding, she gave him a lazy smile and turned her back towards his front side, so that her ass cushioned his dick. She wiggled against him. “Yeah. Good.” His cock responded. Incredible. Burying his head in the hollow between her neck and shoulder he inhaled deeply, loving the scent of her skin. He wanted to fuck her again – feel the soft walls of her pussy as it massaged and pulsated around his dick till he thought he couldn’t breathe from the pleasurable sensations. Tempted to ram himself into her again so that she wouldn’t forget him and not want to leave him, he decided to wait. He knew she was tired. He spooned her instead and held on to her tightly until he also fell asleep with a smile on his face. Jenna felt as if she’d slept for only a minute when she awakened to Marco rolling her body on her tummy. Before she knew it, she felt his familiar well-endowed cock slowly filling her pussy from behind. Drowsy and a bit startled, she was only coherent enough to call out his name. “Marco!” “I need you, bella.” He pleaded in a hoarse voice and thrust slowly into her. “I need you now!” She knew that she needed him too, especially since this would be their last time together. She relaxed as he thrust into her, filling her with his thick, long cock.

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Less groggy now, she rose on her knees and leaned her face and chest down on the mattress. Ass exposed high, she allowed him unhampered access to her cunt. “That’s it, bella, I like this position!” He fondled her breasts and drove into her. “Mmm,” she exclaimed and squeezed her vagina walls around him and released his cock. When she heard him suck in a gulp of air, she instinctively did it again. “Ahh, bella! Do you know what you’re doing to me?” The vibration of his voice against her back caused her to wet herself some more and her pussy automatically constricted his cock once more before he pulled out and plunged back in. Sensation of exquisite pleasure and pain filled her. She shuddered at the feeling and wanted to ask him if he knew what he was doing to her but couldn’t find the words. She just focused on his next moves and met each thrust with enthusiasm, crying out as each thrust also pushed her face and chest deeper into the bed, the friction stimulating her sensitive nipples. “Give me all you’ve got!” The sound of his deep voice triggered an eruption in her. She screamed and came. He came along with her as he yelled out, “Bella!” Feeling spent, her body quivering with satisfaction, she bit her lip at the temptation to grip her pussy around his cock as he slowly pulled out of her. She wanted him to be her only lover from now on, but instead, she’d have to settle for the memories of their time together. It would have to be enough. He lay on his back and removed the condom from his cock, wrapped it in tissue, threw it in the wastebasket near the bed and then reached for her. He still had a hungry look and she could totally relate to the feeling. She turned over and they settled comfortably in each other’s arms. For the next few minutes, she lay relaxed in his arms and threw one leg over his. He hugged her shoulders and kissed her on the top of her head. After a while, he spoke. “Jenna, I want to be inside you without a condom.” He looked at her for permission. “I need to really feel you around me. Please.” To be able to feel his firm, yielding dick sliding through her pussy caused it to moisten and her body trembled at the delicious thought. At this point, his request was very tempting and seemed very possible to accept. She was on the pill and didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant, but what about sexually transmitted diseases? “I’m clean,” he spoke softy against her ear, as if he knew her thoughts. “I have regular check ups.” “What about… your girlfriend—” “—Ex-girlfriend. When we were together, we dated exclusively. We both had check ups before and during our relationship. And besides, I’ve always used a condom with all my sleeping partners.” “What happened?” She could barely think straight or talk as he caressed her body and then fondled her breasts, fingering the shape of her aureole and tweaking her already hardened nipples. “What happened?” He repeated her question as he bent his head to suck her aroused nipple, she moaned at the feel of his tongue encircling it. Before she lost it and let him do whatever he wanted with her, she had to know about his ex. “Marco, what happened to your girlfriend?”

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He stopped sucking on her tit and raised his head to look at her. “My ex-girlfriend, bella. We broke up six months ago and I haven’t been with anyone since.” “Why?” It may not have been the most appropriate time to ask, but she needed to know. He rolled on his side, still facing her and reached out to caress her waist and backside as he spoke. “We’d been together for two years and she wanted to get married. I wasn’t ready for that, so she found someone else who was.” Jenna digested the information and then asked. “Why me?” “Why you what?” “If you always wore a condom with her, why don’t you want to use one with me?” It didn’t make sense that he used protection with the woman that he was involved with for two years and then not want to put one on with someone he’d just met a few days ago. “Bella, I’m not sure I can explain. It’s… It’s… just different with you. I only know that I need to be inside you completely without any barriers like a condom. I want to feel you, wet and tight around me. I want to feel you creaming my bare cock. She wanted that, too. She wanted to feel him cumming inside her instead of the condom. With her ex, she’d always insisted they use a condom, no matter how hard he’d begged not to use them. But as Marco said, it felt different being with him and she needed to feel him gliding inside her, unconstrained, as he’d described. Once they parted ways, she didn’t want to have to wonder the rest of her life how it would have felt making love to him without any obstruction. With a watering pussy and her mind made up, she gave him an answer. “I’m clean, too. I also have regular checkups.” “Does that mean you agree to not using condoms?” She nodded. “Thank you. Thank you.” He pulled her on top of him. Groin to stomach, chest to chest, lips to lips. His lips were firm, yet soft and he rubbed them against hers before sticking his tongue out to trace an outline on her lips. Her tongue slipped out to play with his. As the game begun, his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth while his hands massaged her butt. The sensations and rhythms of his tongue and hands on her caused her body to grow hot and soon her pussy began to tingle. It wanted some attention, too. “Marco, I need you inside me now.” She rolled under him and opened her legs. “Please.” Without missing a beat he replied, “My pleasure.” His hands rubbed her hips and he angled his cock at the entrance of her dripping cunt. Without any more of a preamble, he slid inside her. She swallowed a gulp of air on his second slow thrust and shut her eyes, concentrating and enjoying the feeling of his uncovered, smooth, thick dick. “Oh!” She let out. “Oh, yeah!” He echoed her pleasure. “Just the way I like it.” He plunged into her again until he was balls deep. “Hot. Tight. Wet.” He pumped into her slowly, taking his time to savor the feeling of being unsheathed inside of her. With each pump he’d grind his hips into hers. Each gasp of pleasure she let out became louder. “I like it too! Oooh!” She managed to say.

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Oh God, it was just as she’d feared. In the short time that she’d been sleeping with Marco, she’d become addicted to his marvelous cock. Actually, she’d become addicted to the man. “I love the way your delectable pussy sucks me in.” He grunted and stretched his head to capture her lips with a hard kiss. At the same time, he used his hand to stroke her clit, bringing all her sensations to a high pitch. She started to come. “Oh, yeah! My hot chocolate! Cream me some more! Come on, cream me,” he coaxed. As she came, she reached under for his balls. Two could play this game of touching each other and she liked it when he came at the same time. Fondling his tight nuts, she cried out as she creamed him to her heart’s delight. Simultaneously, he came inside her, joining her in a chorus of exaltation. When she came back down to earth, he didn’t withdraw his cock from her right away and she savored their physical connection and the feeling of his deflating dick inside her. She contracted her vaginal muscles around him one last time and closed her eyes. He withdrew his penis and held her close. His lips grazed her ear. “I love you,” he murmured. His breath and words burned against the outer shell. Her eyes flew open and she stiffened waiting for him to say something more, but the steady pattern of his breathing and continuing silence told her that he’d fallen asleep. I must have imagined that. She laid her head back on his shoulder and closed her eyes. As sleep overtook her she couldn’t help but whisper, “I love you, Marco Romano.” * * * * * Instead of waking up to Marco beside her in bed, Jenna found a note left for her on his pillow: Dear Jenna, I took Marco out with me so you can get some extra sleep. See you when we get back. Chocolate. She smiled at the drawing of a paw print underneath the dog’s name. Dropping the note back in the bed, she stretched and lay back down, hugging her pillow. As usual, being with Marco had been amazing. Today was their last day together. In the late afternoon, her plane would leave for the mainland, where she’d catch a connecting flight to New York City. Since they hadn’t heard from the vet about an owner for Chocolate, she’d decided to take him back home with her. This morning, she planned to call the vet and see what she needed to do to make it possible. Perhaps she and Marco could have breakfast together and then they could say their goodbyes. Remembering last night, she closed her eyes, trying to not to lose it. They’d been good together but she’d never see him again. * * * * * When Marco returned with Chocolate to the hotel room, he found Jenna showered, dressed and sitting at the foot of the bed waiting for them. “There you are!” she exclaimed when he opened the door and stepped in. He uncovered the puppy from under a towel and put him on the floor. The dog ran to her, wagging his tail energetically. “So that’s how you got him through the lobby!” She laughed and stroked the little dog’s back. “I wondered how you’d be able to get him through the lobby without the big bag I use.”

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As she caressed the dog’s head, he admired her appearance – refreshed and breathtaking. The halter-top dress she wore highlighted her brown smooth-skinned back and shoulders. The top part of her dress outlined her breasts perfectly and the lower part of the dress, which reached her knees, accented her curves. The light blue dress complimented her dark skin color. Unable to stay away from her any longer, he walked up to her and reached to cup her chin and stroke her round jaw line. “If I’d used your bag to carry Chocolate, I would have looked pretty silly carrying a woman’s bag and brought more attention to myself, don’t you think? “Probably.” “Probably?” She laughed and stood up. “Okay, you’re right. You would have looked silly and called attention to yourself.” She crossed her legs and he couldn’t help but admire her long, strong legs. He remembered how she’d wrapped them around him as they made love. What were the chances of doing that again before they left? “Marco?” Her calling his name brought him out of his reverie. He loved the way she pronounced his name especially in the throes of passion. The sound from her lips always caused a ripple of lust through his body. “Yes?” “So, what do you think? “Think about what?” She laughed. “Are you still sleepy? Do you need to go back to bed?” He caught his breath. Yes, I’d like to go back to bed with you. “Marco, you’re not listening to me!” “Yes, I am…” She gave him a skeptical look and he corrected himself. “Okay, not entirely. I’m sorry I had something on my mind. So what did you say?” She uncrossed her legs and stood up. “Umm... Would you like to go get some breakfast? I’m starving.” “Sure. I’m starving, too.” He wasn’t talking about food. Standing so close, he could smell the delicate perfume she wore and he felt himself becoming aroused. Would he be able to forget her beautiful brown eyes or full soft lips that called to him? He didn’t think so and bent his head to kiss her. “That’s not what I meant,” she managed to get the words out before returning his kiss. His tongue followed hers and explored every inch of her mouth, memorizing everything. No, he’d never forget her taste if he lived to be a hundred plus years. When they broke apart for some air, he reached his hands under her dress, about to move it up, but she stopped him. “No, Marco. We can’t do this. I have things to do this morning and if we continue, I’ll be late and miss my flight back home.” Her words stilled his roaming hands on her body. He stopped nuzzling the inside of her neck. “I don’t want that.” “And what do you want?” He knew that she wouldn’t expect his answer but he had to take that chance and let her know what he really wanted. “I want us to be together… you, me… and Chocolate.”

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“That’s not possible.” She dropped her arms to her sides and stepped away from him. “Today’s our last day… Or is it?” Did that sound like hope in her voice? “I mean… I thought this was supposed to be a vacation fling… Isn’t it?” Her voice trailed off and she looked at him. “It’s not over if we don’t want it to be over, Bella. We already live in the same city. Yesterday, I made arrangements to return on the same flight as you and for Chocolate to be able to return with us.” He wrapped her in his arms, and continued. “Jenna, I know that the circumstances of our meeting happened very fast, but I know there’s something special between us… I mean… I felt it the very first time I saw you and I’ve felt it ever since. Do you know what I mean? It’s as if we were meant to be together” She nodded. “So why don’t we take advantage of this good fortune… fate… karma – whatever you want to call it – that’s brought us – you, me and Chocolate – together?” She didn’t reply and disappointment washed over him. He had to tell her how he felt about her, even if she rejected him. Taking a deep breath, he began, “Jenna… I… I… love you.” There, he said it and lightening hadn’t struck him. He was still standing. He felt good at openly declaring his feelings and he waited for her to say something. Anything. When she still didn’t answer, a cold feeling crept up from the pit of his stomach, but he continued talking. All the words rushed from his mouth. “I’ve never believed in love at first sight, but I think I’ve loved you from the very first time I saw you…” Jenna’s heart swelled at his declaration of love for her. She was so surprised at his words that she couldn’t speak and respond to a single word he’d said. All she could do was stare at him. “Now, you tell me,” he continued to speak to her. “What do you want?” He watched her with such intensity that she felt he could read her thoughts. “Tell me, bella. I’ll do whatever is in my power to make it come true. I want you in my life – forever. I want us to be a family and make a family. I love you.” “I love you too, Marco. I want the same thing, too… I want us to be together.” He grabbed her in a tight embrace before giving her the most passionate kiss she’d ever received from him. She returned it, giving him back as good as she got. Finding love while on vacation seemed unreal. After arriving on the island with a dream lover, she now planned to leave with a real one. When she’d told her best friend that she’d bring back a vacation souvenir, meaning a postcard, trinket, tee shirt or little carving of some sort, little did she realize that she’d be returning home with not one but two living, breathing, lovable keepsakes. Another thought popped into her head: She never did finish reading any of the romance books that she’d brought with her. Marco had kept her way too busy as they generated a romance of their own, and it was all good. This was one trip worth taking – one that led her to find love and happiness. Rubbing suggestively against him, she smiled when she felt his cock harden. “Perhaps we can have breakfast later,” she suggested.

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“Oh, yeah. I can arrange that,” he grinned. The End