Chapter 5 #2
“Oh, yeah. Some storm over Mexico. We couldn’t leave LA until like four hours later. Would’ve flown to Miami to catch the earlier flight from there, but I was stuck in meetings all morning.”
Eden knew not to ask what he did. “That’s rough. Well, you made it! I know for a fact that there are still plenty of things to do for the rest of the weekend. Sunday alone…”
He cut in, wiping water through his hair. “I have to leave early Sunday. Argh, it’s so stupid. Unfortunately, I’ve got another meeting in the evening I have to get to.”
“A meeting on a Sunday? That should be illegal.”
“I know. But it makes me a lot of money, so I put up with it.”
You have to make a lot of money to come here.
“Well, I guess I have to make the most of it.” He turned around the moment Eden finished rinsing off her hands.
Hello, there. She couldn’t help but admire her handiwork.
All of that touching had made him half-erect, and his cock hung between them like the most obvious bull in a china shop.
Am I the fragile dishes? Eden wouldn’t mind.
She even brushed her hands against both of her breasts, testing how aroused she was with this man.
Oh, I’m ready. Hard to believe after being left so satisfied only a couple of hours ago. Bonus, here I come.
This job was easy. Does that make me easy? She hoped that’s how it went.
“Have a seat on the bench there, Brim.”
She dropped the piece of hair she had been holding as she admired his physique, imagining what he might do to her any moment now. “Huh? Oh. All right.” She only had to back up about a foot before the back of her thighs bumped into the bench. She immediately sat down, her lucky guest coming closer.
“I’m going to let this nice, hot water hit my back for a while.” He stretched again. Eden couldn’t look away. “I’d really appreciate your mouth on my cock, if that’s all right.”
What a polite way to ask!
“Um… of course, sir.” She went ahead and laughed, aware that he heard her.
“Hm? I love a good joke.”
She couldn’t bring up the silliness of the situation, no matter how funny she thought it. “Any other requests?” She followed that up by circling her hand around his base, thumb tracing beneath the prominent line beneath his cock. It got harder in her hand almost immediately.
“Nah, Brim. I’m just looking to relax.”
She could help with that.
Something was entertaining about bending her head down to flick her tongue against his tip, tasting the sweet surrender he already offered her.
Eden closed her eyes and took in his gradual hardening inch by inch, savoring not only the heat around them, but the way he lightly groaned while pressing his hands against the wall above her head.
“Fantastic,” he said. “Go on, love. Swallow me down that tight throat of yours.”
She loved the way he said love with such a standard American accent. Eden ran her tongue along his length as she backed off, rearranged her wet hair, and went back in for the kill.
His louder groan told her she was on the right track.
The man was hard enough to fuck her now, and the deepest part of her latent depravity hoped there was still a chance.
I like this one, too. Not as intimidating as the other guest at the Low Light party, but that worked for Eden right now.
And this man had a nice curve toward his tip that made her shudder to imagine reaching up inside of her.
Every time it rubbed against the roof of her mouth or tickled the depths of her throat, she lightly moaned as well.
He was swelling. Did he want to finish in her mouth? Surely, in a place like this…
“Ah, Brim…” His deepening voice teased her. “I need to fuck you. You’re too good.”
She released him from her mouth, but her hand continued to stroke his shaft. Even if he comes on me right now, we’re in the shower. So what? “I thought you’d never offer, sir.”
“Holy shit. Where are they recruiting you girls these days?” He helped her up, his cock rubbing against her as he pressed her against the other wall.
A ledge only a couple of feet up was perfect for hopping up on so she could spread her legs around a guest’s waist. They really thought of everything. “Straight from my dreams? Wait.”
She had already wrapped her arms around his shoulders, ready for him to fuck her. “Yes?”
“I’ve got a question for you.” He licked his fingers and pushed them between her folds before rubbing the tip of his cock. “A quick one, because I’m fucking you regardless.”
“Of course. A quick one.” Eden rubbed her back against the shower wall, the hot water sprinkling her toes and running down her legs.
“Because I really need your cock right now.” She didn’t even have to pretend.
That was genuine desperation in her voice.
I’m such a slut in this place. Oh, just thinking it only made her hotter.
“Have you been with another man tonight?”
Eden thought back to what the other guest had said. “No matter who else you fuck on this island, you were mine first. You took my cock first.”
Tingles raced through her body. With heavy-lidded eyes, she confessed. “Yes.”
“You made him come, didn’t you?” With panting breath, he guided his cock toward her opening. “With this fantastic pussy of yours.”
He was already slowly piercing her, the first inch of his cock sliding in with the expert direction of his hand. Eden’s toes curled in the shower water. If Eden closed her eyes, she could still feel the other man finishing inside of her.
“Yes, sir.” She got a bit more candid than she intended. “He definitely had his fill of me.”
With a loud, almost feral groan, he pushed into her. Eden gasped, her legs tightening around his waist.
“I love that,” he murmured in her ear. “I don’t have to be the first one.” He moved, hips thrusting forward as she held on for dear life. “I just have to be the one you remember best.”
He began fucking her in earnest before she had the chance to respond. By then, Eden fell apart, moving her head to the side so he could suck her throat while pounding her tender pussy.
The man was a sensitive animal. Although his cock showed her no mercy, and his voice was a deep, constant presence that nibbled her ear and promised her the world if she would have him for a few more minutes, he always held something back.
Something precious. This was a man who had more sides of himself to show her, but it couldn’t be. Not in a place like this.
A place where he was a guest, with other places to go at the end of the weekend. And Brim the Butterfly would go back to her cocoon, where she would transform into another fantasy by the start of the next season at La Mariposa.
I am totally coming back after this!
First, she had to get through the night.
She had to get through this weekend. But if any of the other guests were anything like this man and the one before him, Eden would have one of the best getaways of her life.
And I’m being paid so much money for it.
Shit, even without the money, she loved this so far!
But if she could see one more facet of this man… of the other… she might just be ready to change her life yet again.
“Oh!” That curve in his cock finally found her softest spot. “Fuck me!”
“You like it, huh?”
“Yes! Fuck, yes!”
He gave them both just enough room to pull on her hair, yanking back her head and exposing her throat to his teeth. He kissed her there, hard, his cock impaling her against the wall.
“You want more of this, don’t you?” He rolled his hips, which in turn made her eyes roll into the back of her head. “All weekend. Tomorrow, love.” He pushed back into her, deep, forcing her legs wider until she really was as easy as she surmised. “I’m fucking you again tomorrow.”
Worked for her!
“Come for me. Show me how badly you need it again tomorrow.”
It didn’t take much coaching. A man like him, giving her a command like that? After she had already been primed by somebody else? I’m so done.
With a hedonistic whine playing coy with her lips, she clung to him, working her inner walls around his cock until she was convinced he wasn’t going anywhere. In turn, he slammed forward and up, the shower water splashing between their faces.
“You’re exactly the kind of woman I want to make mine,” he said, surviving how hard she held him inside her. “All mine on this island. Other men will fuck you, but you’re still mine, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir.” She was barely on the planet, let alone in that shower. Her ass was about two seconds away from slipping off the edge. “Take me!”
She left behind imprints on his shoulders as she milked his cock, desperate for him to finish the job. It was a foregone conclusion at this point. All that work up, all the foreshadowing… he wanted to know about other men inside of her, so why not join in?
“You know how I make you mine, Brim?”
She didn’t need to say a word. She already knew.
“Oh, fuck!” Her back arched off the wall, her head turned so far back that her open mouth caught shower water.
“Fuck, yes!” Her hard work paid off when she felt the first of him come inside of her.
Eden had no idea what kind of sound he made, if any.
All she knew was that he had her thighs spread apart and his cock sheathed to the hilt.
“Give it to me!” she cried. “All of it!”
He obliged.
The only thing keeping Eden propped up on the ledge was him leaning against her, his cock softening within her as his panting breaths finally caught up to him.
Eden, who still sunned in the afterglow of the moment, was caught off guard when he slammed a kiss on her lips and incited her to make out with him against the shower wall.
It was all backwards, but she loved it. If anything, it made her more inspired to wrap both arms around him again and shove her tongue down his throat.
This is the life. Her toes continued to flex as she drank in the moment.
She did not expect him to drop down to his knees and paint her pussy with his tongue.
“Oh!” She slapped her hand over her mouth, half of her ass falling off the ledge. Before she knew it, she had another, less intense orgasm that he caught with his whole face.
“Oh, man.” He was back up on his feet, assisting Eden off the ledge. Her pudding legs barely helped her get back to the bench. “That was great. Exactly what I needed.”
She sighed, blissing out where she sat as he went back to rinsing off beneath the showerhead. As hair shook off his hair, she said with the last of her wherewithal, “Did you mean what you said? That you’ll fuck me again tomorrow?”
He glanced at her over his shoulder. She placed her hand between her legs, feeling where he had been only a moment before. As she forked her fingers around her folds, she felt more than her own skin. You missed some, sir. She lifted her finger to her mouth for a taste.
“Absolutely. Especially if you promise to keep looking like this every time I’m done fucking you.”
She giggled. Not in a flirty way – in that I’m so out of it and high on endorphins way.
“I’ll leave you to get cleaned up, Brim.” He opened the shower door, threatening to step out. “We’ll meet again. Get some sleep. You’ll need it at a place like this.”
As Eden turned to pure liquid beneath the showerhead, she couldn’t help but agree.