21
L awrence looked around the modern beach hut that would be their home for the next week. To say the pictures didn’t do it justice was an understatement, and they’d been beautiful. The living room was bright, with sunlight streaming through the windows. There was a kitchenette off to the side, and the sliding doors to the bedroom were open, making the spaces look joined.
He walked into the bedroom, and the view was breathtaking. They’d all gotten huts beside one another, overlooking the water from their bedrooms. There was a large enough patio to house two chairs, a small table between them, and a small set of stairs that went into the water.
Lawrence placed his suitcase, which he almost had to argue with Remy to let him carry, by the standing wardrobe. He decided he’d put everything away before they met the others for lunch. It’d been a seven-hour plane ride, and they’d left at six that morning. He’d had a few muffins and some orange juice, but he was more than ready to eat. A little courtyard connected their four huts, and they were meeting there.
Remy wrapped his arms around Lawrence’s waist, resting his chin on his shoulder. “Do you like it?”
“It’s gorgeous. I can’t wait to check out the different amenities and shows.”
“I’m sure the four of you have planned the week down to the minute.”
Lawrence shook his head. “No, we chose a couple of things to do on certain days, but we made sure to leave time for just couples. Don’t worry. I don’t plan on neglecting you while we’re here,” he teased.
Remy chuckled, kissing his neck. “Nice to know.”
“Let’s unpack so we can meet the others. I’m starving.”
Once they finished unpacking, they exited the hut, and the door automatically locked behind them. Chayse and Nik were already waiting, but that didn’t surprise Lawrence. The first thing Chayse said when they landed was, “Let’s eat.”
The others joined them a few minutes later, and they found one of the several board maps posted around the resort. They chose a restaurant within a relatively short walking distance. Chayse skipped ahead, dragging Nik along as she led the pack, and Lawrence pulled Remy, following closely behind them.
When they reached the restaurant, it was fifteen minutes before they could seat their party of nine. Once they were with their orders placed, Cruz broke the silence that fell over them.
“What’s the plan for the rest of the day?”
“Napping,” Alijah stated. “Dinner at eight, then a fire show on the beach at ten-thirty. The itinerary was in the email I sent with the payment information.” She paused, looking at their men. “Did none of you bother to scroll down and open the attachment?”
“Nope,” Nik stated. “I just clicked on the link to pay.”
“Same,” Cruz cosigned.
“Yeah, it tracks that none of you looked,” Erin said.
“Why do we need to when we’re going to do whatever you want to either way?” Paetyn asked.
“He has a point,” Chayse pointed out, and Lawrence nodded in agreement. He was sure the four of them could decide they wanted to lay on lounge chairs and sleep the entire vacation, and their men wouldn’t bat an eye at it.
When their food arrived, Alijah gave the men a rundown of their plans for the following day. Outside of breakfast, they had only two things planned to do together. The rest of the time would be spent separately, doing what they wanted individually.
Once finished with lunch, they went back to their huts, and Lawrence lay across the couch. He’d slept on the plane, so he wasn’t quite in need of a nap .
“Babe, who’s overseeing things with you and Kieran both being away?” Lawrence turned his attention to where Remy was looking through the refrigerator at the complimentary items the resort stocked.
“Believe it or not, he left each department head to their own devices with the stipulation that if things didn’t run smoothly, he’d fire them all.”
Lawrence chuckled. “While I’m sure they believed him, I doubt Alijah would let him do that.”
“She probably won’t, but they don’t know that. Alijah tends to let him do as he pleases in front of the employees; if she disagrees, they talk about it privately. They’re a united team in front of the employees, and she doesn’t challenge his authority in front of them, but she lets him know after the fact. Unless he’s being an ass for no reason.”
Lawrence could see that. His friend had never held her tongue when she felt something needed to be said, but she’d always brought it up privately, not wanting to put the other person on the spot or discuss something sensitive around others who weren’t involved. Remy sat down, placing Lawrence’s legs across his lap.
“Did you text your parents to let them know we made it?” Lawrence asked as Remy’s hand slid under his shirt.
“I did on the way here. Did you text your mom?”
Lawrence nodded. He’d sent her a text as soon as they landed, and she’d promptly responded, reminding him that she was coming for a visit after they returned and expected a couple of souvenirs.
“Since we don’t have to meet the others until this evening. Why don’t we go for a swim in an hour,” Remy suggested.
“A swim sounds nice. It’s been a while since I’ve been in the ocean.”
“Then, after our swim, we can test out how sturdy the bed is.”
Lawrence laughed while Remy smirked at him. He was sure they’d test out the bed several times while they were there.
R emy sat on one of the comfortable beach couches, his arm draped over the back behind Lawrence as they watched the fire show. They’d gone to a different restaurant for dinner, on the other side of the island from where their rooms were, and had to take one of the provided transportation options. Now, they were in the middle of the island.
When the fire show began to wind down, he was sure they were ready to turn in for the night. Their flight had been lengthy; even if the others had taken a nap like Alijah stated, the day had been long. The group went to one of the transportation areas and only had to wait a few minutes before a golf cart pulled up, pulling a covered seat extension behind it. He hadn’t been sure the first time it could haul them all, but he assumed it was gas instead of electric and had more power.
The nine got on, not realizing three women had been standing behind them to board, but only one seat was left.
“Baby, sit here,” Chayse requested, standing and gesturing for Nik to move over to her seat before sitting on his lap. Erin, seated between Cruz and Paetyn, had Cruz move to her seat, and she settled onto his lap. The women got on with a thank you, and the driver headed towards their huts after asking them where they needed to go.
“Are you okay?” Erin asked curiously; a few minutes into their drive, her eyes were on the woman sitting next to Nik, and the rest turned to look at her.
Remy watched her shake herself as if she’d gotten lost in her thoughts. She glanced around at them, red blooming on cream cheeks under the soft lights of the cart.
“Oh my gosh, I was staring!” Her eyes went to Erin. “I’m so sorry. You’re just…really attractive.”
He looked at Erin, who smiled at the other woman before leaning forward and catching her eyes. “You think I’m pretty?” she asked, her smile morphing into something sensual.
“I…um…”
The other two women with her began to laugh, the one sitting beside Cruz stating, “She’s with someone, and you’re still hitting on her.”
“I wasn’t,” the first one countered, blushing deeper.
“I don’t mind,” Erin stated, licking her lips. “You’d let me play with her, wouldn’t you, baby? ”
The woman let out a surprised squeak as the vehicle came to a stop, and the driver announced where they were. She quickly clambered off. The other women followed with laughs at their friend’s flustered state. Erin chuckled as she leaned back against Cruz, and Remy couldn’t help but join in.
“That poor woman,” Chayse stated, shaking her head as the driver took off again. “Did you have to give her that look?”
“She’s going to have wet dreams tonight,” Alijah said, and laughter filled the air.
“All I did was ask a question,” Erin stated with a shrug.
They took the rest of the ride in silence, and when they made it to the area they were staying in, they filed off, saying their goodnights and going into their huts. Remy began undoing the buttons on his shirt as he sat on the couch while Lawrence entered the bedroom. Remy pulled out his phone and found the email Alijah had sent them a while back.
He opened the attachment and looked over the itinerary. It was pretty relaxed throughout their stay and included plenty of time to spend together as a couple. He put his phone aside and picked up the pamphlet on the table that detailed everything the resort had to offer. He thought he and Lawrence would enjoy several things, and he made a mental note to run them by his boyfriend tomorrow morning, then call the concierge and make the arrangements.
“Remy?”
“Yeah?” he responded, flipping the page.
“Come shower with me.”
“That shower is barely big enough for the two of us. So, if you expect me to keep my hands to myself—” Remy cut himself off as he turned to find Lawrence standing naked in the doorway.
“I don’t,” he stated, returning to the bedroom.
Remy tossed the pamphlet back onto the table and entered the bedroom, tossing his shirt off. When he was undressed, he joined Lawrence in the shower. They hadn’t tested the bed’s sturdiness as he planned after their swim, but he was more than willing to end the night doing so.
He pulled Lawrence back against his chest. One arm around his waist, his other hand going down to grip his dick. Remy stroked him slowly, and Lawrence leaned his head back against his shoulder.
“We don’t have an early morning tomorrow,” Remy started, running his thumb over the head of Lawrence’s dick. “Which means I’m free to take as much time as I want to.”
“It sounds like you’re going to attempt to torture me.”
“No attempt to, baby.” Remy moved his free hand up, thumbing over one of Lawrence’s nipples. “But you always enjoy it.”