Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
Rae
It’s the last day.
That was Rae’s first thought when she woke up in Brian’s arms. Sure, she had one more morning of doing this, but they’d be headed to the boat to take them back to the mainland and the airport immediately after breakfast.
The unhappiness she felt at the idea that the week was ending wasn’t unexpected, but it hit her harder than she wanted it to.
They weren’t really meant to last. One week away from everything that was real back at home wasn’t a good example of how a relationship would actually go. They didn’t have anything to do here except relax, fuck, and enjoy the island. Of course, the week had gone well.
She should remember it as a special moment in time without trying to extend it. Especially after the talk she and Brian had last night.
She wanted him to have everything he wanted. She wanted him to find someone who could give him everything he was searching for. He deserved it.
Just like she deserved to find someone who could give her everything she needed.
Maybe it wasn’t fair that they couldn’t be that for each other, but that was life sometimes. What they wanted was close… but not close enough. She sighed, her breasts heaving, one of them filling the palm that was cupped around it, and his hand closed over the soft mound.
“Mmmm.” He nuzzled the back of her neck, moving his hips forward so Rae could feel his cock pressing against her ass.
Her poor vagina practically whimpered.
She’d gone from having no sex to daily rounds. She was starting to feel a little chafed. Her clit was sore.
Yet, when he pinched her nipple between his fingers, rolling the little bud to hardness, she felt a gush of arousal as her body came to life.
Besides, it was the last full day. Tomorrow, they would need to wake up and pack, then head to breakfast. Her pussy was going to have plenty of time to recover when she got home. What she wasn’t going to have was an accessible, talented dick.
Or someone holding me at night. Or helping me with my hair. Or giving me a massage or rubbing my feet or…
She cut off the voice in her head before it could get too maudlin.
Was she aware that she was trying to reduce Brian down to his dick? Yup. Because if she didn’t, she was going to cry. A girl had to do what a girl had to do, and right now, she needed to think of him as nothing more than good, temporary sex.
“Open for me, babygirl,” he murmured, shifting his lower body so his erect cock was pushing between her thighs.
Rae lifted one leg, moving it back to rest atop his body, pushing her ass more toward him to get the angle right.
The tip of his cock slid along the wet heat of her pussy, then he cursed, pulling away. “Condom.”
“Just put it in.”
Brian froze behind her.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I’m on birth control. We both know each other’s test histories. Just… don’t go.”
It wasn’t like he was really leaving her, but the words just slipped out.
And they worked. He moved back behind her, one hand sliding over her leg to lift it again, giving him access to her pussy.
The tip of his dick slid along her wet folds, but this time, he didn’t pull away, just groaned at the sensation and moved again, sliding against her sensitive flesh until he bumped against her clit.
Rae needed more, though. She needed him inside her.
Angling herself this time when he slid forward, he pushed into her, and they both moaned.
There was a difference with no condom. His cock wasn’t as slick.
Wasn’t as lubricated. Wasn’t as uniform.
She could feel the bumps and ridges as he pulled back and thrust in, working himself in deeper while filling his hands with her breasts to help him have leverage.
Rae moaned, pushing back against him, reaching down to rub her clit as he began to move with more force.
The additional intimacy of having nothing between them was making her even hotter, wetter.
She hadn’t taken off the condoms with Damian, but…
with Brian, she wanted it. Wanted to feel him fully inside her, wanted to feel everything.
She might not be able to give him everything he needed, but she could give him this.
“Fuck… Rae…” He groaned again as her pussy clamped down around him, her fingers circling her clit while he massaged her breasts. “I’m not going to last long.”
“Don’t.” She bit out the word. “I want to feel you cum in me.”
It was the truth.
It was also what he needed to send him over the edge.
His hands squeezed tighter, crushing her breasts and pinching her nipples between his fingers as he rolled them both over.
Then he let go of her breasts, pulling her up by her hips and slamming into her from behind with utter abandon.
Rae cried out, her fingers still working over her clit, her other arm braced in front of her as each hard thrust moved her along the bed.
The sex was hot and hard and ruthless. Rae’s pussy clenched around him as he pistoned back and forth inside her.
Her clit throbbed in response, overstimulated yet eager to cum again.
When he slammed into her, filling her completely, and she felt him begin to pulse as warm heat spurted, her pussy convulsed with her own orgasm.
Feeling his set hers off, making her writhe before him as she rubbed her clit harder and harder, abusing the little nub as the waves of ecstasy rolled through both of them.
“Fuck…” His voice was hoarse as he slumped over her, the grip on her hips loosening. “Fuck…”
That about summed it up.
Brian
“We have an announcement,” Mitch declared once everyone had their breakfast in front of them.
Since he’d seated himself at the head of the table, with Domi on his right and Rae on his left, everyone’s heads naturally turned to look at him to find out what he was about to announce.
Several seats down from Rae, with Nick and Avery between them, Brian was able to see Domi’s expression and the way she rolled her eyes, even as she smiled at her fiancé’s antics.
They were holding hands, forcing Mitch to eat with his left hand, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“Since this is supposed to be our bachelor and bachelorette week, we’ve decided that tonight, we want to make sure we spend time in that manner,” Mitch said with a grin, glancing at Domi and giving her hand a little squeeze. Brian’s heart did a little jump in his chest.
“And because you got your beach sex last night,” Domi murmured, just loud enough for everyone at their table to hear. She lifted her free hand up to her breast, wincing slightly as she cupped it.
Aw, shit. Brian knew what was coming before Mitch said it.
“So, tonight, we’re going to split up. Domi’s having a sleepover for the ladies in our villa.
Kincaid and Zach have offered up theirs for us gentlemen to hang out in.
” Mitch beamed at the two of them, and Kincaid lifted his glass of orange juice in salute while Zach simply nodded.
They were sitting across from Avery and Nick, and Brian had been studying them all morning to try to figure out how things were between them. He still wasn’t sure.
On Brian’s left, Law shook his head.
“Well, there go our plans for tonight,” he joked, glancing at Iris, who shrugged.
“Nothing we can’t do back home,” she sassed back at him, and he leered at her.
Brian’s heart sank in his chest, and he didn’t know if he was glad he was on the same side of the table as Rae, so he couldn’t see her expression and give away the game, or if he was sad that he didn’t know if she was reacting the same way he was.
They couldn’t do what they’d been doing back home.
That wasn’t part of the agreement.
They were supposed to still have tonight, dammit.
But it was Mitch and Domi’s week. It wasn’t about him or Rae or anyone else.
Fuck.
They weren’t going to get their last night together. And he had to act like he didn’t care.
“What are we doing today, then?” Rae asked, her voice sounding totally normal and cheerful.
Did he buy that? No. Not after this morning when she’d had to come to breakfast with his cum still dripping out of her.
“Basically, the same plan as before for the morning,” Mitch said, giving Domi an adoring look as he squeezed her fingers.
“Hang out on the beach, but then after lunch, we’ll go back to the villas to pack up, so we don’t have to worry about it tomorrow and can just stay up late tonight and enjoy our final night doing bachelor and bachelorette party things. ”
Right.
Their last night together and the last morning were gone now.
He had to paste a smile on his face and act like it was great and he didn’t care because that’s how he would have felt at the beginning of the week.
The fact was, he was internally cursing up a storm and wishing Domi and Mitch weren’t so damn thoughtful about getting time in with their friends, even though that was technically what the week was supposed to be for.
Damn it.
“Great,” he said as everyone offered up their own agreement of what a great idea it was. Just so great.
The whole morning went by without getting a chance to speak to Rae privately.
Everyone had come to breakfast dressed and ready to hit the beach right afterward, and once they were there, there was no way to discreetly slip away.
Especially not both of them at the same time.
Even when Rae tried to go to the bathroom, all three other women announced they needed to go, too.
It wasn’t until they were heading back up toward the villas that he got close to panic, though.
“Want me to come help you pack up?” Domi asked Rae. He was following right behind them, so he could hear everything.
“Don’t you need to pack up, too?” Rae asked, sounding amused. “And get things ready to have the rest of us over?”
Brian relaxed. Slightly. He could only imagine how tonight would go if everyone found out that all of Rae’s stuff was in his villa because hers had basically flooded.
“Well… yeah.” Domi laughed. “But I can pack in the morning if I really need to.”
“You say that now, but you’ll regret it when you wake up tomorrow.” Rae nudged Domi in the side. “After the drinking and the staying up late and—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, point made.” Domi sighed as they came off the path to where the villa entrances were. “Alright, I’m going to go get my stuff packed up then. You’d better hurry your butt over, though. We’ve got girl stuff to do!”
Chuckling, Mitch leaned over to wrap his arm around Domi’s waist and pull her along with him. Rae headed toward her villa as if nothing was the matter with it, the way she’d been doing all week. Everyone else was going toward their own, chatting with their partner.
Which was perfect.
It only took Rae a couple minutes to make it to the back door of Brian’s villa, and he let her in.
To his surprise, she darted past him, heading straight for the bedroom where she grabbed her suitcase—which she’d never gotten around to fully unpacking—and started tossing any clothes outside of it back in. To say it was a haphazard mess was an understatement.
“Woah, slow down,” he said, a little startled and trying not to feel hurt. He knew it wasn’t that she was trying to get away from him, but the quickness with which she was moving was still a little surprising. He’d hoped they could take a few minutes to… something. He didn’t know.
But their last private moments together weren’t something he’d wanted to rush, even with the change in plans.
“I can’t.” She shot him an apologetic look but didn’t stop moving as she headed to the bathroom to grab her toiletries.
Brian didn’t trail behind her, despite the urge.
Thankfully, she didn’t take long before coming back out, her arms full of her things.
“Didn’t you hear Domi? I’m lucky if I have five minutes before she comes looking for me, and if she goes to my villa…
where I am obviously not…” Her voice trailed off as she dumped everything into her suitcase and pulled it close, zipping it up without any care as to how well it was packed. She shot him a rueful smile.
“And this is why it’s best not to unpack everything.”
Brian opened his mouth. Closed it. He couldn’t think of anything to say. He couldn’t ask her to stay. He wouldn’t. They’d agreed to this week and this week only, and he’d already put himself out there more than once in the past… He’d promised himself he wasn’t going to do it again.
He wasn’t going to give her the chance to reject him. Again.
As she looked up at him, something flickered in her eyes. She got to her feet, and suddenly, she was pressed against him, flinging her arms around his neck.
“Thank you for this week,” she whispered right before her lips met his.
It wasn’t a sexy kiss. It was a kiss of desperation. Brian kissed her back with all the longing, all the pent-up emotions that he’d been holding back, all the wishes he’d had during the week…
Then she broke away.
“It was a really good week.” Turning away, she hurried to her bag and picked it up, pausing only to glance over her shoulder. “Thanks for letting me stay with you.”
“Anytime,” he said stupidly. Stupid because it wasn’t like they were ever going to be in this situation again. It was a one-in-a-million chance it had happened at all.
She gave him a half-hearted smile, then… she was gone, and he was left staring at an empty doorway. His entire chest hurt, but there was nothing he could do about it.
This was what they’d agreed on.
He just wished…
He wished they’d gotten their last night.