Anarchy of the Heart (5 page)

He laughed as he pulled himself up from the
bed, amusing himself with the question of whether he was the steak
or the burger in his own analogy, and padded out into the kitchen
without bothering to put on clothes.

"Hey, what about the neighbors?" Caitlyn
called from the pool as he poured himself a glass of ice-cold
orange juice from the fridge, giving his erection a moment to
subside a little before he faced his fiancée.

She looked highly amused at his lazy nudity,
and then let out a surprised yelp as he casually strolled out into
the warm sunshine, completely unconcerned.

"Nobody can see," he said, only
half-believing himself. There were bushes and cypress trees to give
them privacy, and these villas were all spaced relatively far apart
- but who could really tell how secluded the pool was? Anyhow, the
feeling of the sun splashing all over him, and the gentle breeze
against his bare body was glorious.

"You're crazy," Caitlyn said, now launching
herself up out of the pool.

"I'm on vacation," he said, admiring her trim
body in her little black bikini, as she approached him and gave him
a brief smooch on the lips.

"You're going to need some sun block if
you're going to be an exhibitionist," she said, scampering over to
her sun bed, to pick up the bottle of factor 50.

Leo just breathed in the warm air, even
closing his eyes. It was so peaceful, there was only the distant
sound of an aircraft flying in along the coast to land at Nice
Airport.

"Here, I'll do your back," Caitlyn said,
squirting a dollop of sun cream into her hand as she stepped up
behind him. It was already warm when she pressed it onto his skin
and began spreading it over his back - she must have been out in
the sun a while that morning.

"What time did you get up?" he asked, feeling
his bare cock thickening a little as her hands glided down over his
buttocks and around his hips.

"Six," she said, apparently making well sure
his butt was covered with sun block.

"Wow," he said. "after last night?"

"It was so bright with those windows this
morning," she said, pouring a little more sun block onto her hands
before reaching around to begin spreading it over his chest.

He could feel her cool, wet body pressing up
against him as she coaxed the cream into his skin, and his morning
wood was quickly back in full force, though standing behind him,
Caitlyn couldn't see it.

"You should have woken me up," he said.

"You looked so peaceful."

Then she yelped as her hands finally reached
his groin, discovering his rigid shaft waiting there.

"Jesus, you are an exhibitionist!" she
gasped.

He chuckled, "What did you expect? You're
giving me a Bangkok massage or something back there."

She paid special attention to ensuring his
private parts were well covered by sun block, spending quite some
time in particular ensuring it was well absorbed into his
erection.

"Don't want you getting sunburned down
there," she said, feeling the need to explain herself, though he
was simply standing there enjoying the sensations of her hand
squeezing him, pumping him, lubricated by slick sun cream.

Now she broke off, and stepped in front of
him.

"Thank you," he said.

"Not done yet," she grinned impishly,
reaching up to kiss his mouth before crouching directly in front of
him.

Now she squeezed out more sun cream into her
hands, but began spreading it over his thighs and down his calves
and shins. But she also slipped the tip of his cock quietly inside
her mouth.

Leo let out a long groan as she somehow
managed to simultaneously suck his cock and protect his legs with
sun block. Her secret was in using one hand at a time to slather
cream on one of his legs, while using the other to support her
mouth in tending to his cock.

He was almost disappointed that she
eventually managed to complete her sun blocking assignment.

"Wow - you are insatiable!" he declared as
she rose to her feet, beaming.

"Can I help it if you come out here and
present me with that?"

"Fair enough," he said. "Best way to apply
the Factor 50, I suppose."

"Okay, mister, now you have to do me."

She turned away from him as he took the cream
and dutifully filled his palms before starting to spread it over
her shoulders and neck, while she held her long red-brown ponytail
out of the way. He loved the smooth texture of her skin, slick
under his touch thanks to the sun cream.

"Last night was pretty amazing, huh?" he
said, making sure every inch of her skin was covered in the oily,
coconut-scented fluid.

There was a pause as she reached behind to
unfasten her bikini top, and that brief hesitation suddenly gave
Leo the eerie sense that maybe he'd just had a particularly lucid
dream the previous night. Maybe he'd only imagined their incredible
lovemaking and his fiancée's apparent fantasy that he was a tanned
lothario from Madrid.

Then, as she allowed her top to
unceremoniously fall to the floor, she said: "It certainly
was."

Leo felt his cock jump, his insides turn to
molten led. He brought his hands down to cover her pale breasts in
sun cream, feeling her nipples hard under his touch.

"I should organize more business meetings if
you're going to come back that horny," he said.

"Maybe you should," she said, moaning quietly
at his focus on her breasts and stiff little nipples. "Only, I'm
not sure if I found Marco and Sofia again whether they'd want me to
just watch the next time."

Leo stepped around to coat her back in sun
cream, and he felt that tightness in his lungs as though the air
was suddenly very thick, making it difficult to breathe. He could
see, even standing behind her, that her face was blazing hot
scarlet again.

She was seriously aroused, and that made him
seriously aroused.

"Are you trying to make me jealous?" he said.
"Because you know that doesn't really work any more."

She giggled, "You don't know that for
certain."

"Maybe we should test it out," he brought his
hands down to her lower back now, and suddenly she was hooking her
fingers into the waistband of her swimsuit, and slipping the tiny
scrap of cloth down over her thighs to join her top on the
tiles.

"What are you saying?" she asked, as his
hands mirrored her own earlier treatment of his behind, spreading
the wonderfully sensual fluid all over her soft buttocks.

He pulled her to him, whispering in her ear:
"Maybe we should find your Marco, and see for sure if he can make
me jealous."

Caitlyn caught her breath, he'd shocked her
with that one - there was something satisfying about that, like
winning a point.

She was quiet a moment, still. Then she
turned, and peered at him, looking over his face as if to see if he
was only kidding.

She said: "You haven't done my legs. Between
them, either."

He crouched, and then kneeled in front of
her, looking up at the glorious sight of her naked body, from a
beautiful vantage point just below her pink, glistening pussy.

Leo breathed in deeply, his nose just inches
from her seeping pussy, inhaling the devilish scent of her arousal
blended with the clean fragrance of chlorine. If he hadn't been
aware of her uncertainty concerning oral sex, he'd be already
burying his face between her legs.

As it was, he could at least enjoy the spicy
aroma from her pussy, and perhaps even kiss his way around it a
little as he applied the sun cream to her legs.

"What if I said I knew where they usually
have lunch?" Caitlyn said.

"I'd say maybe we should go have lunch
there," he said, defending the point.

He finished up coating her thighs in sun
cream, and now kissed her abdomen just above the little triangle of
soft brown hair on her mound.

"I think you'd be jealous just having lunch
with Marco," she said, a good firm hit toward the baseline.

"Oh, I'd be okay having lunch with him, for
sure," he said, now squeezing out a final glob of cream to apply to
the pale flesh normally covered by her bathing suit. Then he added:
"Particularly if he's as charming as you said last night."

Caitlyn groaned as her fiancé started
spreading the sun cream over her smooth pussy, which she'd gone to
the trouble of waxing specially ahead of their vacation.

"Maybe I'd suggest you spend the afternoon
with them," Leo said, prodding her a little by adding: "You know,
really test out my jealousy."

She gasped again, quite loudly this time, and
it was clearly not from his fingers skirting over her pussy
lips.

She looked down at him, and he could see her
eyes flickering a little, assessing his entire face for signs that
he was only kidding, that there wasn't an ounce of truth in his
half-mocking suggestion that she spend more time with two confirmed
adulterers.

Her own face was flushed so brightly, it was
absolutely adorable, and it only made him want to shock her even
more.

Caitlyn blew air on her face in an awkward,
entirely ineffective attempt at cooling herself down. "I don't
think you could handle that," she said. "You'd be exploding with
jealousy - even if I agreed not to do anything when I was with
them."

Leo grinned, nodded, admiring her serve.

He felt his entire body quivering right now,
feeling almost feverish with a white-hot heat centered in his
chest, which he recognized easily as that old innate fear of his,
the baseless terror at thinking of his true love actually going off
with another guy, actually sleeping with him.

It was baseless, so why did it provoke such
strong feelings inside him? And did he hate the idea, or did he
crave it?

Like a thrill-seeking skydiver, he wanted to
overcome his fear, beat it. There was no reason for it, so why did
he feel this way?

At the same time, he could sense that Caitlyn
felt something similar, an uncontrollable anxiety about the whole
concept of other people coming into their five-year-old
relationship. What did she think about being with someone else? He
wasn't sure they'd explored it from her point of view.

"I'd handle it and then some," Leo claimed,
though deep inside, he actually had no idea whether he could handle
it, no matter how solid he felt his logic was.

Then he hit a return in an attempt to seal
the game, saying: "I'd be able to encourage you to go off with them
and do whatever you felt like doing."

He even added a little spin on the ball, to
catch her off guard: "I bet the real barrier would be whether you
could handle going off with them, and actually allow them to do
whatever they wanted with you."

She actually caught her breath again, and he
had a fair idea that her insides were churning molten lead, as much
as his own.

It felt like a winning shot, but she breathed
deeply, taking it, considering it, lining herself up for a
return.

"I'd be fine," she said. "It's only sex,
right? Only something physical. You're telling me you're not going
to have a problem with it, so why should I worry?"

Leo was stroking her pussy lips by now,
kissing her around the outside of her sensitive zone, and it was
quite apparent just how aroused she was, her moisture profuse, her
dark, earthy scent getting steadily more intense. Oh, how tempting
it was.

Then she added a hint of top-spin on her
return: "Even if Marco wanted me to suck his cock, I'd be fine. I
mean, you know, if you're saying you wouldn't be jealous."

Leo pulled himself up to his feet. Her blush
was almost as strong as his erection, and only drove him on to new
heights of lust.

He steered her over towards the gathering of
outside chairs - clean white cotton cushions on dark wicker
couch-like bases - and Caitlyn allowed herself to be steered,
leaned over the high armrest of one of the chairs as he pressed his
hard cock up against her behind, the hot flesh lodging between her
cheeks.

He said: "What if Marco wanted to slip his
cock inside you? I'd put money on you not being able to deal with
that."

Now he manhandled his cock in between her
legs, stroking it over her velvet skin, seeking out the center of
her moisture.

"You'd lose your money," she said, and let
out a long, sensual sigh as he eased forward and slipped his cock
inside her tight wetness. "I'd be able to handle Marco fucking me,"
she went on as Leo started to move inside her, stirring his hips to
push his full hardness all the way into her as she gripped onto the
chair.

"Couldn't you tell last night I could handle
it?" she added. "I'd get off on him fucking me."

He rammed her at that, almost rebuking her
for her insolence.

"Oh yeah, and he'd fuck me hard like that,"
she said, turning her head to flash him a cocky smile, though she
couldn't quite see whether it registered.

Leo took the hint, ramming her again and
again, pounding into her. It felt so good, they were both letting
loose with the moans and groans - if there were any neighbors
close, they couldn't fail to know what was going on in this villa
by now.

He was close, just hanging on, not wanting it
to end just yet - and then she stopped him, pushing back gently,
standing up, steering him now to take a seat on the chair so that
she could sit in his lap.

The chair was a lot more comfortable than
he'd thought it was, it really was like a couch. Caitlyn pressed
herself down on his hardness, but initially did not slide him back
inside her.

"You know," she said, "when I go off with
Marco, Sofia might prefer to go off with you, rather than hang out
with us."

He'd felt they were almost beginning to get
used to the idea of another guy fooling around with Caitlyn - at
least in a role-play scenario - but Leo hadn't even really thought
about the prospect of a certain French girl joining their attempt
to challenge the boundaries of their relationship.