BarefootParadise (2 page)

She thought about him a lot that night as she lay in the
hotel room bed. Could he be the one who she needed? He certainly wasn’t what
she expected. He was straitlaced on the outside but there was something in his
gaze that told her a dark side of him was waiting to be unleashed.

But she had her doubts. She had been wrong before.

However, the glasses and straight-cut jacket were quite a
change from the half-naked man she had met in the pool.

Before she finally fell asleep she decided that he was sexy
enough to take the chance.

Steve showed up at breakfast the next morning as she was
sitting on the hotel’s outdoor patio, drinking juice.

He smiled at her from across the patio and made his way to
her. It gave her a few seconds to look him over. He was dressed for the pool
again this morning, wearing nothing but dark-blue shorts, a tight white t-shirt
and sandals. His glasses were gone and his sandy hair was in disarray, as if he
had been running his fingers through it. His dark-chocolate eyes caught her
violet ones as he neared her table.

“Good morning,” he said to her.

“Morning,” she replied as she pushed a chair out with her
bare foot so he could join her.

He watched the movement of her foot intently before he took
his seat. She didn’t know what that was all about but it had been more than
just a glance.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked.

She stared at him and suddenly thought that all of this
small talk was silly. She knew what she wanted and there was only one way to
find out if that was what he wanted too.

She had to be brave and just ask him. It was something that
she never would do at home but here, with the warm, salty ocean air blowing
around her, she felt as if she could do it.

“I slept all right. Even if I was a bit lonely,” Gwen told
him and watched his face carefully. Even though she was reclined and looked
relaxed she felt the zing of excitement race along her nerves.

His eyes widened slightly and he leaned back in his chair to
look at her.

“A woman as beautiful as you should never be lonely,” he
finally replied.

She smiled at him. It wasn’t the line she had been hoping
for but it was a start.

“Thanks for the compliment.”

“I only state the truth,” he said with a smirk and a wink.

She smiled back at him and put her bare feet up on the
opposite chair. Her pink-painted toenails stuck out slightly from under the
tablecloth but she wasn’t worried about it.

They sat quietly for a moment and Gwen gazed out at the
clear sea-foam-green waters of the ocean.

“Are you off chaperoning duty now?” she asked him.

He didn’t answer immediately and she turned back to him. He
was staring at her toes. It was a little strange but he had an intent look on
his face that was far from disgust.

“Steve?” she said to catch his attention.

“What? I’m sorry. What did you say?” he said as he tore his
gaze from her feet.

“Chaperoning. Are you off the hook?” she asked again.

“Uh. Yeah. Judy got here this morning and took over. She’s
the head coach. I swear I was so happy to see her when she got here that I
almost hugged her.” He chuckled and it flowed over her like warm honey. She
wondered what his laugh would sound like close to her ear, sending those little
shivers down her back that she had been too long without.

“Are you leaving then?” The thought hadn’t occurred to her
before and now she wondered if he would be flying out this afternoon. It left a
sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“No. I actually extended my trip until the end of the week.
When are you leaving?”

“Not until Friday morning,” she replied. Since it was only
Monday they had plenty of time and she felt an irrational sense of relief that
he wasn’t leaving.

“I was hoping you would say that,” he said with another one
of his smirks. “What are you doing after breakfast? Do you want to go to the
pool with me?”

Gwen smiled her best smile at him and he blinked. It was the
first time in a long time that she had really felt beautiful.

“I’d love to, as long as there won’t be any volleyballs flying
at my head.”

He laughed, deep and heavy, and she loved it. “I wanted to
apologize for that. Marissa is something else.”

“Have you ever given her a reason to think you were
interested in her?” she asked.

“No, actually I have gone out of my way to be sure that she
understands I’m not.”

“Then don’t be sorry. I can see why she would go for you. I
need to go back to my room to change.”

He smiled and stood. “Do you mind if I walk you?” He held
his arm out to her in a charmingly old-fashioned way.

“Not at all.” She stood and linked her arm with his as they
walked to her room. They talked about little things along the way, how gorgeous
the ocean was and the white-colored beaches.

When they got to her room she invited him in to wait for her
as she changed into her swimsuit.

She hurried. Once she had closed herself in the bathroom she
couldn’t remember if she had left her bright-purple vibrator out on the bed or
not. She never left home without it. She hustled into her bikini at warp speed
and went back to the bedroom.

He was sitting on her bed and staring at the vibrator that
lay in the middle, standing out brightly against the white bedspread.

Steve caught her gaze and shot a knowing grin her way. “Does
this help with your loneliness?” he asked as he picked it up and tossed it back
and forth from hand to hand. It gave her a strange feeling to see his fingers
holding something that was so personal.

Gwen felt her cheeks heat. “Not particularly but it takes
the edge off.”

He tossed it back on the bed and stood, stopping when he was
only a breath away from her. She could smell his cologne. It was something dark
and spicy.

“Think I could help?” he asked as his arm snaked out to go
around her waist and pull her against his chest.

“I hope so,” she said as she put her hands flat on his chest
and rose up on her toes to reach his mouth.

He let her kiss him, not taking the lead until she slipped
her tongue out to run it across his lips.

He groaned low in his chest and she felt the vibrations in
her fingertips.

Steve locked his arm around her tightly and used the other
to grab a fistful of her long dark hair and tilt her head. His tongue went
deep, so deep she had a hard time kissing him back. But she loved every second
of it.

The open, wet kiss sucked the air from their lungs and they
both pulled back suddenly so they could catch their breath. He released her and
his fingers went to the ties of her bikini top, undoing them and letting it
fall to the floor.

He took a step back to stare at her breasts and her nipples
went hard and achy in seconds. His hands covered her breasts, molding them to
fit his hands as he moved them in circles.

It felt amazing and she moaned when he lifted them and let
them go, making them bounce up and down on her chest. He pulled his shirt over
his head and jerked her back against him, smashing her aching tits against his
rock-hard chest and lifting her feet off the floor.

They both moaned and then his mouth was on hers again.

He kissed like he meant it. It was hungry and passionate.
Exactly what she wanted.

Suddenly she realized that maybe she hadn’t known exactly
what she wanted until right this minute. She had wanted more than just sex. She
had wanted to feel a connection, a link with another human, even if it was only
briefly.

But then her mind emptied as he guided them toward the bed.
Their tongues dueled back and forth and she squeezed her arms tight around his
neck. He lifted her suddenly and wrapped her legs around his waist before he
sat on the edge of the bed. It forced her to lean back from him a little and
she caught his heated stare.

His hands gripped her hips and ground her against the thick
cock straining against his swim shorts.

“Is that what you want, Gwen?” he groaned in her ear.

“Yes,” she said without hesitation.

“Please tell me that you have a condom. Or two.”

His tone implied promise and it sent a shiver of excitement
down her back.

“I have a whole box,” she whispered saucily as she licked
his ear.

He visibly shuddered and she couldn’t help licking the shell
of his ear again.

“Thank god,” he said as he stood suddenly and turned,
dropping her gently to the bed. She had never had a man who lifted and moved
her around as easily as he did.

“Where are they?” he asked.

“Still in my suitcase.” She pointed to the floor. She hadn’t
bothered taking the box out and it was the only thing left in there.

Steve grabbed the condoms quickly and threw them on the bed
next to her. His hands pushed his shorts down over his hips and they dropped to
the floor.

Gwen sighed in pleasure at the sight and her thighs clenched
in anticipation. He lowered his body slowly and came down on top of her. His
weight was a welcome heaviness, as well as the heat of his skin.

He met her mouth again, this time taking it passionately.
When his tongue went into her mouth she sucked on it, pulling it from his mouth
even farther.

He groaned and kissed her hard enough to have their teeth
clicking together. Her legs spread as he put more weight on her and then he
reached between them to pull at the strings at her hips.

With a couple tugs the bottoms of her bikini came loose and
fell limply to the bed. The last barrier was gone between them. Her hands
roamed his smooth back and then his hard, silky shoulders.

She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh as
he kissed a trail from her neck down.

Her body arched up toward his mouth as his kissing got
closer to her breasts. When he finally reached them she groaned loudly as he
sucked the first peak between his lips.

His mouth was warm and wet on her and she wanted more.
Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pulled him closer to her chest, making
him suck harder.

Steve lifted his head suddenly and his smoldering gaze
caught hers. “I can’t wait any longer, Gwen.”

It was music to her ears. “Then don’t,” she told him as she
nibbled on his earlobe.

He reached for the box of condoms and ripped it open above
her head as she made herself busy by sucking and biting gently on his shoulder,
tasting his skin.

He lifted his weight up and knelt between her legs after he
got the condom open and he slid it on quickly. She smiled up at him and he
grinned back down at her.

It was a moment that froze in her mind. One that she would
remember always.

He moved back and she made a sound of distress as he moved
away.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’m just going to make sure you are
ready for me,” he said as he lowered his face between her legs. When she saw
his intent she stifled her objections.

The first lick of his long tongue against her quivering clit
had her practically coming off the bed. He held her legs open and licked her
again, this time covering more of her folds.

She moaned her encouragement and his mouth closed over her
clit and he sucked. It was incredible. Hot and wet. The kind of feeling that
was so intense it brought tears to her eyes.

His tongue flicked back and forth quickly, fluttering
intently.

Suddenly her orgasm was upon her and she screeched as
tremors racked her body. He groaned and slid a finger in her tightening pussy,
going in and out in time with her peaks of pleasure.

Before the waves had faded all the way he was over her,
positioning his hard and quivering cock at her entrance. He didn’t hesitate
and, bracing his weight on his forearms, sank into her deep and hard.

Gwen relished the feeling of him stretching her out to take
his size. But he didn’t give her long to enjoy it before he was withdrawing and
slamming home again and again.

“Oh yeah,” he groaned above her and picked up the pace. She
lifted her legs to wrap around his waist and he lifted his weight up onto his
hands. He thrust hard and her breasts bounced in time with him.

Steve stopped suddenly and pulled out, making her growl in
frustration. He unwrapped her legs from around his waist and wove them over one
of his arms. Pressing them together, he tossed them over one of his shoulders.

He laid his weight back on her and laced their fingers over
her head. The position left her unmovable, her ass lifted and her feet close to
his face.

He plunged inside her again and they groaned in unison.

“God, you are so tight,” he said as he pulled back and
pushed in deep again, spreading her.

Gwen let out a squeal and he stopped.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No. No, keep going, Steve. Don’t stop!” she demanded as she
shook her head back and forth.

He smiled down at her and kissed her hard as he moved his
cock within her.

She lost all track of time as he banged her hard and steady.
Their bodies glistened with sweat and he stared down at her as the noises of
their skin slapping together got louder.

Gwen could hold on no longer and she came. Her legs went
tight and she felt the waves of pleasure crashing out from her pussy down her
thighs and all the way to her toes. A scream ripped from her throat and Steve
turned his head to lick the top of her foot.

But she wasn’t too far gone to notice it was in that moment
that he reached his own peak. He thrust hard once more and growled long and low
as he threw his head back, his eyes squeezing shut.

Steve collapsed heavily on top of her and she realized that
her legs were numb and tingling from her hips down.

She shifted in discomfort and he pulled out and rolled off
her, both of them breathing heavily. Gwen lay in a puddle of satisfied female
flesh, unable to will her limbs to move.