No More Wasted Time (7 page)

Taking pleasure in the heat of his mouth, she began to shake
uncontrollably. All of her emotions came rushing to the surface, covering her
in a tingling sensation. His fingers threaded through her hair and cradled her
face with his thumbs. Teasing her, he plunged his tongue deeper, sending
pulsating waves rippling through her very core. Craving more, she wrapped her
arms around his neck and molded her body to his. Feeling his erection, she
urgently thrust her hips forward searching for more. Her heart hammered
violently in her chest as her fingers twisted through his dark hair. Tess
pressed forward taking his mouth with hot, wet, indecent kisses, savoring the
flavor of his lips.

He eased back and placed his palm over her pounding heart.
“Easy,” he whispered with a smoldering laugh. Both chuckled as she buried her
face in his chest.

Tom led her away from the beach up into the palm trees. The
darkness concealed a bungalow tucked between lush foliage and palm trees.

“Holy crap! Is this for us?” Tess gasped.

“Yes.”

“It’s beautiful,” Were the only words she could utter before
he drew her into his arms, kissing her fervently, keeping up with her hungry
lips.

Standing under the starlit sky, he slid his hands down the
small of her back, following the curve of her ass, grasping it with the perfect
amount of tension. Tess softly moaned aloud, encouraging him to press himself
firmly against her. He clutched her ribcage and brushed his thumb over the
material covering her nipple, sending another set of ripples surging through
her. “Oh, God,” she whimpered.

Making their way inside, Tess unbuttoned Tom’s shirt,
exploring the details of his carved chest and stomach, letting her fingers play
with the thin trail of dark hair leading into his jeans. Wanting to know the
full extent of the force pressing against her hips, she unbuttoned his jeans
with trembling fingers. Reaching in, she stroked the length of him and a low
groan escaped his lips.

Nice
.

He reached down, taking hold of both of her hands. “Trust
me, Tess. Tonight is all about you.” Tom chuckled. “You can make it up to me
tomorrow.”

“I trust you,” she whispered under his lips.

He unzipped her dress, slipping it to the floor before
laying her back onto the bed. Tom took his time, sliding his fingers from the
hallow at the base of her neck to the center of her breasts, cupping one in his
hand. His warm, wet tongue tickled her nipple. He fastened his mouth over the
erect bud, taking it in and biting her tenderly before moving to the next.

Caressing her hips, Tom’s lips traveled down between her
thighs. She hung her head over the edge of the bed as his talented tongue
explored the soft skin between her legs before sinking inside her. All of her
worries faded away under the strokes of his tongue. Tess didn’t take long,
peaking almost immediately. Tears stung the corners of her eyes as her release
came again and again. Gasping for air, she opened her eyes and lifted her head
to watch him.

Rising up onto the palms of his hands, he pressed his body
on top of hers. Tess slipped her thumbs into the waistband of his jeans,
pushing them down past his hips. Raising her legs around his waist, her hands
took hold of his firm ass while her toes wriggled his jeans to his ankles. She
smiled up at him as she tossed his jeans to the floor with her toes.

Tom drew her leg up around his hip. Seeking admittance, he
nudged her gently.

In one swift move, she flipped him over onto his back. “Do
you mind if I drive for minute?” she grinned. “I’m a little nervous.”

He let out a chuckle and quickly imitated her maneuver,
pinning Tess to the bed. “I know it’s been a long time for you. I promise I’ll
be nice, but I’ll last longer if I drive.”

Tess relaxed, granting him access. Ever so gently, he eased
his ridge past her entrance, taking his time, slowly diving deep inside. What
she thought might be painful felt more like full-blown heaven.

“Holy crap!” she cried out, peaking again five strokes in.

“You okay?” Tom asked, halting his movement.

“Oh yeah, don’t stop.”

He remained still. “Don’t move, give me a sec.”

She nodded in agreement, reaching up to kiss his lips.
“Maybe you should come now so we could start again in thirty minutes.”

  “Give me just a minute, I’ll be fine.” His dark eyes
stared into hers intently. “Okay, I’m good now.”

He began to move again, slowly at first, then harder and
faster, giving himself to her fully. Raising her hips to meet his, she matched
him stroke-for-stroke. He spoke to her tenderly between eager kisses, “You feel
so good…The taste of your skin…I want you.”

Tess yearned for control. She’d been anxious at first, but
didn’t want him to be under the impression she was a timid lover. She wanted
him to desire her without limits or boundaries, needing him to handle her
passionately, like a lover, not like a fragile widow.

Without missing a beat, she rolled over on top of him. The
moon shone brightly through the open doors, allowing them to see each other
perfectly in the darkness. Her palms rested his chest as she stared down,
admiring his fit body. Her hips took control rhythmically, flowing to the sound
of the waves crashing against the outer reef.

Tom stared back just as attentively. “You are so beautiful.”
He cupped her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples.

Her passion laid dormant for over a year, but now she felt
alive, powerful and sexy. She wanted to be beautiful for him. Tess gently
removed his hands from her breasts and replaced them with her own. Raising her
hips up high and then diving down, she crested waves of sheer pleasure. Her
head dropped forward as she slowed down momentarily before the next set of
breakers, building deep within her came crashing in again. 

Tess lifted the damp hair from her neck, so the ocean breeze
would cool the sweat trickling down her back. Tom gripped her hips and held her
still, but she shook her head no, wanting to ride freely no matter what the
cost. “You don’t have to wait, it’s okay.” He released his grip, letting her
have her way.  

Knowing his gaze would follow hers, Tess eased her hips back
and gazed down to watch their bodies connecting intimately.

Peaking together this time, he let out a low groan, “Jesus,
Tess.”

She collapsed on top of him, sucking in air, trying to catch
her breath.

Minutes later she panted, “Whew. Thanks!”

“Thanks? You’re seriously thanking me?” he choked, bursting
into a shocked laughter. “If anything, I should be the one saying thanks.
You’re fucking amazing. Damn, Tess.”

Completely embarrassed, she giggled. “Not like that! You
know what I mean! Thanks for waiting.”

“My pleasure.” He laughed, pulling her tightly beside him.

Tess curled into the crook of his arm and hitched her leg up
over his hip. Tom stared up at the ceiling, languorously playing with a strand
of her hair. Her body felt heavy and sedated. Lying in the arms of another man
was somewhere she never expected to venture again. This was the first time
she’d ever engaged in casual relationship, a fling, a spontaneous affair. As
she peered up at Tom, nothing felt casual. Feeling the weight of uncharted
territory, she released a shaky breath of air she’d been holding.
He’s just
a rendezvous. He’s just a vacation. You can’t keep him
.

He smiled at her and gathered her closer into his arm,
brushing a kiss against her hair. “When’s the last time you had fun, Tess?”

“Other than the last few days? It’s been awhile.”

He turned on his side and propped up on his elbow, drifting
the tip of his finger over the contours of her neck and collarbone. “That’s
about to change. Cause
we’re
going to have a great time together. You up
for that?”

 She nodded. “I’m up for anything.”
With you
. She
added silently, settling into his arms and drifting off to sleep.

CHAPTER SIX

She woke to the sound of a boat in the distance, but Tom was
nowhere in sight. She rose onto her elbows, marveling at the plush rustic
interiors of the bungalow that she hadn’t seen the night before. Woven bamboo
paper covered the walls and several vases of freshly cut tropical flowers
adorned the room. As she stood, a balmy breeze rustled the thatched roofing.
Stiff, sore muscles brought a blush to her cheeks, remembering the night
before.

The bungalow was completely exposed to the outdoors. Tess
meandered toward the luxurious indoor, yet open to the outdoor bathroom. “Wow,”
she whispered. All of her things lay on a counter next to a stone basin,
perched atop a smooth tree trunk. She brushed her teeth and climbed back into
bed.

She spotted Tom walking down the beach with coffee and
breakfast. He sauntered into the room, giving her a cheeky smile and a big kiss
on the lips. “Morning, are you hungry?”

“I’m starving.”

“I thought you might be.” He chuckled. Tom set breakfast on
the table and grabbed his camera, snapping a picture of her half-wrapped in the
sheet and her hair blowing in the gentle breeze.

“Hey, you better erase that one,”  Tess complained.

“No way! You look scrumptious. I like this one.”

 After they enjoyed breakfast, Tom slid out of his jeans and
they ambled naked down to the beach to swim in the lagoon.

“I never knew this place existed,” she said in awe.

“I was counting on that last night. It’s part of a new
resort we’ll be staying at the rest of the time we’re here.”

“We’re not staying here?”

“Well, we could, although the bungalow I have for us at the
resort is exceptionally nice. But it’s a surprise.”

“Are you always full of surprises like these?” She asked
happily, already wanting to go back to bed.

“No, actually, I’m not. I wanted to do this for you. You
said it had been a long time, so I wanted it to be nice for you. Not to mention
you’ve been driving me crazy.”

“I’m driving you crazy?”

“I find you incredibly sexy,” he said, running his hands
over her skin.

“You think so, huh?” A smile danced across her lips as she
retreated from the water heading straight for bed, where they stayed for
several hours until Tayia arrived.

Referring to their resort as ‘exceptionally nice’ was an
understatement. The resort oozed elegance and luxury, putting a modern twist on
traditional Tahitian style. Their overwater bungalow sat secluded at the far
end of a pier.

When they stepped out onto the deck, Tess couldn’t believe
what she saw. “I’ve never seen a plunge pool in an over-water bungalow. Ever!”

Tom ordered an early dinner and a bottle of wine. She
immediately undressed and headed straight for the plunge pool. She noticed him
staring at her from the open doorway. Biting her lip provocatively, her
fingertips skimmed over the water. He undressed to join her. 

Three days went by before they actually left their bungalow.
They spent the day’s snorkeling coral reefs and skinny-dipping in the lagoon.
Their bungalow came equipped with its own kayak tied to the bottom step of
their deck and they paddled to a
motu
across the lagoon, in search of
tropical treasures. He took pictures of exotic birds and landscapes fit for a
calendar.

Tess’ body was trying to make up for the lack of sex over
the last year. Once they started, she didn’t want to quit. They could finish
after breakfast and she would be ready again before lunch and again after
dinner. Tom didn’t have any problem keeping up with her.
Thank God
.

Tess woke up early the following day wanting to run. She
quietly slipped on shorts and a tank top, trying not to wake Tom, but he lay in
bed, watching her.

“You’re not taking off on me, are you?” he taunted.

“Yes, I am, the last couple days have been torture.”

“It’s been terrible for me, too. Maybe you should come back
to bed so I can torture you some more.”

“I thought about going running, but you make a very good
distraction.” She gazed at his naked body, deciding if she should stay or go.

“Do you mind if I run with you? How far are you going?”

“As far as you’d like to go. Come with me.”

Tom dressed and grabbed his backpack. They ran for a few
miles, taking a trail that ended with a magnificent waterfall, pausing long
enough to skinny dip in the dark pool of warm water surrounded by lava rocks,
lush green palm trees, and colorful wild flowers. 

Heading back on the trail, it started to rain, followed by a
downpour. “Who ordered the rain? Tess joked.

He laid his hands on the sides of her neck and kissed her
with fervor. Tess’ heart pounded, drowning out the rain. She traced his muscles
under the wet shirt clinging to his body. Drenched with rain, Tom’s hair
appeared darker, the gray hidden, making him look younger as he stared down at
her, grinning wildly. “Do you trust me, Tess?”

“Yes.”

He clasped her hand as they hiked through the rainforest to
the top of a hill covered in grassy vegetation. Rain poured down on them. He
wrapped her in his sodden arms and kissed her forcefully, stealing her breath.
Before she could blink, he’d skimmed her shirt up over her head and untied her
shorts. Caught up in the moment, their bodies entangled on a bed of ferns
beneath them, colliding with the rhythm of the pounding rain, slowing as the
heavy droplets turned to a drizzle.

They lay on their backs and stared up at the sky through the
trees, gasping for air. Her long brown hair clung to her face, soaking wet with
black mud and fern leaves sticking out of it.

“Holy crap,” she panted bashfully.

“You’re unbelievable, Tess.”

Tom gathered mud on the tip of his finger and wiped it on
her nose and cheeks. She laid still, letting him finish his artwork, drawing
dots and lines down her arms, before she did the same to him. They received
several glances walking through the resort, but Tess couldn’t have cared less
they were covered in dried mud. She was only interested in Tom.