Pleasure Cove: Where love is hot on the beach! (11 page)

Carrie lifted her head so Bob could see the dark chocolate streaks on his penis and she began to lick them off. “My God, what a sensation,” he stammered. Before he could say anything else, Carrie buried her mouth over his penis and sucked up the last of the chocolate.  Rising up, she kissed his lips so he could taste it, too.

“Want some more?” she challenged in a deep, husky whisper.

“Oh, yeah, I love it, Carrie," Bob panted looking down at his engorged shaft.

Diving into the bag, she pulled out a handful of chips feeding several to Bob before tossing some into her mouth. She dropped her head to continue her chocolate fantasy. Around his penis her tongue swirled and pressed. She nipped his skin with her teeth then soothed it with warm chocolate. Just as she sucked upward to capture some of the chocolate, her hand grabbed his shaft and pressed downward to create tension.

“Bob, you look like my shadow lover again,” she joked when his penis remained brown from warm chocolate.

“I guess you’ll just have to lick it off,” he sighed leaning back on the sofa to watch.

“It’s my pleasure. Just give me a second to get some water.” She returned from the bathroom with a water glass and steaming bath towel.

Once again she dropped chocolate into Bob’s mouth and kissed him before she licked the chocolate from his hardening cock. Then, she took the warm towel and wrapped it around his penis. Her hand came over the towel to rub up and down.

“Carrie, that feels wonderful. My balls want some of that.” She took one end of the towel and pulled it down to cover his testicles. Pushing the towel down, she put his hot penis in her mouth then teased its head with flicks of her tongue.

Bob thrust his hands into her hair and moaned as she continued loving him with her mouth. His body wrapped around hers and his hips thrust to her motions.

“Come here, sweetheart, let’s move to the bed so we can love each other.” Bob pulled her up with his hands and as they stood, his cock jutted out between them. Wrapping her into his embrace, Bob rolled his hips rubbing his shaft against her belly.

“Look what you do to me,” he breathed. She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him with all the love that was in her heart. Bob returned her passion and they held each other as they shared a long, deep kiss.

Breathless and aroused Carrie parted from Bob’s arms and grinned before she raced for the bed. “Catch me if you can,” she teased jumping onto the bed and rolling onto her belly. Bob followed and leaped up to straddle her legs. He kissed her neck and shoulders before rubbing his chest up and down her back. She laughed with pleasure. His hands came up to massage her back drawing sweet moans from Carrie. She felt his hot shaft tease her butt cheeks as his hands moved down to her sides.

“I want your cock to tease me,” she pleaded. “I love it making quick strokes at the top of my lips.” Bob guided his shaft with his hand tempting her with short little thrusts then bringing his cock slowly down the length of her crotch. He felt the moisture seep onto his penis and he smiled.

“You are ready for me,” he gasped, “Do you know how that makes me feel? Like an animal that could mount you and drive into you.”

Carrie lifted her head over her shoulder, “Sometimes I feel like an animal, too. But, tonight I want to see you, Bob. Let me turn over so we can look at each other as we come.” Bob helped Carrie turn and immediately kissed her navel before working his way back down to her heated core.

“Your love juice has such a sweet smell. He dipped his tongue into her vagina. “Mm-m,” he moaned as he captured her inner labia between his lips. Carrie wreathed beneath him and reached her arms out to bring him up to her.

Chanting “Let me taste” she pulled his head down to hers and thrust her tongue in his mouth to get her fill.

Bob surrendered to her control and let her wrap her legs around him as their kisses continued. She raised her hips so his cock slid into her wet center. He heard her sigh as his member filled her being. “Oh, that is so-o good,” she panted as they begin to move in rhythm. She opened her eyes and placed her hands on Bob’s face, “I love you,” she whispered. With his heart pounding, he smiled down at Carrie and thrust into her as he rained kisses on her face. She moved urgently and captured his lips in a deep kiss so her tongue matched his. His moans pushed her over the edge and she cried out in surprise at the intensity of her climax. It left her breathless.  Bob slowed and cradled her till her normal breathing returned.

“I want you to come,” she whispered, “Your juice is so hot it sends me off. Don’t hold back, baby, give it to me,” she begged as she lifted her legs to take him deeper.

Bob rose up on his knees and spread them to widen her opening. Massaging her breasts with his hands, he began a slow thrusting in and out, in and out of her center.  Carrie encouraged him with her low groans, “That’s it, I want you.” Carrie watched as the muscles in his body tightened and she squeezed his arms before moving to his nipples. “Oh, they’re as hard as your cock,” she exclaimed.  She rubbed across his nubs and smiled up at him, “Now, you can be my animal.”

He threw his head back and growled as he moved hard and fast spilling his seed with final thrusts. He bowed his head to catch his breath. Carrie could feel his heart pounding under her hand. They both throbbed from the power of their lovemaking.

Bob rolled to the side and brought Carrie with him so his arms were around her waist. She could feel his heavy breathing on her back. She lay quietly with her hand over his. Her body hummed with satisfaction. She thought back over the evening and was pleased that Bob had worked through his wine moment. She knew what thoughts of self -doubt felt like from her writing. It actually comforted her that he recognized her creativity. She did give his life new excitement and she was happy about that.

She turned to face Bob touching his face gently. “That was a helluva ride, cowboy.” He grabbed her hand and squeezed it. “You can put me out to pasture now, ma’am.”

“Seriously, Bob, I want you to know I’ve never had sex like this before with anyone. When I first met you, I was attracted to how bright and accomplished you were. I love intelligent men. But, I think I have to move sex to the top of my list now.”

Bob touched her chin with his hand, “It won’t be like this all the time. When a work problem comes up, I can be a bear. ”

“Then we’ll have bear sex rolling around on the floor grunting,” Carrie quipped. “I’m not naïve, Bob; I know relationships have ups and downs. I do believe if our passion stays this strong we’ll find compromises that work. It’s a lot of give and take.”

“I don’t have a good track record, Carrie, and I’m telling you now because I do love you.  I put work first and it requires travel. I may not be around when you need me. And if you complain, I can throw up walls.”

Carrie stretched over his body, pinning his arms with hers and looked into his eyes, “Any other secrets you want to share while I have you captured?”

“No, I’m being serious. For this one moment, I’ll be honest and give you a chance to walk away before you’re hurt badly. I care that much about you.”

“So, you’re a man of honor. What happens if I’m not scared of your flaws, Bob? None of us are perfect.”

“Then, we see where this goes. I will do my best to give and take.” He rolled her over and smothered her with kisses.

Chapter 16

Three days later Bob laid the phone back in its cradle. He stood and paced the room. “Not now,” he complained, “I don’t want to go to Chicago this weekend.” His brother, John, had called laying on a guilt trip that he hadn’t seen his aging mother in several months. But, he knew the real reason John was luring him back to Chicago. He wanted Bob to return to the family enclave. His immediate family had not accepted his divorce and move out West.

He poured himself a glass of Scotch looking at his work calendar. If he moved a couple of appointments, he could manage a three day weekend. It would give him a chance to spend time with his kids. He better make another call to arrange that. As he reached for the phone, it rang. When Bob answered, he recognized Juanita Lopez’s voice calling from the motel.

“Hello, Senor Roberto,” she said. “I have some good news to report.”

“Excellent, Juanita, “I want to hear all about it.”

“I watched the security camera tapes and it shows Miguel and Pedro entering Mary’s house at night just as you saw when you were here. So, I began chatting with the other maid and the cook about Pedro to see what I could find out about him. I also followed him after work for a couple of days to see how he spends his time when he’s not at Pleasure Cove.”

“What did you find out?” Bob asked curiously.

“Miguel has been living with Pedro for the past few days. He hangs around the house in the day time, but goes out at night. I followed him to The Spa Motel where he met someone in the bar. I did get photos of them that I’ll send with my first report. ”

Remembering Pedro’s conversation, Bob said, “Then Pedro lied to me when he said Miguel was in Mazatlán. Why is he covering for him?”

“My guess is that Miguel is working for the timeshare company and Pedro is his accomplice,” replied Juanita, “But I have to find proof of that. I’m going in tonight to scan the motel computer and see what I can find. If Pedro sent any emails from work, they might tell us something more specific. I’ll also check file access dates. If Pedro is copying motel files for Miguel, the dates might help us build a timeline.”

“Good work, Juanita. Is there anything you need from me?”

“No, things seem to be going well for the motel. Alfredo brought down some fishermen so the motel had a good weekend.”

“Write down this cell phone number, Juanita, just in case I’m traveling. You must be able to reach me at all times. Jose had hoped you could do your work within one or two weeks. Does that sound reasonable to you?”

“I’ll know better after tonight. If I have to follow both of them it might take longer. So far Jose has left me alone and that’s exactly what I need to do my job.”

Bob ended the call and finished his drink.
A happy note to end this day,
he thought. I wonder if Pedro is being used, or if he’s a willing accomplice. Money would be tempting to a young man in a small village where work opportunities were scarce.

Carrie has just crawled into bed with a good book when the phone rang. She looked at the phone and recognized Bob’s number before answering. “Did you call to kiss me goodnight, my love?”

“Of course,” Bob replied cheerfully, “How’s my girl?”

“I’m all tucked in after a long day of writing.” She laid her book down and brought the phone up to her shoulder, “Do you know any good bedtime stories?”

“Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who let down her golden hair …Or did you want something else?”

“Rapunzel, you’re cute, Bob. I wanted you to tell me how much you want to kiss me all over. Remember that call from the beach when you missed me?”

“Well, that is true but I called to share some news. I heard from the private investigator today.”

“Good, a spy story. Tell me all about it. I love the sound of your voice over the phone.”

“It seems that Miguel is living at Pedro’s house so everyone thinks he’s in Mazatlán when he’s really in the village having night-time meetings. Our security camera has caught Miguel and Pedro going into Mary’s house again at night.”

“Why?” Carrie asked. “What do they need that’s in Mary’s house?”

“We don’t know the answer to that, yet. Juanita is going to work tonight so she can check the motel computer and see if Pedro is sending emails or scanning files.”

“Does Mary have a computer in her house? Maybe they are forwarding the files from her computer so there’s no trace of the activity.”

“That’s good thinking, Carrie; I’ll ask Juanita if she can check out Mary’s house. We never got around to it.”

“So, what else is new in your busy life?” queried Carrie. “Will we have some time together this weekend?”

“I’m not sure, Carrie, I’m waiting to hear from my kids in Chicago. My brother is pressuring me to fly back and be with the family for Mother’s Day. I haven’t seen them since the holidays.”

“I see,” Carrie replied slowly, “and Mother’s Day is not the time to introduce a new woman into the mix because it's family time.” She let out her breath slowly.

“I’m sorry, Carrie, but it would just be awkward. I have never taken anyone back home with me. It’s been over three years and my mother still asks about Diane.”

“I only have one question, Bob. When will it be right to move on with your life and bring someone new into the picture? I think you have to make that decision. It’s possible your family will stay where they are until you initiate the change.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Carrie. I told you last weekend that I’m no good at relationships.”  Carrie could tell that Bob was getting defensive so she took another breath staying calm.

“If you’re honest with yourself, this is not about me and you, either. It’s about your family controlling your emotions so they can keep you in their fold. You deserve a chance to build a new life, Bob, and I bet your family can accept a new partner if you tell them it makes you happy.”

Shaking his head in disbelief, Bob chuckled, “You nail me every time, Carrie. I admit I have kept every relationship from them. It is just easier that way. I have my life in California that I keep separate from my family.”