“Get down on the floor.” He pulled her from the chair. “On your hands and knees.”
“Yes.” Turning, she presented him with a stellar view of her all-too-luscious bottom.
He lowered himself to his knees behind her. Grabbing the condom he’d thrown on the coffee table, he sheathed himself with one hand, his other on the top of her back, pushing gently.
“Lower your chest to the floor, but keep that gorgeous ass up.”
Once again, she heeded his request and the tether on his patience broke.
Moving to her entrance, he pushed into her one inch at a time, making sure she could accommodate him this way. She was so small; he sometimes wondered that she could take him into her body at all. His concerns were obviously unfounded when she began her lovely, demanding pleas.
“More.” She thrust back at him in an attempt to quicken his pace. Gripping her hips firmly, he held her in place, giving her no choice but to accept his will.
Damn you,” she cried. “Move. Faster. Harder.”
He held firm on his resolve until her last word.
“Please.”
Recalling her torments of the night before, Rob decided to exact his own sweet revenge. Pulling completely out of her, despite her angry cries, he replaced his cock with his hand, gathering up her body’s juices before moving his soaked finger back to her anus. She stiffened at the first touch of his finger breeching the tight portal.
“Rob,” she replied breathlessly. “I’ve never—”
“Shh,” he hushed her, “I won’t hurt you. I want to play a little. I promised retribution for last night, you little tease.” His words were light. She relaxed and again, he was amazed by her trust in him.
Continuing to lubricate her, he slowly worked his finger in and out, rejoicing when she began to push back against it.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes,” she hissed. “God, Rob. I need you so badly.”
Once again, he lost the battle against her willing body and lovely demands. Unable to resist, he thrust into her pussy roughly and she countered with her own movements. Her whimpers and moans of satisfaction were the impetus he needed. Leaving his finger in her anus, he buried his cock over in the wet warmth of her pussy, fucking her with both. He felt the moment her orgasm claimed her as she clamped down hard on his throbbing cock. Her ass clenched his finger so tightly he thought it would break. The power of her climax was all it took to drag him along.
Pulling out of her body, he dragged her limp form over to him, cuddling her in the crook of his arm.
“Wow,” she whispered.
A grin tugged at his lips at her words. “Wow.”
It was nearly two a.m. when Rob made his way to the hotel bar. Given the late hour, most of the hotel patrons had called it a night. Meg was sleeping blissfully in his bed. After they’d roused on the floor, they had ordered room service and fed each other dinner in bed, taking turns using various body parts as utensils and plates. No matter how many times or how many ways he had her, he constantly wanted more. Now he found himself jealous of her clear conscience as his own peaceful rest managed to elude him.
“Good evening, sir.”
Glancing up, he was surprised to find Pierre. Pierre had worked for him since Rob graduated from Harvard Business School. Over the years, their relationship had evolved from employer and employee to one almost resembling a friendship.
“Pierre.” Rob gestured for the man to join him. “It’s good to see you again.” Pierre had served as his right hand man for a decade, traveling all over the world with Rob. However, when Pierre announced his desire to go into semi-retirement after a minor heart attack, Rob suggested he manage this resort on Eden Isle. Of all the places they visited, the small island was always Pierre’s favorite stop. The resort practically ran itself and—apart from the Timothy ordeal—the job didn’t cause Pierre undue stress “I knew you’d visit when you had time,” Pierre said.
“Has Meg’s luggage arrived yet?” She was worried about losing all her pretty new things.
“Not yet,” Pierre answered. “I called the airport as you requested. Once I mentioned your concern about the matter, the head concierge was consulted. I was assured it would be located. I’d be surprised if it didn’t arrive first thing in the morning.”
“And her rental car?”
“It’s been towed back to the airport.” Pierre was used to taking care of things for Rob, whose days were filled with numerous meetings and events.
“Good,” Rob replied. “Thank you.”
“The weather is clearing. The forecast is calling for a return of sunshine. Might you actually partake of some of this weekend’s events?”