CHAPTER 60: CHAPTER 60 VERY NICE

*ALORA*

After I had seen clearly the scars on his back, Caden had been a bit distance.

Or was I overthinking it?

He had been on his laptop for hours, saying he was catching up with work.

I shook my head.

Maybe it wasn’t healthy for me to also be curious about him.

After all, we were just fucking.

I didn’t need to get to know him.

I laid on the deck chair in front of the pool at the balcony. I was on a robe.

I was so far enjoying this trip.

I didn’t know being away from work would be so relaxing. I felt calmer, less agitated and I just did everything I wanted to do with my free time.

I had just finished swimming and I was currently resting until I felt the sun go down.

I opened my eyes and was startled to see Caden sitting on the deck chair beside me and staring at me.

I looked around.”Are you done with work? You startled me.”

How did he move so quietly, I didn’t notice.

Or maybe I was too lost in my thoughts to notice.

“Sorry, and yes, I’m done with work. Do you want to go out or something?”He asked.

“Maybe tomorrow.”I suggested.

He stared at me intently and I could tell what was going through his mind.

“What?”

“Can I see what’s underneath that robe?”

“Haven’t you seen it before?”I teased.

“I think I need to refresh my memory.”

I smirked as I untied the belt and shrugged my way out of the robe.

I let it stay under me like a slipcover over the chair. His eyes moved up and down my body, pausing very long on my breasts.

I blushed a little. The bikini top was small and I could almost feel him caressing me with his eyes.

I liked it.

I liked that he was looking at me, openly, lustfully.

I sat back and rested my hands on the arms of the chair, letting him look some more.

His eyes moved up to mine and he tried to hold there, but he kept darting a quick glanced down at my breasts, my legs then back up to my face.

I could feel myself getting very turned on.

Especially when he shifted, and I knew he was getting turned on too.

“Come here.”He said, his voice commanding.

I stood up, leaving the safety of my robe behind, completely and I walked over slowly to him.

He took my hand and I could clearly see the bulge in his pants which got me more excited.

“Sit here.”He said and pulled me down to his lap.

I started to sit on his laps like I would on a bench...

“No, straddle me.”He ordered.

I paused, then lifted one leg over him and sat on his lap, facing him.

I raised my arms up and placed them on his broad shoulders.

He gazed deep into my eyes, and I felt his strong, powerful hands lightly touch my sides.

I whimpered a little as his fingers brushed my bare skin, then worked their way up lightly up my back.

Every touch sent a thrill of hear through me, and I shuddered.

“Are you cold?”He whispered.

“No.”I swallowed.”Just...just turned on.”

He grinned and traced one of his fingers around my side of the bikini tip.

Then he began to caress everywhere there was exposed skin.

The top swells of my breasts, the sides, my cleavage.

And since the top was rather small, it left a lot of skin to touch.

He pulled gently at the cloth and I almost had a heart attack.

Was he taking my top off?

Out here?

Sensing my worries, he assured.

“It’s just the two of us. No one is around and have you forgotten which floor we’re on”

I glanced around, it was indeed not possible for anyone to see us doing it here.

As much as I was concerned about doing it here, it felt exciting at the same time.

Heck, I could do it anywhere at this point.

He tugged at the top so that my boobs was slightly exposed. He began to softly brush my nipple with his fingers too.

He was killing me.

I wanted him to move onto other area but he kept away from them, teasing me, making me yearn for his touch even more.

By now, my nipples were diamond-hard under the cloth. Apparently he could see that, because he gave one of his self-satisfied grins and softly touched the points through the red material.

I moaned. He began to softly massage the little point through the cloth, circling it, stroking it, rubbing it gently, switching from one breast to the other, caressing the other nipple through the cloth.

And with his other hand, he moved down between my legs.

He brushed softly across the insides of my thighs, his touch like feathers or silk, then slowly advanced towards the bikini bottom.

At first, he stroke the edge, where the red cloth met my leg, tracing a line from my ass all the way around my thigh.

Then his fingers wandered across the red cloth. He stroked between my legs, tracing my lips, advancing softly up them until he reached the apex and another hard little point beneath the cloth that he began to circle with one fingertip.

Softly, slowly, then gradually harder.

My bikini bottom was soaked with my desire, it been a while since I swam out of the pool so this was definitely not because of the pool.

I whimpered and shuddered over and over.

I had to close my eyes for a second, I was so overcome with need.

Then I opened them again and stared at him.

I felt like I was drowning as I gazed into those icy gray depths.

At that moment, he had me.

He owned me.

One set of fingers softly brushed my nipples, the other teasing and playing with my clit.

And then he slipped his thumb beneath the edge of my bikini bottom.

I gasped as I felt his fingertip moved past my clit and caress my lips.

Then slowly inched back up.

My wetness made his flesh linger on mine, made it glide sensually across my skin.

He began to massage me in slow, soft, tiny circles and I could feel the heat and fire building faster and faster inside me.

The other hand pulled the bikini top askew. Then he circled his hand around my back and forced my upper body closer to him.

He bent his hand and took my nipple into his mouth, sucking wetly at it with his lips and his tongue.

“Uhmm...ahh.”I cried out and arched my back so he could take all of me in his mouth.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked as he started pressing harder on my clit, faster, stroking around in a circle, sending lightning bolts of ecstasy through my thighs.

At this point, I didn’t care if anyone was watching us.

“Don’t...don’t you dare stop!” I gasped, and he went back to sucking greedily at my breast.

He pulled the other one away from the triangle of cloth and began licking my other nipple too.

All the while, his thumb was pressing so sweetly, so amazingly on my clit, sending me into insane contractions of pleasure and bliss.

And then I came.

I screamed and grabbed the collar of his shirt, holding on for dear life, as his thumb swirled around me, pressing harder yet still soft, massaging me up and down, around and around.

Waves of liquid fire rolled through my belly and thighs. Straight up to my breasts where he sucked and licked, greedily, lusting for me, wanting me.

My body jerked and shuddered and I screamed again.

Then moaned and whimpered as the bolts of lightning receded and I collapsed on him, my head on his shoulder, and I trembled.

He kissed my neck and stroked my hair, he let his hands glide softly down my back, sending more shivers along my spine.

When I was fully recovered, I meshed back and rearranged my top so everything was covered.

Then I looked him in the face and smiled.

“How was that?” He asked.

“Very nice.”I bit my lip, deliberately seducing him even more.