Placing her hand on his chest, she firmly pushed him onto his back.
Laying there, watching her, he was tantalised by her very presence, as she slowly let her hands play across his chest and down into the dark curly hair around his navel.
She slowly rolled a condom onto his large, erect penis, swinging her leg across him, kneeling above him, his quivering cock just a few millimetres away from her tight little ass.
“Well, you want me?”
“Yes,” he said, breathless with anticipation, as she sank onto him, allowing him to slowly penetrate her right up to the hilt.
In all his years, Luis could not remember anyone like this; for she knew instinctively what to do to send him wild as he kissed and caressed her breasts, as she slowly raised and lowered herself on him.
He was not long.
After a few moments, he started to thrust faster and faster, eventually culminating in a grunt as he ejaculated.
He lay back, completely sated so she smiled, as she let him slip out.
She kissed him and he looked at her.
“That was magnífico!” he said, as she rolled him over and started to massage his shoulders.
He lay there completely relaxed as her fingers eased the stress from his back, neck and shoulders. Within fifteen minutes he felt himself becoming aroused again and she allowed him to place her on her back, as she held her legs open for him.
This time he was longer, he pounded away at her and again he came as never before. Michelle felt curiously detached, although she admitted that the sex wasn't unpleasant, she was more interested in the power she held over this man. She smiled as he collapsed exhausted next to her.
She held him for a moment, then leaving him on the bed; she went into the small shower and washed herself. She replaced the sticking plaster and the bikini, wrapping the sarong around her once more.
Luis was sitting naked on the bed.
“Well, was I what you expected?” she asked, and sat on the stool in front of the dressing table.
“You were so much more!”
“Think how much better it would be if I had the right equipment,” she said with a smile.
For about the first time in his life, Luis actually could imagine making love to her as a woman and he still found the thought erotic.
“Is it what you really want?” he asked, watching her brush her hair.
She paused for a second and met his eyes in the mirror.
“It is all I have ever wanted!” she said and the despair was evident in her voice, no act was required.
He nodded.
She was far too beautiful to be a boy.
It was a shame, but he felt that it was only right. She should not have to live as something she detested.
He took a shower, but she was not in the cabin when he returned. He dressed and went up on deck. She was stretched out in the sun, having removed her top and leaving only the thong in place. He stood and admired her beauty for a moment and smiled.
“Did anyone tell you it is rude to stare?” she asked, her eyes still closed.
“You are so perfect!” he said.
“Not quite,” she answered.
“I think you are.”
She smiled and opened her eyes. “You are biased,” she said.
He even found her accent erotic.
Chapter 7.
The days turned into weeks and Gabriella Sanchez was lulled into a false sense of security. She saw the DEA change their priorities and passed on this information to the island control room. In due course Luis was informed and he simply smiled. His whole life had taken on a new meaning.
When Nadia had died, he thought his heart would break. She had been so much part of his life for so long, that he finally thought he had found his soul mate. But it was not to be; fate played a cruel hand and took her from him. Then fortune smiled and sent Renate to him.
He watched his golden girl as she swam her one hundred lengths in the pool. He could not help but smile as he watched her. She was just so sleek and graceful; it was a constant wonder how she managed to look so wonderful.
He was under no illusions and was aware that she did not love him. He adored her, he desired her and he lusted after her, but he did not love her. He thought he needed her and that was about as close to love as he had ever come. He almost loved Nadia, but truthfully, the only person Luis loved was Luis.
She had been on the island for three weeks and seemed more than content to remain there. At Luis’s insistence she accompanied Maria on a shopping trip to Miami. She enjoyed travelling on her new Guatemalan Passport that informed the world that she was Renate Heber and that she was female.
It was quite legitimate, apparently, as Luis had a contact with the Guatemalan government. She even had a US Visa stamped in the first page.
Maria was a real sucker for new clothes, so they spent many hours spending vast amounts of cash on clothes that Michelle would normally only enjoying looking at. Luis had given her $10,000 in cash and told them to enjoy themselves. However, the one drawback was that they had a minder.
Carlos was about six three and looked like a weightlifter. His white tee shirt was three sizes too small, as it was an XXXXL. His task was to remain in sight at all times. Luis had lost one lover so was not going to lose another as quickly.
Maria was trying on some shoes, so Michelle had wandered a few shops along and was looking at the window display. Carlos was sitting at a coffee bar where he could watch the two women and chat up the Hispanic assistant.
Michelle saw a dress she liked and entered the store. While she was looking at the rack, a woman said something to her. She hadn’t been listening, so she looked up and saw a familiar face. She couldn’t remember the name, but knew she was a DEA agent.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” she asked.
“I can’t believe the prices of these clothes. I’m on holiday from New York, and these prices are way outa my league,” Jenny Harris said.
Michelle glanced at Carlos and made sure that the other woman got her drift.
Jenny nodded, and smiled. “I was telling my Uncle Sean about this place and he would never believe me.”
“You should tell him about a friend of mine. He has this island and would you believe he has a fortress built under a hill. Even the power room is there, with over fifty servants.”
Carlos was on the move, so Jenny smiled and moved to another rack. Michelle selected the dress she had admired and went into the fitting room. It was beautiful and when she came out, the other woman was gone. Carlos watched her through the window so she smiled at him as she paid for the dress.
Maria joined her and they decided they wanted to get some lunch.
Utilising Carlos as a mule for all their bags, they found a delightful café overlooking the sea and sat and ordered some lunch. Carlos made a decision, leaving the two women to place their purchases in the hire car.
“It is a real pain, but I think Luis is getting rather protective of you,” Maria said.
“I had noticed. I thought you said that I could leave any time?”
“That was before you took him to bed. You may find it more difficult now.”
Michelle shrugged.
“If I can get what I want, then I have no problem with that. I somehow think his attraction for me will wane when I am more a woman,” she said.
Maria laughed.
“That is certain. But we have to make sure your successor is found before too long.”
Michelle frowned.
“Why?”
“Luis was talking about getting you the operation next month,” Maria explained as the waiter arrived with their salads.
“Next month?”
Maria laughed at the German girl’s reaction.
“Well, you must admit, he is smitten by you.”
They ate in silence, but Michelle’s mind was in a spin. This meant she must try to get things done as soon as possible. Should she let Luis pay for the operation, or should she take advantage of the US government’s generosity? She felt a pang of guilt, as she was betraying Maria, Luis and everyone else.