“I’m not going to last long,” she panted. “It feels too fucking good.”
“That’s the idea, babe,” he said between licks. “I want you to come hard for me so I can sink my cock in deep.”
His words made her nipples tighten, and she began to rock her pelvis against his mouth. Everything was beyond fantastic. As she undulated, the beads shifted more, and her orgasm began to build faster. The tingling started deep in her thighs and wound its way up. “I’m almost there.” She wiggled against his mouth, causing his tongue to press against her harder.
Pete eased another finger inside her and began to thrust them in and out. “Come for me,” he told her as he quickened the pace.
After a few more licks from his talented tongue, she called his name and everything around her dissolved into blissful sensations as she orgasmed.
Pete eased back, keeping his fingers inside her, and as she orgasmed, he used his other hand to slowly pull the beads out, one by one.
As each one came out, Emma’s orgasm intensified, rocketing pleasure through her body, causing intense aftershocks. “That’s so good,” she moaned. “Oh!”
Once they were out, Pete tossed them onto a towel, gathered her legs, and rolled her up, spreading her thighs apart. “I’m not waiting one more second.” He positioned his cock at her opening, teasing the tip up and down against her clit, making her moan.
“Yes, now,” she pleaded. “Please. I want to feel you inside.”
He seated himself, rocking into her.
She closed her eyes, clutching the covers in her hands, bucking her hips into him, as she exploded again.
This was by far the best way she could’ve hoped to end this vacation.
* * *
As Pete sank himself into her wetness, he tried not to come instantly as Emma clenched around him, coming again. He wanted to last a few precious moments and enjoy it. This was their last night at the resort, and savoring it was in order. “So wet,” he managed. “I’m so close.”
He stilled inside her and she locked her legs around his hips.
A few moments later, she opened her eyes, grinning at him. “Trying not to come, huh?” she said. “I can fix that.” She began to fuck him, sliding off and on his cock like a piston. “Damn, I love that you’re so big. It’s so easy to come—” She arched her head back into the covers, her breath hitching and her breasts heaving as she orgasmed again.
Pete closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
It felt so good, but he didn’t want to have his release just yet. “You’re a total tease, you know that?” He stilled her by reaching around and gripping her bare ass, pinning it to him with his hands. “I’m not going to come until I’m good and ready. Understood?”
She gave a low, throaty laugh. “Maybe you should get the barbecue chips. I’m getting hungry after all these orgasms. We can have a quick snack, and you can take a break.”
He bent over, grabbed his wife by the waist, and hauled her up. “There will be no breaking and no chips in this bed. The only thing that’s happening here is fucking.”
She came up gracefully, staying fully locked on him, her arms winding around to grip his shoulders. He cupped her ass in his lap, and Emma immediately began to lift herself up and down. He loved this position, both of them sitting. He angled his cock up to meet her, and the mattress began to rock.
“I like being on top,” she purred into his neck while she arched up on him. “The control is divine.”
“I’m the one in control,” he answered, almost needing to bite the inside of his cheek because it felt so good, “so don’t forget it.” To demonstrate, he thrust up hard as she came down, causing her to moan as their bodies met with a loud clap.
“I forgot you were in charge,” she whispered to him wryly. “Probably because I can do this.” She arched back, arms over her head, her shoulders hitting the mattress, and began to pump onto his cock with her hips like she was riding a joystick.
“Jesus! You win! I’m going to come,” he called.
He exploded inside her, grinding against her. She pressed her pelvis into him as he came, rubbing her clit against his body. She yelled as she orgasmed again.
When he came down to earth, he dragged his limp wife back into his arms. He stroked her back, murmuring in her ear, “That was a perfect way to end our vacation.”
“It was wonderful. I’m so happy. And tired.” She buried her face in his neck, breathing hard.
“Do you want the chips now?” He chuckled. “I can feed them to you Cleopatra style.”
“Yes, please.”
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“It was for certain the most amazing place I’ve ever visited,” Emma told the girls. “The beaches were spectacular, and the accommodations rated more than five stars, if that’s possible.” They were all seated around a table at Ike’s, a great bar with specialty beer and burgers. Emma had been back for only a single day, but she’d been dying to fill everyone in, and the girls had all wanted to hear how it went. “It far exceeded my expectations going in. If any of you want to go, we’re happy to give you a glowing reference. But the very best part?” She glanced around at the looks of interest. “Pete and I are back on track, and I’m ecstatic. He really manned up. I think he realized for the very first time what it might be like without me, and he didn’t like what he saw.”
“That’s fantastic!” Caroline was the first to reply. “I’m so happy for you, and the resort sounds crazy beautiful. I’m going to talk to Jace about it tonight. I would love to go.”
“Oh, and you’re never going to guess who we met there!” Emma almost clapped. She couldn’t wait to tell them.
“Who?” Piper asked, setting her arms on the table. “Tell us! Your excitement is palpable.”
“Mallory”—Emma paused to give it the full effect—“Baldwin.”
“The supermodel?” Gillian said, picking up her beer. “You’re shitting us. She’s unbelievably gorgeous, and young, if I remember correctly.”
“Yes, she’s only twenty-two—almost twenty-three. I’m not kidding, and we became friends! It was like she was just one of the group the entire time. But, honestly, when I got home, I Googled her, and all I can say is holy wow! That woman can take a killer picture. She’s breathtaking in person, but even more so in the photographs. She’s fairly down-to-earth—and a little jaded, but that’s not saying much considering the business she’s in.”
“Who was she there with?” Caroline asked. “Did they do any swapping? I can’t stand that you met her! That’s so cool.”
Emma leaned in as the waitress walked by. “She was there alone and she visits all the time. Apparently, she got into modeling at a really young age, and in her words, sex is her drug of choice. But I’m not sure how long she’ll be single. I have high hopes for her.”
“How would you know that? Did she meet someone there?” Piper asked. “This is so surreal.”
“No, but this millionaire businessman we met is sending her to a private dating island! I know,” she said, responding to all the looks of disbelief, “it sounds so insane. It costs fifty thousand a week! He’s a new partner, and he’s sending her for free as a test client the first week it opens.”
Piper slapped her hand on the table, chortling. “What? You’re going to have to start at the beginning with this one, sister. What millionaire? What island? This is better than any movie I’ve seen in ages. I cannot believe all this happened on your trip.”
Emma nodded. “There is so much to tell! We met this rich entrepreneur, Antonio, and his girlfriend at the airport here in Madison, and then they ended up in the villa next door to ours. We got to know them, and he invited us on his yacht the first day—”