Revealing Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #3) (5 page)

Five minutes into the session she said, "You are
so good at this."

"Thanks."

"Please never stop," she joked.

After ten more minutes of working her upper
back, he removed the cooled stones and then moved to the other end
of the table. He dribbled a thin line of warm oil from her firm ass
cheek all the way down her leg and back up the other leg until he
reached its perfect twin.

"Oh, my God," she cried out.

She spread her legs a bit, and he glanced at her
gorgeous pussy and tiny pink puckered hole just an inch from it as
he began to work the oil into her legs. He exhaled deeply as his
eyes followed his hands up and down her faultless lower body.

Her moaning continued, and he bent over close to
her ass and stared between the lips of her pussy. He found a pool
of juice dripping out from between her folds. He grinned. He wanted
to taste her, but he couldn't break the rule. His rule was kind of
stupid, but it was still a rule. Caroline felt his breath on her
ass and lifted her hips off the table toward him.

"God, you have a beautiful body."

"It's yours—do whatever you want to it."

Jim moved his hands up to her ass and firmly
massaged each cheek. Occasionally, he slipped a finger on to her
tiny hole. With each swipe, her eyes rolled back in her head, and
she gasped. She lifted her hips higher off the table, and he stared
at her breathlessly, with his cock straining to be released from
his shorts. He asked, "Do you want to get out of here and maybe
take a shower?"

She whispered, "Or you could just slip it in
right here."

"I really shouldn't."

"Why not?"

"This massage room is for relaxation only.
There's a feng shui thing going on in here and—"

"Feng shui?"

"It's just a stupid rule that…"

She lifted her head out of the rest and stared
back at him, "You don't need to explain. I wouldn’t mind washing
this oil off anyway. That way you could kiss every inch of my
body."

"That was my plan," he grinned.

He moved away and dried his hands on a towel as
she wrapped a large towel around her body and headed back to the
guest room. After he turned off the table and the stone warmer, Jim
went to the bathroom, where her found her in the shower washing her
hair. He watched as the soapy water dripped off her body, and his
cock responded to the sight. He stripped off his clothes and
stepped into the shower with her. Caroline lathered the soap in her
hands and then gently washed his hard penis and full balls as he
groaned with delight. She rinsed him off and turned to face the
spray of the water. His penis pressed into the cleft of her firm
ass. She reached back and ran her hands along his hips as she
pushed back gently. He glanced down to her breathlessly and moved
his lips to her shoulder. He trailed kisses down her back until he
was on his knees staring at her twin pale cheeks. She spread her
legs in anticipation. Breathing heavily, he watched the water
cascade down her perfect backside. When he couldn't wait any
longer, he moved his lips to her.

Jim kissed her right cheek tenderly, and she
moaned. He slid over to the left and did the same. She pressed back
to him slowly while on her tiptoes, the curve of her ass now
accentuated with her languid stretching. He groaned and used his
hands to part her cheeks and gain access to her seam. She pressed
her ass higher, and he placed his tongue directly on her tiny spot.
When she felt him, she cried out and reached back to pull his head
into her. As she bent forward with her head now fully under the
shower spray, warm water ran down her body and filled his mouth. He
gently coaxed her away from the spray, clearing the path for him to
continue. Jim moved his hand around to her pussy and slipped two
fingers inside. He found her soaking wet as he pumped his fingers
in and out while returning to gently tongue her ass.

"Oh, God," she moaned.

He continued his work, invading her a little
more with each insertion. She pulled his head closer, his chin now
pressed into the base of her slick pussy. She felt ready to
explode. Caroline gripped the top of the sliding door on one side
and placed her hand firmly on the tile wall on the other as he
continued his flawless attention to her two holes. He worked his
fingers more deeply into her, and, as he brushed her G-spot, she
gasped as a huge climax flowed through her pussy. Involuntarily she
bent forward back into the spray from the shower with her mouth
opened wide. She swallowed too much water and coughed a bit as a
second orgasmic wave rocked through her loins. He licked her
faster, spread his fingers inside her, and she screamed out and
then pulled her sensitive pulsating pussy away from him.

She looked back to him, panting and desperately
wanting to please him. "Don't tell me she taught you that
also."

"No, I kind of came up with that on my own."

"Good." She smiled then placed her hands on his
chest. She ran them slowly down to his still hard cock and slipped
to her knees. She swallowed him quickly and licked and sucked him
enthusiastically as he held on for dear life. She purred as huge
drop of precum slid into her mouth.

He cried out, "Oh, Caroline."

She moved faster over him and then slipped a
finger behind his balls in search of his ass. She ran her tongue
all around the tip of his cock while she pressed her finger into
his hole.

"Oh, God!" screamed Jim.

Caroline pushed her finger inside him while she
took as much of his long cock into her mouth as she could. He moved
his head back, and she sucked harder, dipping her finger into him
deeper. She felt him throb. He groaned loudly and tried to pull
away, but she held him tight, and he exploded in her mouth. She
gagged and pulled her mouth away, letting his cum fall from her
lips. A second stream of semen shot from his slit and landed on her
breasts. She pumped him with her free hand as she continued to work
his ass. Caroline grinned and placed her mouth back over his still
throbbing cock. He pulled back for a moment and settled in while
she gently sucked him as tiny orgasms flew through his loins. He
glanced down to her breathlessly. He wanted to tell her he loved
her, but it was too soon. He felt like a moron. They had been
dating for just a few weeks, but he wanted to spend every minute
with her. She was perfect.

Victoria returned a few hours later, and she and
Jim sat out by the pool as Caroline packed their things. He smiled
at her. "Thanks for letting us stay here. She really enjoyed the
massage."

Victoria grinned as she asked, "Were you able to
stick with your no sex in that room rule?"

He smiled as he said, "I did, but it wasn't
easy."

They sat in silence for an awkward moment, and
then he asked, "How are you doing? Are you seeing anyone?"

She paused. "Not really, but I did meet this hot
guy on my flight back from Philadelphia. He owns a restaurant and
is a little closer to my age."

"That's great," Jim said as he glanced quickly
to her firm legs. He sighed and thought, Shit, I'm still in love
with her. I love both of them. There must be something wrong with
me. He shook off those thoughts. "Just make sure he's a good guy
before…"

"Oh, I will."

Caroline walked outside and approached them.
They both smiled at her, and Caroline said, "Your house is
beautiful. I appreciate you letting us stay with you. That massage
room he put together is spectacular."

"You can stay with me anytime," Victoria
replied.

Caroline gave her a slightly evil smile as she
said, "He has great hands. I almost couldn't make it through the
whole thing without…" she bragged with her eyebrows raised.

Victoria felt a twinge of jealously, and glared
at Caroline as she said, "I know he does have great hands. When we,
uh—"

"Okay," Jim interrupted. "We'd better get on the
road if we're going to make it to North Carolina before
midnight."

The two women gave each other fake smiles and
then headed into the house.

Two days later, Jillian was working on
finalizing the arrangements for the expedited, October tenth
wedding. Brian had verified he could be away from the office, and
they checked with Jim to be sure he could make that date as well.
She told Brian that she was having second thoughts about pulling
everyone away from their homes around Christmas plus the timing
worked better in October with some book promotion events that her
publisher was planning.

By the end of that day, she had booked the
wedding and reception at the luxurious Hotel Eden Rock and reserved
a block of hotel rooms for the anticipated guests. She arranged for
a charter flight from Miami to St. Barts and back. She also
discovered a large, gorgeous beach mansion available for rent that
would serve as a quiet spot for the wedding party to stay
separately from the other guests. Jillian thought it would be the
perfect place to hold a rehearsal dinner. The wedding coordinator
from the hotel helped her immensely in the whole process—everything
from choosing a minister to finalizing the menu. In fact,
everything was easy, but it was, of course, outrageously
expensive.

Jillian put a rush order in for thirty
invitations and began to finalize the guest list. She mailed the
invitations out two days later, and then told Brian it was time he
made the call he'd been dreading for months. Although he spoke to
his mother about every other week, he failed to mention the
important fact that he and Jillian were about to be married. With
the invitation on its way, he slept on it one more night and then
made the call.

When his mother answered the phone, he just
blurted his news out. She didn't say a word. He went on to explain
that the wedding was going to be in St. Barts and that their
airplane and hotel reservations would all be prearranged. He didn't
apologize for not telling her sooner nor did she ask why he didn't.
The call ended with Beverly simply saying they would be there.
There were no congratulations, but there were also no tears,
argument, or anything. Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

In Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina, Jim and
Caroline were a few days into their hectic beach vacation with
Caroline's wild sister. The house was overflowing with guests, and
the two of them had absolutely no privacy. They were relegated to
sleeping in the living area of the small rundown shack, but they
were together and blissfully happy. They found they couldn't even
go into the lone bathroom together without someone knocking on the
door every few minutes.

That night they were craving each other as they
walked along the beach hand in hand. Caroline gave him a suggestive
look and led him toward the dunes. Once there, they slipped down to
the sand and knelt as they kissed and explored each other's bodies
with passionate hands. Moments later, she cried out, "Ouch." Then
she slapped at her calf. "Sorry."

She moved to kiss him again but pulled away,
this time slapping her arm. "I'm getting all bitten up, let's get
out of here."

They rushed back to the house
and found six people there drinking, laughing, and having a great
time. They joined in and began to drink while eying each other
hungrily. The booze accentuated their desires. They could barely
contain themselves as the waited for everyone to retire to their
rooms. At just after 3:00
A.M.
, they finally found themselves
alone. They were both fully clothed as Caroline slipped on top of
him. He ran his hands all over her ass as she placed her hand over
his nearly hard cock. He gasped. Just then a random guy walked
through the living room to the kitchen. He saw what they were
obviously up to and looked at them casually as he said,
"Sorry."

They ignored him and got back to it. After the
guy left, Caroline had her hand on Jim's zipper as her sister came
through the front door with two other people. Jim and Caroline
separated as her sister giggled drunkenly, "Wow, sorry about that.
You mind if they crash in here on the floor with you?"

They frowned while nodding in agreement and
glanced at each other. Jim whispered to her, "Do you want to go for
a ride?"

Caroline nodded with a big smile.

Two minutes later he was driving the car, as she
was busy with her head in his lap and his cock deep inside her
mouth. He gripped the steering wheel tightly as he said, "I can't
do this." He pulled into a public parking area near the beach and
turned off the car. Caroline sat up, and he moved on top of her.
They kissed passionately. He placed his hands under her miniskirt
and found she wasn't wearing panties; he plunged his finger into
her sopping-wet pussy. She groaned. His cock was still hard and
sticking out from his fly. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them
down to his hips as he lifted her skirt up.

Jim adjusted her seat back, and she pushed up as
he slipped between her legs in the cramped car. He placed his thick
unsheathed cock to her pussy and held it there a moment.

"Fuck, I don’t have a condom. They're back at
the place."

She paused. "Just put it in for a minute and
pull it out before…"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm just about to get my period, so we’re
good." He smiled and moved his hips into her. It was the first time
his bare cock had touched her hot, wet pussy. They shared a groan
as their lips locked together with tongues exploring each other's
mouths while he pumped into her with passion.

"Oh," she cried out. "I hate condoms. Your cock
feels…I should really go on the pill."

"You really should," he moaned, as he continued
to pump into her. She was close to orgasm. "Don’t you dare stop.
That’s it…yes."

He teetered on the brink desperately trying to
avoid coming inside of her. He tried to focus on something,
anything else as she gripped him tightly with the muscles in her
pussy. She pushed up higher, and he pumped her harder; she screamed
out with a loud climax. Jim pulled away from her quickly, just as
he exploded all over her thighs and skirt. He moved to his seat
panting like he'd just run a marathon while she slumped against the
passenger door desperate to recover.