Briella
On my way back to the hut, I decide to circle around to where Nadia’s staying. With bags in hand, I run into something coming around a corner a few minutes from her cabana.
Or someone.
“Sorry.” I mumble trying to scramble for the bags I threw to the side upon impact.
“Maybe you should watch where you’re going.”
His tone causes me to look up in shock. Who the hell does he think he is talking to me like that? He walked into me for crying out loud.
When I search his face there’s something familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on it. I’m getting this weird sense of Déjà vu like I’ve seen this man before.
“You ran into me pal. Don’t cop an attitude.”
Without saying a word, the asshole turns as if he didn’t plow me down. “Could have at least said sorry.” I huff.
I see nothing new as I walk by the target’s cabana. When I’m opening the front door to our hut, I can’t shake the feeling of impending doom. Like something big is coming. But what? I shake it off, A-game Briella. Get in the zone.
“Finally, I’m falling asleep over here.” Colby whines.
“Whatever, you big baby. What’s going on? Who’s the new guy you were talking about?”
“Not sure yet. I have my guys working on getting me ID’s.”
“In that case, I’m going to take a shower and start getting ready.” I throw a bag his way. “Here’s your Sunday best!”
“Aw princess, if you want me to put out you just have to ask. You don’t need to bribe me.”
“Maybe I have some things in mind that will take some convincing.” I wink as I add a little extra sway to my hips on my walk to the shower.
The big ass shower in the middle of the room.
There’s no time for modesty. We’re gonna have to deal with this for the rest of the trip. I look back at Colby whose eyes are trained on my ass. I suppose we have some time to kill.
A smile lights my face when a plan forms in my mind. Slowly, I remove my clothes making sure to keep my back to him. If I remember correctly, he’s a boob man. After removing my tank, I unclasp my bra and throw it to the side. When I take off my shorts, I make sure to bend over nice and slow pulling them down my legs along with my thong.
When I’m fully bent over pulling the shorts from my feet I hear Colby curse. Making sure to cover my chest, I look back one last time and find him rubbing his erection over his shorts. After a coy smile, I step into the massive shower feeling like I’m about to put on a show the way it’s set up.
The water feels heavenly as I let it rain down on me. I grab the body wash I stuck in here earlier and start lathering up. My hands linger a little longer on my tits. I make sure to really work up a lather so that when I face Colby, under the guise of washing my hair, he’ll get a restricted view. It’ll drive him crazy.
I chance a look and gasp when I see him standing right outside the shower door completely naked. A moan escapes my lips as my hand sinks between my legs and Colby palms his impressive length. My eyes are closed for a fraction of a second taking in the sensations my hands are causing when a warm body slides up behind me.
“Fuck Bri. Feel what you do to me.” He thrusts his hips slightly forward causing his cock to rub against my pussy from behind.
When he pulls his hips back my hand reaches between us and grabs hold. I slowly pump his still hardening cock and with the soap on my hands it definitely makes for a slip n’ slide situation.
“Christ, I need in you.” Colby growls while massaging my chest. With the first tweak of my nipple I’m moaning and arching my ass into him.
With his hands firmly on my hips, he thrusts forward and sinks deep inside me in one motion.
I’m whimpering with every thrust. It feels freaking good… no, fucking phenomenal. But I need to see him.
I slide him out of me and turn to face him. When the water washes the suds from my chest Colby eyes me with a hunger he can’t hide, not that he’s trying in the least bit. It feels empowering.
I stare at him for a beat, chest heaving with the passion I’m feeling between us.
He bends over and crashes his mouth to mine with hands cocooning my face. As his tongue slides in my mouth, I’m lifted in the air and he lines his cock up with my center, pushing inside once again.
“Colby!” I shout after ripping my mouth away. When I reach my hands up over my head, they latch onto the top of the shower stall for stability. I told you he was freakishly tall and I’m thankful for it right now.
I cry out when he sucks a nipple into his mouth… hard. My hips start moving of their own accord, meeting Colby thrust for delicious thrust.
“Hold on tight Bri.” His hips start moving faster and a very unlady like growl escapes my mouth. I may be tiny but I can take it and he knows that. Using my arm strength, I pull my body up the wall and drop back on his cock. He’s so deep, hitting something that’s setting me ablaze.
“Faster Colby. I’m so close!”
His hands grip my ass tight as Colby starts guiding our movements. I let go of the shower wall and grip around his neck unable to keep up with his punishing rhythm any longer. I’m merely along for the ride as a willing participant. My nails dig into the flesh of his back when the angle of his cock changes taking my pleasure to DEFCON One.
“Fuck Bri, come for me.”
With a few more thrusts I’m screaming out his name as I topple over the edge headfirst into the single most intense orgasm of my life. Colby keeps up his movements and when he starts playing with my clit I nearly set on fire as I slide into number two.
“Bri!” He gasps before his hips jerk erratically and I feel him come inside me.
I rub his back while we stand under the falling water, still exquisitely connected. He starts kissing my breasts, then up to my collar bone, further up to the column of my neck until he’s at my lips. Feeling his smile through our kiss, I can’t stop my own from forming.
“God Bri.”
“I know. Would it be totally inappropriate to go to the restaurant just like this?”
“I’m going to go with yeah. It might turn some heads.” He laughs and it causes his dick to vibrate deep inside of me. Damn, I could go another round and his sly smile knows it. “Easy there, we need to get ready.” He teases.
Colby lifts me by my hips like I weigh nothing and places me on the ground. I start feathering kisses all over his chest before getting my body wash once again and really set out to getting clean.
When I start massaging his chest with the soap, he swipes it from my hands. “Maybe we should wash ourselves otherwise we’ll never get to dinner tonight.”
“Having trouble controlling yourself?” I wink.
“Fuck yes.”
A few moments later, we’re stepping out of the shower after Colby throws towels around us. I’ve just finished blow drying my hair when I hear Colby growl my name. When I turn to face him, I burst out laughing. Nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to see.
Apparently, I got his measurements wrong. Not the shirt. No, that shirt looks like it was made for him. A sleek black button up that molds to his impressive physique showcasing every curve of his sculpted arms. It’s the pants…
“What the fuck Bri? I can’t wear these out.”
“They look great.” I try to convince him. Personally, he’s working the hell out of the dress pants I picked out. They may be a tad small. By small I mean you can see every leg muscle through them. Hell, you can probably see every hair follicle through these bad boys. A giggle escapes my throat as he narrows his eyes.
“Did you think I was a Jonas Brother? I’m gonna Hulk out of these when I try to sit down.”
I walk over and rub my hands on the fabric. “There’s a little stretch, you’ll be fine.”
“It’s about to get tested if you don’t stop rubbing me. My dicks about to burst through the seams.” He growls as another giggle sets free.
“Yeah, yeah. Think grandma thoughts.” I reach up on my tiptoes and give him a peck on the lips. “I’ll be ready in ten minutes. Then we can get this show on the road.”
“Gonna bust through my fucking pants in a swanky ass restaurant.” I hear him mumble under his breath.
I’m about to burst out laughing when his phone goes off.
“Thanks man, I’ll pull it up on the computer.”
Colby punches away at the keyboard and a handful of pictures are shown on the screen, but it’s one that sticks out to me.
“That guy.” I point. “I ran into him on my way back here.”
“He’s the mystery player.”
“He’s an asshole. Ran into me and was a complete dick about it.” I look at his name, Calvin O’Leary. He has quite the rap sheet but nothing sets off any alarms as to why I’d know him.
“What aren’t you telling me Bri?”
“I think I know him. Maybe from an old case or something. But he was staring like he knew me too. His name’s not ringing any bells so maybe it’s a weird coincidence.”
“There’s…”
“No such thing as coincidences. I know.” I roll my eyes. “But I have this feeling.”
“Let’s get to dinner and see what we can figure out. Hopefully whoever the Mayor’s wife is here to see shows. It’s definitely not him, he looked like he’d rather be anywhere else.”
Time to get into work mode.