her, propping himself up on an elbow.
“Katie, that was absolutely amazing, but nothing like I expected.”
“Are you disappointed?”
“Good god, no! I’ve never… I mean…”
“It’s okay. I understand what you’re trying to say. It was your first time letting your inner animal out.”
“That and… Well, I’m not sure how or why I ended up being the one in control.”
“So you are disappointed.” Her voice held a hint of worry as did her beautiful blue eyes.
He reached up and moved a lock of hair from the side of her face, then brushed the back of his hand down her flushed cheek. “Really. I’m not. In fact, I’ve fantasied about what we just did, the control swapping. I just wasn’t sure how it was supposed to work, or if it would be allowed.”
“I’m not just a domme. I like to switch, and sometimes the spontaneous role reversal is hot, like it was just now. Didn’t you mark switch on your application?”
“Yes, because I didn’t know what box to check. I can’t call myself a dom or a sub, so I checked ‘switch’ and added the question mark because I didn’t really understand it. Remember me telling you on the walk that I have zero experience with any of this?”
“Yes, but I thought you meant you didn’t have any experience submitting to a woman. Shane, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. That was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had, although I’ve never been that rough before.” He watched her cheeks flush and he raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
“I’m a fitness trainer. I guess I like to play as hard as I work.”
“Well, that explains the erotic balancing act you did while I was going down on you. You got some moves, girl.”
“What do you say you help me out of these boots and we go check out the whirlpool tub in the bathroom? I’ll show you a few more of my sexy moves.”
“Mmmm,” he hummed agreeably as their lips met. She kissed with the heat of a roaring fire, her fingers boldly exploring his body, their tongues entwining in a feverish dance. He pulled from her mouth, his cock once again as hard as a rock. He unzipped one boot while she did the other.
“Get the condoms. I’ll meet you in the bathroom,” she said, scrambling from the bed.
Chapter Five
Vance watched carefully through the binoculars as Jennifer Reed walked past her assigned bungalow. Her short wispy wrap hugged her shapely hips, swaying softly, just below her cheeks. Adam Dorant was one lucky son-of-a-bitch.
The lush auburn beauty stopped for a moment to slip off her sandals. Vance was glad he watched her from a good distance because when she bent over to pick them up, he couldn’t stop the quiet hum of appreciation that left his lips. The close-up view through the binoculars made it look as though she had purposely done that just for him. He shouldn’t have, but he zoomed in on her gorgeous round ass, her scrap of a bikini bottom hiding very little. Just as he started to move the binoculars down her thighs, she stood up and continued walking.
She was supposed to go straight to her bungalow where Adam was secretly waiting for her. Damn! Vance wondered if she was afraid to follow through with her fantasy, or if she was trying to make it more spontaneous by veering from the plan. His eyes followed her as she walked a ways farther and cut up the path that led to the island’s sixteen-foot waterfall.
Pulling out his phone, he dialed Adam to inform him of the change in plans.
“What’s wrong? I thought she’d be here by now,” Adam answered.
“She just headed up the path to the waterfall. I don’t know if she suddenly got cold feet or if she’s doing this deliberately to keep you waiting and spice up the game.”
A brief pause, then he heard Adam chuckle. “I have an idea how to find out. Reposition yourself on the north side of the waterfall. I’m going to surprise her there, instead. If she safewords, we’ll know she backed out.”
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