Authors: TG Haynes
Pleasure Island (17 page)
For some magical reason, each time he entered her it felt completely different. On this occasion, he felt even bigger than ever. Nikki didn’t move for a few seconds; she was just happy to feel him inside her. Then, very slowly, very gently, she started to rock up and down. She moved so sensuously she could feel his foreskin peeling back and forth over the tip of his cock. Gradually, she began to speed up. Matt reached around her back and held her as she rode up and down in his lap. Nikki closed her eyes, a look of unadulterated ecstasy on her face.
As she bucked up and down, she glanced around the room. No matter which way she turned, in every direction there was naked flesh on display. The sight of all those arms, legs, thighs, buttocks, breasts, pussies and cocks was an incredible turn-on. Perhaps it was that which led to Nikki’s next climax proving even more intense than the one she had experienced earlier that morning. As shockwaves of pleasure coursed through her, she wondered if this was what a multiple orgasm felt like, for each time her pussy swallowed Matt’s cock, another tremendous electric current of joy sparked through her whole body. Matt seemed to be enjoying himself just as much. He grasped the cheeks of Nikki’s arse and clutched them tightly as he came. She bit her bottom lip as she felt his cock fountain spunk inside her.
As she sat down in his lap, enjoying the dying embers of her orgasm, Nikki glanced across at Celine, who was lying on her front on the sofa nearest to them. Her face was angled towards them, and she had one eye open. She smiled at Nikki and gave her the thumbs-up, before closing her eyelid and drifting back off into a hazy sleep.
Nikki and Matt got dressed and then made their way to the kitchen, where he fixed them a tasty breakfast of freshly squeezed fruit juice, natural yoghurt, and croissants. It was just what she needed after all their strenuous activity, and she devoured the food with relish. After they had finished eating, he brewed some fresh coffee. They took it outside and drank it while sitting at the poolside.
‘You know,’ Nikki said, ‘In a strange way, I think I’m going to miss this place.’
‘Then you’ll have to come back and pay us a visit sometime.’ They both turned to see Roxanna walking towards them with a cup of coffee in her hands. She joined them, lying down on the sun lounger nearest to where they were sitting.
‘I’d like that,’ Nikki said. ‘As long as I can bring my own servant with me.’
Matt raised an eyebrow. ‘Oh, so that’s all I am, is it?’
Nikki kissed him. ‘Well, a girl’s got to keep her man in line.’
‘And how do you propose to do that?’ he asked.
Nikki winked at the princess. ‘I have my ways and means.’
‘Do tell,’ he said.
‘I’d rather show you sometime,’ Nikki countered.
Clearly intrigued, he replied, ‘Already looking forward to it.’
With a gentle cough, the princess interrupted the lovers. ‘We’ll have to fix up a date for you to return.’
‘Absolutely,’ Nikki agreed.
Taking a long sip of her coffee, Roxanna said, ‘I suppose you’ll be wanting to borrow the jet so you can get back to the UK, Mr Darnley.’
‘If you don’t mind, boss,’ he said.
The princess smiled. ‘Anything for you, Matt.’
‘Listen,’ he began, ‘I’m really sorry, I never realised you felt that way about me.’
Roxanna gazed out over the pool as thoughts of what might have been passed through her mind’s eye. Then she turned and smiled at the happy couple. ‘Don’t worry – I’m a big girl. I’ll get over it.’
Nikki finished her drink and sighed. ‘Ah well, I suppose I’d better go and pack.’
‘Don’t feel obliged to rush on my behalf,’ her host said. ‘You can stay as long as you like.’
‘Thanks, Roxanna,’ Nikki replied. ‘But I want to get back and get to work.’
Glancing at Matt, the princess murmured, ‘I can’t say that I blame you.’
‘I meant my article!’ Nikki exclaimed.
‘Of course you did.’
Catching Roxanna’s knowing look, Nikki smiled. ‘Well, there is that too, I suppose.’
So, as the princess continued to sip her coffee and relax in the bright morning sunshine, Nikki and Matt excused themselves and made their way back upstairs.
After showering, changing, and packing her travel bag, Nikki met Matt down in the lobby. She was quite surprised to see that he had only one suitcase with him.
‘I travel light,’ he explained. She was rather pleased to see that he was still wearing his staff uniform. When she commented on it, he replied, ‘Well, I thought you might fancy a treat on the flight home.’
Arching her eyebrows, Nikki couldn’t help but be impressed by her new lover’s stamina and enthusiasm.
When Roxanna joined them, they all drove down to the airstrip in the waiting golf carts. The three said their goodbyes, exchanged hugs and kisses, then Nikki and Matt boarded the aircraft.
Retreating to a safe distance, Roxanna watched as the plane taxied around and prepared for take-off. The slight tinge of sadness she felt at losing Matt was offset by the fact that Nikki seemed so much happier than when she had arrived on the island. It did the princess’ heart good to see a couple in love. As the plane turned and circled for the final time, she waved
au revoir
. As she did so, an arm wrapped around her shoulders. She snuggled into it and wondered if she hadn’t rekindled a romance of her own. The Earl kissed the nape of her neck. She had almost forgotten how tender he could be.
‘You’re not jealous, are you?’ he mused.
‘A little,’ she replied wistfully.
‘Then we’ll have to see what we can do about that, won’t we?’
The jet engines roared and the plane gathered speed. As it leapt off the runway, the Earl took Roxanna in his arms and they kissed, passionately.
‘Actually,’ Roxanna said, ‘I have an idea as to how you might be able to cheer me up.’
‘Really? And just how might I do that?’
Roxanna grinned, took him by the hand and led him back towards her pleasure palace …
The End
Published by Xcite Books Ltd – 2014
ISBN 9781783754236
Copyright © TG Haynes 2014
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