Chapter 46

"Everything about this place is amazing, isn't it?" Cora stood in the bathroom doorway, her cosmetic bag in hand.
"Almost as amazing as you." Val took the case and popped it into an empty drawer. "Come here, Cora."
She walked into his arms without a moment's hesitation, returning his kiss with that eager enthusiasm he'd already come to expect.
"I want you," he murmured as he nuzzled her ear. "Right here, right now."
"Oh good." She reached down to unbuckle his belt. "I don't want to wait either. Condoms?"
He whipped one out of his pocket and set it on the counter before shoving his pants down around his ankles and whipping his polo shirt over his head. He'd been prepared on the plane, just in case the opportunity arose, but he'd figured it was more important to let her sleep. Now he was more than ready to go. Apparently, Cora didn't want to wait either - she'd kicked her slacks off and pulled her top over her head. Silky scraps in turquoise blue were all that stood between him and paradise.
His hands shook only slightly as he made short work of those. They were too pretty and, he suspected, too new to rip off with his teeth as he wanted to.
Cora gave a surprised squeak when he tucked his hands under her arms and lifted her to sit on the marble countertop. Her startled moue turned into a sultry smile as he grabbed the condom and put it on before stepping between her spread knees.
"Mmm, I love a man who's prepared." She pulled his face down to hers for a kiss while his hands found her already pebbled breasts. Not content with letting him do all the work, Cora found his sheathed cock and wrapped it in one small but sturdy hand. Val's eyes were crossing with the need to be inside her before he even got one hand down to her pussy to find her wet and swollen - as ready for him as he was for her. With one more kiss, he nudged against her labia and pushed inside, gently at first then harder as she dug her short nails into his ass and moaned.
He was so close, and he didn't want to leave her behind, so he slipped one hand between their bodies to play with her clit, erect and protruding from its protective hood. His other hand rested on the counter, supporting his weight as he leaned over and nipped at her neck, right where she liked it. Almost immediately, he felt her snug cunt tighten with her impending orgasm. She was so tight, it felt like a fist, but little ripples of her muscles added a sensation that made him go off like a rocket whenever he got inside her.
It had never been this good, not with anyone - an idea that might have scared him senseless if he hadn't been too busy fucking them both blind.
"Yes!" she screamed as her channel clamped down on him and pulsed with the force of her climax.
"Cora," his voice was just a guttural groan. As usual, her peak triggered his, and he held himself as deep as he could get while he poured himself into the condom.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and he enfolded her against his chest, smoothing one hand down her spine as they both eased down. He felt as if he could stand here and hold her forever, without a care in the world. As long as Cora was in his arms, nothing else would matter.
Whoa! Get a grip, pal. It's just about the sex, remember?
He kissed the top of her head and stepped back, pulling out as he did. Cora grinned up at him, clearly having no idea of what he'd just been thinking. "Wonder if the food's here yet?"
"I'll go check." He flushed the rubber and washed his hands then went into the bedroom and pulled on his board shorts before moving out to the patio. Sure enough, a cart with covered dishes sat right next to a glass-and-wicker table that matched the one indoors. Val busied himself setting the table while he waited for Cora to emerge. Before he was done, she was there, clad in a plunging one-piece suit in red splashed with bright yellow hibiscus flowers. She'd tied a matching sarong low around her hips.
Val whistled. "How am I supposed to focus on the food when you look like that?"
Cora grinned. "Think with your stomach for a little while. I'm starved." She sat down and immediately helped herself to one of the salads and a slice of pineapple.
Val poured them each a glass of sparkling water then sat across from her and lifted his glass in a toast. "To a wonderful place and even more wonderful company."
"Cheers." She grinned as they clinked glasses then dug into their meal. By the time they were done, every morsel was gone and even Val was sated.
"Now we really need that walk around," she said with a rueful grin. "Or I won't be able to fit into any of the clothes I brought."
"That's okay," he said as he loaded the dishes back onto the cart. A note with the food had said it would be collected if they left it on the patio. "I can think of plenty of ways to keep busy naked."
"Yeah, me too," she admitted. "But for now, grab some sandals and sunscreen. I want to explore."
"As you wish." He doubted she'd get the reference to The Princess Bride, one of his favorite movies. He knew she wasn't as geeky as him.
Cora, though, surprised him with a wink. "Come on, Farm Boy. Let's go."
He sighed as he followed her into the bedroom for flip-flops and beach towels, taking time to slather each other with sunscreen. A walk to clear his head was probably a very good idea.