Cayman Desires (13 page)

His hoarse admission
nearly crippled her.  Whatever she expected him to say, that was not it.  He
pulled away and looked at her, his eyes searching but clouded, hiding his true
feelings effectively from her probing gaze.

“So, Miss Langston,
would you be so brave, as to have lunch with Robby and I?  I’ve arranged for a
picnic basket and Robby picked a nice spot on the beach.”

“You know I could never
say no to Robby …” Her voice gave way as she remembered all he said to her
yesterday. She pushed away from him.

“Maybe … maybe this is
not such a good idea.  You know we will never …” His fingers on her lips
stopped her.

“Never is a long time …
All I am asking for is a few days.” 

He sounded so earnest
and his eyes shone warm and clear, for the first time since he came here, she
had no choice but follow the guidance of her traitorous heart.

“Very well … yes, I will have a picnic
lunch with you and Robby on the beach.”  

For the next three days, it was absolute
bliss.  She took leave from work and spent all her time with Raymond and his
family exploring the island.  She took them to all the historical sites and
they went exploring the seas in one of the glass bottom boats.  Robby was in
awe and crawled even deeper into her heart. Raymond was completely relaxed, and
held her hand or pulled her close wherever they went.  It felt like the old
days … she had the old loving and caring, Raymond back.

As the end of the three
days neared, Clarissa became quiet, knowing that the pretense was over. 
Raymond and his family were leaving in the morning.  Retha arranged for dinner
at their cottage served on the patio and everyone was still in high spirits.

She sat between Raymond
and Robby, and as the night went on struggled more and more to keep her
emotions under control.  The tears were lying very low and she had to swallow
hard a few times to keep them at bay.

“But Dad, when will you
be home then?”  Robby’s loud complaint penetrated her mind and she looked at
Raymond.  He frowned down at her, as if he expected her to say something, not
realizing that she had not been listening to the conversation for the past ten
minutes.

“You promised we will
go bike riding every afternoon when we’re home!  Who is going to ride with me
now?”  His anxious eyes sharply focused on his father.  Raymond hardly glanced
at him, his eyes still holding Clarissa’s hostage.

“I will be home in a
week or so, Robby.  I just need to settle some things here … some more …
pretending.”  Clarissa gasped.

“You’re not leaving?”

“That is what I said,
yes.”

“Oh, I must have missed
that!”  The smile she turned on him was blinding in its brilliance and he
lazily caressed her thigh where his hand rested.

“Careful, my baby … you
know what that smile of yours do to me.” 

She giggled and slipped
her hand on his thigh to do some caressing of her own below the table.  His
eyes heated up warningly.  It was the first time she touched him like that,
except for when they made love.

Robby drew his
attention back and he sighed dramatically at the little boy.

“Okay, my boy!  We will
go for a midnight swim tonight … if you can stay up that late.”

“I will, I will!  And
then I can sleep with you in your bed?”  

Ray looked at Clarissa
with a wry smile on his lips.  There goes his intention of making love to her
all night long!

“Yeeees, Robby.” 

The drawn out response
brought laughter to them all, knowing that it was not what he had planned to do
with his night!

Tears flowed freely the next morning
when they said their goodbyes, but Clarissa could not keep her happiness at
bay.  Raymond was staying with her for a little while longer!  Maybe, just
maybe this meant that the pretense was not so much of a pretend anymore…

Clarissa hummed happily
while packing a small bag.  Raymond’s instructions were clear, only shorts,
t-shirts and bathing suits, no pajamas and no underwear!  She smiled as she
recalled him wiggling his eyebrows as he said that.  Still she could not
prevent the blush that stole up her cheeks, which made him laugh at her.

She took another two
weeks leave on Raymond’s instructions and the past week had been the happiest
she has been since she arrived on this Island.

They explored the whole
Island; there was no beach they did not visit, no cave they left unexplored,
the best of which was the Skull cave.  They swam and fed Stingrays at Stingray
city; they strolled through the arts market and danced the nights away.  They
even joined in the fun of the street parties at night.

Raymond assisted her
aboard the helicopter and jumped in after her, making sure she belted in properly,
before he gave the pilot the go signal.

“Where are we going? 
You have been unusually mysterious about this trip!” 

He laughed and pulled
her against him, his arm around her back.  She leaned up and lifted her eager
mouth to his.  He needed no further encouragement and gave her a deeply
passionate kiss with no regard to the pilot!

“Ray … stop …we’re not
alone!”

“Then stop tempting me
…”

With a quick hard kiss,
he laughed with her and then they took in the beautiful scenery below them.

After a while, she
realized they were going to the Little Cayman Island.  Excitement surged
through her.  She had not been there in years, mainly because she was too busy,
but also because it was no fun alone.  The least developed Island of the three
it had a population of less than 200, most of the Little Cayman remained
uninhabited.  The Island offered sub-blessed solitude, glistening beaches and
miles of untouched tropical wilderness.  Here, the wildlife and birds still
outnumbered humans.

There were a number of
private cottages hidden in the wilderness with miles of private beaches
unhindered by the interruption of human life.  Here a couple could truly be
alone to explore their … pretense …

The pilot circled and
landed with perfection at the helipad and once confirmed to pick them up in
three days, took off again.  Raymond grabbed her hand and pulled her towards
the local peddler waiting a short distance away with his horse and buggy.  Once
all was loaded and seated, they took off and in no time, they were rumbling over
the jagged roads into the tropical forest.

It took nearly two
hours, but the soreness of her rump after the long and agonizing bumpy road was
worth it when they stopped beside a very secluded little cottage right on the
beach.  The shore curved in a horseshoe shape, adding to the seclusion of the
area.  Here they would be encased in privacy and forgot the rest of the world
existed.

Clarissa turned to
Raymond.  “It is absolutely beautiful!  How did you find this place?”

“Uncl … My Father told
me about it.  It belongs to him.  He was right, this is …how did he put it …
idyllic!”  She laughed at the face he made and then shrieked when he picked her
up and ran to the sea, not stopping until he was waist deep, he threw her high
in the air, laughing when she hit the water with a splash.

“You cad!”  Spluttering
she cleared the water, splashing water at him.  He laughed and caught her in
his arms.

“You looked like you
needed to cool down!”  He pressed her hard against him and she felt his rising
arousal press eagerly against her stomach.

“And you seem to be
heating up …” He smiled and lowered his head to capture her lips in a soft
kiss.   “You always heat me up, my baby…”  Then he kissed her urgently, passion
driving him to go deep.   She complained when he pulled her t-shirt over her
head, but he silenced her lips by kissing her again.  Her bra at her back
hindered his exploring hands; lifting his head, he frowned down at her.

“I thought I told you
not to pack any underwear?”

“Yes, but you said
nothing about not wearing any … no Ray, stop … someone will …”

He growled at her
whilst pulling her bra off her arms.  “No one will see.  This is a private and
enclosed beach … so it is just you and me … and the sea … and your delicious
body …”

He looked down at her
naked breasts and his hand rose, softly tracing the pink areola, watching with
satisfaction as the peak immediately tightened and stood up.  His hands curved
around her waist and he lifted her higher until her breasts were level with his
mouth.  His tongue flicked out and he lightly traced the tight nipple, hearing
her breath catch. 

“Ray…”

He did the same with
the other, keeping her suspended in front of him.  Clarissa felt the heat of
his mouth as his lips closed around her nipple.  He pulled the tip into his
mouth, suckling softly at first and then harder as if he was a starving man.
The other breast received the same treatment and Clarissa gripped his arms
tight.  The liquid heat pooled between her legs and her groin tightened painfully
with each pull of his lips.

Suspended in the air,
her breasts being paid homage too, thrilled her and she threw her head back,
pushing them deeper in his mouth.

“Ray, honey please…”

He nibbled gently on
first the one, then the other nipple, and when her moans intensified, he pulled
her breast deep in his mouth, covering nearly half of her breast.  He slowly
pulled back, his teeth scraping against the tender areola, then the nipple and
bit down sharply only to suck gently to soften the sting.  She was mindless
when he scraped the other breast, and cried out hoarsely at the intensity of
the heat that scorched down her body.  She could feel the tingle between her
nether lips as liquid wetness escaped her body.

“No more … I can’t take
any more … please, please, baby!”

He lowered her slowly,
making sure her body slid down his, she felt his need for her in the hardness
of his body. He needed to get inside her, now!  He bend and pulled her shorts
and panties off her legs, then his and with no further ado, pulled her legs
around his waist.  She needed no encouragement and locked her legs behind his
back, at the same time her hand reached for him and she guided him home.

Both their moans filled
the air as he surged inside her to the hilt, then he kept still, catching his
breath.  Every time with this woman was as if it was the first.  Would he ever
tire of plunging into her liquid heat, feeling her muscles tighten around him,
pulling him deeper?

Then all thought fled
his mind as she began to rotate her hips on him.  He took hold of her hips,
anchored his feet into the sand and lost himself in her delicious body.  Her
lips found the pulse in his throat and she softly suckled it, causing even more
blood to flush to his already full shaft, his growl testimony of how much that
affected him.  His hold on her hips tightened painfully, her legs around his
body gripped him like a vice, but neither felt it.  All they felt were the
tightening and rush of blood in their veins.  Clarissa exploded around him, he
could hold back no longer and felt his orgasm rip down his body, hesitated in
his groin; he thrust harder, deeper and felt the surge of his release into her
with so much force he struggled to keep upright.

Clarissa struggled to
breathe, her whole body as tight as a string as the last of her climax,
extended through his, rippled through her body. They both struggled to catch
their breaths’ and Raymond laughed in her ear.  

“It’s a good thing this
is a private beach … otherwise people would have come running, you were making
such a ruckus!”

She pulled back and
looked at him questioningly.  “Your screams, my baby … it frightened all the
birds away…” 

She blushed remembering
the screams that exploded from her as she climaxed and he laughed, kissing her
softly on the lips.

“Don’t worry … I for
one, did not mind … actually, I really appreciated it!”  

She laughingly hit him
on the shoulder drawing away from him. She headed to the shore, but shrieked
when he suddenly picked her up and she flew in the air to splash back into the
water.  Hair in her eyes she glared at him.

“Will you stop throwing
me around?”  He just laughed and threw her a melodramatic kiss.

“There is no rush, my
love.  Join me for a swim … and no, you do not need to go and put on a bathing
suit first!”

The three days on the
Little Cayman was, as Miguel said, idyllic.  They went diving on the famous
Bloody Bay wall and Jackson Point, a truly amazing experience.  She even,
albeit grudgingly, spend one whole afternoon fishing with him at the South Hole
Sound lagoon.  His “I need to catch our dinner, woman!” still made her laugh
just thinking about it.

It was truly a lover’s
paradise, and that was exactly what it felt like to her … that they were lovers
and … in love.  They talked; they joked, laughed and really enjoyed each
other’s company. Raymond was relaxed, he treated her with so much tenderness
and respect that she could cry. He spoiled her rotten with little gifts from
nature, made love to her … oh how he made love to her … her heart fluttered and
heat pooled in her loins just thinking of all the lovemaking they had shared
over the three days.