

A sequel to Caribbean dreams by Scarlet & Luca
...I had spent days wondering why I didn't go to that beach shack. I told Scarlet to meet me there, knowing quite well that I wanted more of her. I had an insatiable lust for this sexy American who came and made me feel alive. When I was with her it wasn't just thrusting my pole and filling her greedy pussy with my cum, but it was something more, sex with her was vivid and colourful, she made my body respond in ways I have never imagined. Was that the reason why I chickened out of our meeting? Or maybe it was the fact that I rode her bare-back that night and allowed my seed to spurt inside her. Maybe she was pregnant! I wasn't ready to face the prospect of fatherhood...I was barely getting by on the pittance pay I was getting at the hotel. I felt that if I walked away, my problems would eventually dissipate and life would go back to normal, I would forget about the sex-goddess whose erotic name, Scarlet sent my cock into convulsions...but fate had other plans.
Four years later......
A dark , handsome young man strode his way along a long stretch of sand on the remote cay of Turtle Bay in the Bahamas. His stride oozed confidence, some mistook for arrogance, a stride which belonged to a well-off business man...this man had built an empire in half the time others took to even open their 1st store. He had offices spread all over the world, his name synonymous with wealth and fortune, featured on the last two editions of Fortune 500 and the Wall Street Journal, this man commanded respect wherever he went. The Turtle Bay Cay was only one of his many holiday getaway hot-spots, uninhabited and nature-friendly, this Cay was undeveloped except for a modern flat complete with swimming pool, jacuzzi, 4 bed-rooms, 3 bathrooms, gym amongst other luxurious amenities. He was rumoured to be dating former Miss World contestants but it was...just a rumour, like his getaway, this power broker was secretive, his past was unknown, he just seemed to appear on the scene over night and in 4 years everyone knew his business' name... Luca Phoenix Enterprises.
Uprooted trees, exposed rocks, dead fish. This was the sight that greeted me as I strode along the shoreline of the Cay. Fruits and leaves were strewn everywhere, thankfully the Hurricane merely brushed the Bahamas otherwise I would probably be looking at a greater scale of damage, assuming I would be alive in the first place. Strips of wood also littered the Bay...wood? It was then I began to wonder why wood was on the beach, my boat was safely moored in the boat house at the other end of the Isle, so why bits of a boat-Saucy Jane-at least according to a bit that was being hauled back into he sea from the shore-was littered all over the Bay. This only meant one thing...one fool probably decided to take a sail around the Bahamas Islands and was caught in the storm, in the midst of raging wind and waves and was probably in the belly of some predator fish which patrolled these waters.
Or were they? Wasn't that a feeble cry I just heard...and seeing a figure of a human in the breakwater...I quickly broke into a run, maybe I was just imagining things, but then again suppose that person was one of those tiresome paparazzi photographers who was merely here for more 'exclusive' photos and ask more intrusive questions. My pace slackened a bit, maybe if that was the case then they could stay where they are! Another whimper reached my ears, as I got closer I realized the tide was coming in and I would have to think fast if i wanted to save this human from being swept out to sea. I reached the struggling figure-a woman-and pulled her clear of the swirling waters higher up the beach.
Pieces of seaweed and sand draped her hair, she seemed barely alive, her arms held scratches and bruises no doubt from her adventure during the storm and what was left of her clothes hung loosely about her limbs, battered, torn and wet, this woman needed immediate help as she seemed exhausted and dehydrated and it was only a matter of time before she developed some deadly tropic sickness. I quickly gathered her up in my arms and swiftly set off to my lodge. For some reason, as I watched over her as she comfortably slept in a guest room, her face seemed familiar. She certainly was a looker after she was cleaned up but I pondered where I would have met such a woman from, and who was she?
For five days I tended to the sick lady, her routine was wake-eat-sleep, I never left her side except to get her meals. I slept in a beach chair I dragged from the patio and kept a 24 hr vigil over my new guest. Ironically sex never crossed my mind during the initial days...but that would change soon enough!
On the 6th day, I was awakened by a light touch on my shoulder. Groggily I rolled onto my side and was immediately taken back by the beauty which stood before me..."God, she looked good peacefully sleeping in the bed, but now...", I was probably staring with a dazed look like a teenaged boy who got his first look at a naked female. "Rise and shine sleepy-head", "You better get up before I devour your share of breakfast as well as mine".
What was going on? am I in a trance? It seemed like a dream...a rather good one I must say, especially after breakfast when I walked into her room to fix her bed and saw her stark naked coming from the bathroom en suite. Seeing me there, she simply dried her skin, and put on one of my old surfing shorts and a vest and strode out of the room like I didn't even exist! Maybe I WAS in fact dreaming, but this was one dream I didn't want to wake from just yet!
........I don't know why I took the boat, I guess anger had took over again, the anger that I had lived with for the past four years. And now? my anger and determination would hopefully keep me alive....
I had set out from Marsh Harbour a coupla hours ago. The sun hung like a golden orb high in the sky and only a light breeze ruffled an otherwise calm ocean. The boat was small, barely a row boat with an outboard, a fishing boat "Saucy Jane".....it had crossed my mind as to where the name came from but when I asked Raoul, he said it was named after his mother! Raoul, my holiday lover, my sexy local fisherman, or was, until that fateful moment this morning when I found out "Saucy Jane" was his wife!
It brought the memories flooding back from that fateful day four years ago....and Luca! It was at that point my anger took over, my eyes blinded by scalding tears, I sought the sanctuary of Raoul's boat.
I left the harbour with no clear idea of where I was going, I just felt I had to go, to be alone with my turbulent emotions. Again my mind wandered back in time, remembering the luscious few hours that I had spent with Luca, even after all this time the picture of our hot writhing bodies still played itself out in my head, I had never since found a man who instilled such passion and wanton behaviour in me as he had!.........totally lost in my thoughts I was unaware that the wind had started to pick up, whipping the ocean into a boiling frenzy. I came out of my stupor with a start as the boat hit something solid in the water and the realisation hit me that I was in deep trouble.
"Oh fuck" I screamed as the "Saucy Jane" met her maker, becoming nothing more than the original pieces of wood that had created her. I clung wildly to any bit of flotsam I could get hold of, not knowing where I was, how far I was from land and what direction I should try and go. I had never been a strong swimmer so to find myself in this position was terrifying! I looked around trying to see a landmark, anything, but all my eyes encountered was the wild turbulence of the ocean.
I clung on to what appeared to be part of the hull as I wildly struck out with my free arm, struggling against the powerful current, gasping and spluttering as wave after wave washed over me....."Hell I'm drowning" was my last thought as I slipped into unconsciousness.
I heard a voice.....was I in Heaven or in Hell?...it drifted in and out of my concsiousness.....it was a voice I recognised, my mind tried to grasp where I knew this disembodied voice from....it can't be him......I must be dead...and that was my last thought before I again slipped into unconsciousness.
The days and nights that followed were a blur, my skin burned with fever, my hair matted wetly to my head. I remember soft hands sponging my face and body, tenderly pushing a strand of hair from my face and gently tucking it behind my ear.....disjointed thoughts and sensations...and that soft voice.
As the days passed, I became stronger, I remember being fed, but not what I ate, I remember being tended and bathed but all I knew about my saviour was that he was a man of soft words and kind gentle hands.
I finally woke up as the fever broke and stretching I got up on only slightly shaky legs and made my way to what appeared to be the kitchen, quickly putting on coffee and putting bread in the toaster. I wanted to say thank you.
He lay on the other bed, his back to me and I don't know what made me do it, but I felt impelled to reach out and touch his velvet skin and as I did, my fingers jolted as though a surge of electricity had been directed through their tips. There was only one man that I had ever felt that from before...Luca!....I mumbled something about breakfast, I don't know what, the words seemed to come from a long way away, I felt dizzy, faint......I had to get to the bathroom....
I looked at myself in the mirror, taking in my pained dull eyes ringed by dark circles, highlighting my pale skin, before splashing cold water into my face again and again.
Luca, Luca, Luca! the name reverberated around my head, had he recognised me? I couldn't be sure..........
What seemed like hours later, I left the bathroom, only just realising that I was naked, I guessed that during my days and nights of fever that Luca had removed my clothes. I quickly returned to my bedroom, picking up an old pair of shorts and a vest that I saw on top of the laundry basket.
Even though my back was to the door, I sensed his eyes burning into me.....think Scarlet think.....my mind whirled........ok Scarlet play it cool, he doesn't seem to have recognised you........and with that thought and mustering all of my acting skills, I turned around and walked out of the room.
........Breakfast was a rather drab affair, I tried to start up a conversation with my unexpected guest but she seemed to insist on saying no more than two words. "Pretty good morning, gonna catch a dip in the Bay...are you coming?" "No". The conversation went down that road until I gave up and allowed her to eat in silence. I thought if someone had saved me from potential death I would be at least a bit grateful and would eagerly want to express my gratitude. I guess whatever suited her though.
I went about my daily chores and by 11 o'clock I was ready to head off to the bay. I yelled I was leaving and where she could find me if she wanted me but I heard nothing in response so I assumed she was sleeping and didn't want to bother her anymore than I had to, so closing the door and making my way to the sun-kissed Bay I left my strange guest behind somewhere oblivious to my absence.
On reaching the Bay I realized that even though it was two days since the storm subsided the sea was still swirling and churning in the most ominous manner. Guess I would have to put off a swim until later in the day or tomorrow. Disappointed, I ventured further up the beach into the shade of the coconut trees, pulled a book from my pocket and settled down. Nothing like lazing peacefully in the tropics with just nature around you...and err...a stranger with no manners and a seemingly limited vocabulary. Speaking of the devil...here she came traipsing over the sand in my general direction. When it seemed that she would come over to my sheltered spot she diverted and headed down the beach towards the breakwater. "Not safe for swimming!", I yelled, for which I got a flip of her bird in my direction."You can stuff that up your ass you ungrateful bitch," I muttered. Not paying her any attention, I continued to read my book, If that fool was willing to drown then let her...I couldn't care less, or could I? I mean, I could have left her on the beach but I rescued her. Why? I didn't need a female companion, my secretary, Darcie was more than a willing partner especially on lonely business trips and on weekends at my residence in Milan, a bit of a plain Jane, Darcie more than made up for it in bed. She often reminded me of a fling I had four or five years ago with a hotel guest , Scarlet, who just knew where to touch and what to do to get me to release myself and act on my wants and needs without any inhibitions. In fact I could still savour the feel of my penis entering her for the first time as she clutched my forearms groaned my name and lifted her hips to meet mine...Hell, what was I doing, going on fantasizing about a woman who probably is living a life without any thought for me. Many times when I'm with Darcie and between her ever-open legs I dream it is Scarlet who I am making love to, kissing and stroking, sucking and nibbling.God, Snap out of it Luca! She's gone, you messed up! No use crying over spilt milk.It was quite obvious that I needed to stop this train of thought as suddenly I became aware that my pants crotch was twitching and a big bulge had appeared. With that stranger around I wouldn't like to speculate the scenario if she found me in this state! In any case where was she? I glanced up, just in time to see her sunning in the shallow water when a particularly large wave rushed in and before I had a chance to warn her it broke and rolled right over her, completely covering her in swash. It also seemed that she was getting into a bit of difficulty as well. Fully intending to sit where I was and watch her struggle, I soon saw that if I didn't react quickly that she might be dragged in by another wave.
Tossing down my book and sending sand flying in all directions, I darted towards her. reaching her a split second before another giant wave. I covered her with my body and allowed the wave to break and recede, struggling against the swash, before dragging her by her arm up the beach. Once under the shade again, my chivalrous feelings gave way to anger as I saw how close this woman came to getting us both dragged in the sea with her foolhardiness. Without thinking I grasped her shoulders and shook her, forgetting for a moment that she was just a silhouette just days ago. "What the fuck do you think you are doing", I ranted "we could have both been killed", "I'm getting a bit tired of saving your ass and you aren't even showing gratitude...it's almost as if I did something terrible to you and you are trying to get back at me".
.......Oh my God, what the fuck was I doing! He was right, he had saved my life and here was I, sulking like a little kid that couldn't get it's own way. What had I become?
"I'm sorry" I stammered, my teeth chattering, not from cold but from shock. Seeing my distress, Luca's features softened and in two strides he had engulfed me in his big powerful arms....it felt like coming home.
As he stroked my back softly, I felt so comforted, at peace almost. Laying my head on his shoulder, I totally relaxed in his warm embrace....until...
"what's your name baby? I saved your life twice and we havn't even been introduced!"
I jumped like I'd been shot.......think Scarlet....think........
"It's Scsssssuzanna" I stammered again, hoping he hadn't heard the silent 'c' as I almost said my own name. It would be safer this way, although safer for whom, I wasn't quite sure!
"I'm Luca, pleased to make your acquaintance Suzy! Now tell me how in the hell did you come to be shipwrecked on this beach?"
As he pulled me down onto the sand beneath the shady coconut palm, I reluctantly recounted my sorry tale, and the reasons behind my stupid actions. Luca threw back his head and laughed.........he was laughing at me!
"Suzy Q, you sure as hell remind me of someone I used to know!"....I watched his expression change as a whole range of emotions chased across his face, I saw anger, bitterness, sadness then tenderness before his features finally settled into a wry smile.
"You remind me of her in a lot of ways.....you got that wild streak about you!"
I smiled a secret smile, wondering if it was me of which Luca had just spoke so fondly.
As the afternoon slowly changed to early evening, the realisation hit me that we had talked for hours! About nothing, everything, catching up on the last four years and beyond. Luca told me how he went from literally nothing to the overnight success he was today and I realised as we talked what an articulate and intelligent man he was, learning that the plumbing job he had at the hotel when we knew each other, was just a stop-gap while he studied hard. I learnt a lot that afternoon and evening as the sun slowly sank beyond the horizon and fingers of darkness started to appear.
My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that neither of us had ate since breakfast that morning! Luca laughed and pulled me to my feet.
"C'mon Suzy Q, let's go eat!"..............
.........After entering the lodge, we parted ways as Suzy said she was feeling a bit sandy and wanted to freshen up. What wouldn't I give to watch her 'freshen up', Hell, I might even be able to give her some assistance! But she was probably not even thinking in that manner so I quickly pushed that thought aside and focused on what we were going to eat. Maybe a flying fish casserole was in order tonight, just the thing Suzy would need to get her strength back up.
Potatoes, carrots, Cheese, onions, pepper all came out from their respective holding drawers and found their way to counter. Reaching for a knife I set to work cutting and chopping each item to its desired state. Somewhere in between my butchering of the onions, a voice behind me hailed me and said, "Those poor onions...I hope you aren't thinking of serving Onion Fries for dinner!" then came a laugh which chilled me to my bone...that rich, sultry chuckle I knew to well, memories came flooding back...Scarlet teasing me unmercifully while I fixed her bath and laughing at my discomfort...God there I go again! Was this "A Christmas Carol" where strangers appeared and brought back memories you rather forget?
As I turned, the effect her laugh made on me was soon forgotten as a more intense emotion took over, what it was I really cannot explain but I felt it only once before and that was four years ago, the sight before me was truly mesmerizing. Suzy had changed into a plain white T, one of my own, It's hem fell just a few inches below her belly, exposing quite a bit of her glorious ivory thighs down to her well sculpted legs, for a moment I stood there gazing with my mouth open, like a fish out of water, My God, wasn't this scene familiar? What also caught my eye as I stared at Suzy was a butterfly riding high on her right thigh, just like Scarlet...a quick video scene unfolded in my head about the times, I kissed that tattoo on my way up Scarlet's legs to her slick, wet pussy, leaving a trail of my saliva all over it.
"Focus, Luca, Focus", The last thing you want is to believe that this is Scarlet reincarnated. The last thing you want is the lady to think you're a lunatic, if she doesn't think that already. Her voice broke me out of my reverie (funny how her voice caused me to slip in and out of my daydreams) "Here, let me help with the onions, trust a man to botch up the simplest of tasks". Quite thankfully I handed over the knife and started the potatoes, apparently I didn't have much better luck as I soon heard her slyly tell me to try to keep the potatoes bigger than a toffee. Apparantly even that was a chore and after finishing the onions she came over and took the peeler out my hands. As I turned to walk away she grabbed my arm and shook her head, "You're not going to purposely mess up our dinner so you can get me to do everything...stand behind me and I'll guide your hands."
Standing in close proximity to this woman, seeing the profound effect she had on me, was the last thing I wanted to do. She didn't even touch me and I was like a mouse at a cat-party. But what would she think if I refused, unfortunatly I didn't have to make up my mind as she slipped between me and the counter and rested her delicate, smaller palms on my hands.
My hands started to tingle, my head started to spin, hell, even my knees started to buckle a bit, the scent of her hair, an exotic mix of coconut and olive oil extract made its way up my nose, adding to the dillema I was now facing. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward, pressing my front directly into her back...was this woman going to help me cut these potatoes or did she want me to press against her body? maybe I was in fact going mad, but surely this isn't the same Suzy who couldn't string two words together just this morning here now pulling me into her, sandwiching her body between mine and the counter, and now gyrating her hips against my crotch, while rubbing her hands up and down my forearms. Being so close to her I could smell the coconut she used in her blonde-streaked hair, as well as the mango soap she used for her body (would love to taste and see if she tasted as sweet as the fruit), I pressed myself more firmly into her back and whispered "Remember the potatoes Suzy, let's not get carried away now..."
I could feel Luca's warmth against my back, his breath gently fanning the delicate hairs at my nape. He was so close and it felt wonderful!..... Fuck, I could feel all of my long buried feelings returning, I had to stop this right now!
"Hey, this won't get the stew cooked! tell you what we'll do baby, I'll finish up cuttin' the potatoes while you start preparin' the fish!"
As Luca pulled away, I shivered, I wasn't sure if it was because his heat was no longer against my skin or whether it was something else.......
I looked down at the potatoes and the peeler glad that I had something to keep me occupied, anything to take my mind off Luca and the way he made me feel!
I glanced over at Luca as he stood at the sink, the muscles in his strong forearms rippling as he vigourously removed the fish scales and then set to work cleaning and preparing them for cooking. I continued to watch surrepticiously as he added the fish to the pot along with an assortment of herbs and seasonings and then came back over to the counter to collect the vegetables I had prepared, scooping them into his hands and dropping them into the pot along with all the other ingredients.
His face sparkled in the overhead light of the kitchen.....what?....yeah I was right the first time...sparkled....WTF! As I drew closer I burst out laughing as I realised exactly what the 'sparkling' was!.....He was covered in fish scales!
"Whats so funny, girl?"
Still laughing I walked towards him, reaching my fingers out to remove the scales from his face. His skin felt smooth and warm beneath my fingertips.
"What are you doing?"
I realised then that my wandering fingers had started to take on a life of their own, gently carressing his cheek before circling his sensuous lips....I drew back in shock as I heard his words.
"Scales, you were covered in scales"
Luca threw back his head and laughed out loud "guess I look more like a fish than the fish did!
As we laughed together and broke the tense moment, I realised what a close call I had, how on earth was I gonna keep my hands off of him! Luca had already told me that it would be another two days before the supply boat arrived....(we were pretty isolated here).
Feeling totally relaxed and replenished after the wonderful stew we had prepared, we talked and talked about everything and nothing, occasionally lapsing into a companionable silence.
After a while Luca pushed his chair back, reached for a large knife hanging on the kitchen wall and with a "be right back" went out the kitchen door and into the velvet night.....returning minutes later carrying two freshly cut mangoes!
The flesh was juicy and ripe, the sweet juices dripping down my chin in rivulets as I enjoyed this decadent feast!
Without warning he reached over the table, his thumb brushing away the sticky juices from my lips and chin. My heart missed a beat as his thumb moved caressingly over my skin. I closed my eyes, wanting to enjoy this moment.
"C'mon sleepyhead, time for bed, I have a little surprise planned for you later!"
As I drifted off into a deep sleep, my last waking thought was of him, the last words on my lips, a softly whispered "Luca"
I woke up with a start as I felt a hand gently shaking my shoulder, Luca stood over me in nothing more than a pair of bathing shorts.
"what?"
"c'mon Suzy, I have something to show you"
I hastily grabbed the shorts and vest I had worn earlier and quickly followed him.... and as he took my hand and led me out of the door, I was almost blinded by the brilliant moonlight that shone like a beacon along the whole stretch of the deserted beach, the only dark places being the shadows under the palm trees.
"It's beautifiul!" I gasped
My words were lost as Luca had already moved out of earshot and was running towards the ocean, hastily pulling off his shorts as he went, his naked torso now clear in the bright moonlight.
"Oh hell, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em I thought, stripping off my own clothes and running down the beach to catch up!......
"Catch me if you can, Suzy," I yelled behind me as I crashed into the breaking waves, hot on my heels was Suzy, our splashes reverbrated around the Cay as we hit the water and started to swim out into the cool depths. I shivered in delight as my warm naked body was enveloped in the cool caribbean waters, my strong strokes cutting through the water propelling me forward into the inky mass of darkness. What I hadn't counted on was Suzy being so good at swimming! with a few short strokes not only had she pulled level with me but overtook me and was there facing me, bobbing up and down with the movement of the sea with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I stopped my thrashing and stared in amazement."You're going to have to do a hell of a lot better if you even want to challenge me in a cat-and-mouse swimming challenge", a playful smirk now played itself out on her lips...In a few strokes she had closed the distance and was bobbing right in front of me, "It also helps if you down't swim with unecessary weights hun". "what do you mean?" I countered, "This" and with that I felt something brush my things and take a firm grip on my flaccid penis, For an instant I was startled thinking some sea creature had mistaken my tool for an extra large piece of bait, but the steely grip of a human's hand could never been mistaken.
The sensation of my member being prisoner in Suzy's hand sent shivers down my back, and warm waves of pleasure throughout my sacks of love hanging at the end of my now erect pole. In fact she was now stroking it up and down with her hand as she moved closer towards me. I tried to bite back a groan but to no avail, "Shhhh...we don't want to wake the baby fishes, can you imagine what they would do to such a nice piece of meat?", letting go of my cock, she pressed her body against mine and slowly wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms now draped around my neck and my body supporting her weight."You're going to have to be very quiet, because I would much rather have your FAT cock in my tight wet pussy than have some fish nibble it down to a stump!".
She said this with her face just inches from mine, her lips brushing slightly against my ear down to my lips. I was aroused beyond control, and by now my cock was sandwiched against her belly and mine, the current causing us to bump and grind against each other, stimulating and causing it to expand even more, untill it felt like it was about to burst. I had to get inside of Suzy, having her this close to me awoke memories of Scarlet from years ago, the erotic way in which she wrapped her legs around my waist, the feel of her breasts which were being crushed against my muscular chest, the way she rested her arms against the nape of my neck and ran her lips over my face...God, I felt like I was about to explode! I ran my hands down Suzy's sides and watched her arch her back in pleasure and gasp as my hands explored with wanton abandonment. They moved onto her hips and rounded her ample ass, resting on her butt cheeks, I extended my fingers fully and cupped each cheek in my palm and spread them apart, letting the cool sea current run against her tiny, puckered spchinter, and her puffy pussy lips, which was beginning to warm the water between us, whether it was the lust we felt for each other or the molten liquid that was starting to flow between Suzy's legs one thing was for sure, we were going to exit the water emotionally different to when we entered...if we exited at all...
I felt like I was on fire, only Luca had this power to completely make me lose all reason, this was insanity and I knew it, knew that sooner or later he was gonna realise who I was. But I couldn't stop, it was too late anyway, I was posessed!
I gasped in delight as his hands roamed over my body, the hands I remembered so well, smoothing over every inch of my satin skin making each nerve ending tingle until I felt that I would explode!
I clung on to him as though my life depended on it needing to feel his cock inside me, to make me complete. I shifted my position slightly making a grab for it as it bobbed under the water. Luca quickly realised what I was trying to do and held his body down in the water, fighting against the flotation, until I felt his cock nudge my pussy lips before thrusting it inside me, feeling the sensation of the water sloshing inside my cunt as it was displaced felt unbelievably erotic.
We swayed together in the water, finally joined together.
"You like that Suzy, like the feel of my cock?"
"God yes, I gasped, its just as I remembered it" I wish I could have bitten my tongue out as the words left my mouth, I just hope that he hadn't heard me. Fuck, how stupid am I? I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of recognition, but seeing none......I started to relax again.
"Give it to me baby, I want to feel every inch of you, you feel so good, you are gonna make me explode"
This seemed to ignite a flame in Luca, his thrusts getting deeper, harder, longer, faster until my only conscoius thought was of the hot sensations inside my cunt, sending sparks or electricity throughout my body.
"Aaaaaaaggghhhhh" I screamed, as the first waves of the orgasm tore at the insides of my body feeling Luca's body stiffen at the same time, then felt wave after wave of his hot cum shoot into me.
Both totally overcome we sank under the water, coming up spluttering and gasping for air! Luca then tenderly held me, a far off look in his eyes like he was in another time, another place.
"C'mon then Suzy, lets get back, don't want you bein' ill again" and with that he picked me up as though I was a sack of feathers and carried me back to the house, gently laying me on his bed when we got inside. We fell asleep in each others arms, content and satiated........
Suzy awoke with the first light slipping past the curtains into my bedroom. She felt a moment of disorientation at the warm weight along her left side and over her waist. Then she remembered what happened the night before.
"You awake honey", I asked very softly. My breath stirring her hair, "Yes," she responded. "How do you feel?" "Like myself .Mostly." My arm tightened around her waist pulling her closer. The feeling of her round rear-end fitting against my crotch caused a low groan to escape my lips."I'm so sorry about last night, I'm not usually so forthright with females but if you must know, there is something about you which makes me lose my sense of control...Holding you in that water feeling our heartbeats pound in tandem made me realize you are no ordinary woman, Suzy." "Is that so", Suzy said, she looked over her shoulder and deliberately moved her hips against my erection, "God, yes" I groaned, my hand slipping from her waist down between her legs, her legs immediately trapping my hand like a vise.
"I'm sorry Luca, but the last thing I want to be is your sex kitten...All you men do is say nice things until you get what you want, a tight wet cunt to fuck, and then after that you're gone on to the next thing that passes you with two breasts, lovely legs and a pussy between them", I recoiled at the venom in her voice...She quickly pushed her back against my chest causing me to fall on my back and in no time she was straddling my stomach, her naked hips trapping me to the bed as she loomed over me." I would never do that Suzy", but I was quickly hushed by her perpendicular index finger against my lips urging me to not say another word. Satisfied I wasn't going to say another word she ran her eyes...and her hands from my shoulder, across my chest down to my flat stomatch where her hips rested.
Feeling this was a game, I was only too happy to feel Suzy's clit rub against my belly as my beathing caused her to bob up and down and slide forward and backward, all due to the wetness from between her thighs which had now caused a slick deposit between us. I closed my eyes with a moan, reaching up with my hands sliding them from her hips up to her breasts, grasping and kneading them as I bucked my hips, trying to slide Suzy onto my now upright cock which was noisily slapping against her back with a soft "Thowck", also leaving a spot of wetness at its contact points on her body.
Taking a firm hold of my penis with one hand from behind her and pushing my eager hands from her breasts with the other , she lifted her hips and pushed it between her legs pressing it firmly downwards, causing it to lay flat against my stomach, and then she sat down again, pressing her warm, moist flesh to my groin. I sighed with ecstasy. As I reached my hands towards her hips to grind her against my horizontal shaft, she swatted them away and said "Oh no, this won't do" as she reached for a drapery cord and wrapped it around my wrist and the bedpost.
My eyes fluttered and I smiled up at her, "Now you have me captive, what are you doing to do with me". Suzy slid down, pressing her arms against mine, she lowered her lips to my chest and let her mouth trail from one nipple to the other, then rose again to press her sopping wet pussy against my swollen cock. "I don't have you captive yet", she responded.
"Oh Suzy, I'm captive, I'm your sex captive...torture me!" I groaned imapatiently, "That," she whisphered, "is precisely what I intend to do". Suzy lifted herself off the bed and walked toward the second window, where she untied the cord from the drape, then dragging it around her neck like a boa scarf, strutted back to me.
I had, by now, lifted myself up, so that my back was against the headboard and I watch her with due anticipation, practically licking my lips as she sensually walked like a model on the catwalk towards me, twirling the ends of the cord with her fingers and licking and biting her lips.
Suzy climbed on top me again and resumed the rubbing of her clit against my shaft, and taking my other hand in hers, she lifted it to the second bedpost. "Shall I tell you what I intend to do with you?" she whisphered, while gazing intently into my eyes. "I will tie you up. Then taste every inch of you...", I bucked helplessly beneath her. "...and nibble away at you like a cake"..."Orrrrrr, I could walk away and leave you aroused and in need of a good fucking like you did to me four years ago!"
I immediately snapped out of my reverie...SCARLET!..This certainly wasn't going the way I had planned in my head, the chill in Suzy's (or rather Scarlet's) voice told me what my eyes had already informed me of, this hot vixen wasn't playing a game, she had bided her time, waiting for this moment to strike and had done so to deadly effect. How could I be so naive to think that this 'Suzy' was none other than Scarlet, the American tourist who I so vigorously plundered on a warm summer night in Barbados, romping around in her bedsheets and soiling every surface and her skin with my generous spurts of cum and then leaving her high and dry as I was too immature to think about the concequences of my actions, and now here she stands, no longer straddling my body but towering over me, that sweet pussy now inches from my face, teasing me with the sight and smell of her fine musky juices. I should have figured it all out last night, the way she made me want her body, the way my cock perfectly fit her tight cunt, the expletive filled words of lewd encouragement she whisphered as I thrust into her again and again...Now she had me strung up like a goose ready to be cooked, the great Luca Pheonix, shrewd businessman and master financial mogul now at the mercy of a shipwrecked female accountant, who with terrorist like precision carried out the plan she had been formulating ever since I left her. Sometimes I wondered if my brain was located in my head or rather somewhere in my sperm-filled balls! I was well and truly screwed and I knew it...
I hadn't really thought any further than this moment , my idea was just to leave the bastard there as I knew the supply boat would be here tomorrow......but seeing him there, the pained expression on his face? I needed to think.
I got up and quietly left the room, pulled on one of Luca's old T-shirts and let myself out the back door, ignoring his pleas to be released.
As I sat on the beach in the early morning light, the tears streamed down my face. I recounted every minute of our time together, every detail whirled around in my head, the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, his kindness. I could have really loved this man....everything was so fucked up. What was I gonna do?
Finally after much soul-searching and inner turmoil I made my decision.
I walked slowly back to the house, my heart heavy. Luca was in the same position I had left him.
"You came back?"
"Yes" I said barely above a whisper.
"It doesn't have to be this way Scarlet"
"Yeah it does" I crossed over to the bead, untying the bonds that I had tied earlier, keepin my head down so that Luca couldn't see the hot tears that sprang to my eyes.
I silently left the room, found the rags that I was wearing when Luca found me washed up on the beach and leaving his T-shirt neatly folded on the bed, I left this house for the final time......The boat was waiting for me as promised, I had managed yesterday to make a telephone call to arrange my collection from this Island.
My eyes filled with hot burning tears once again as the boat cast off and headed back to Marsh Harbour.
A dark , handsome young man strode his way along a long stretch of sand on the remote cay of Turtle Bay in the Bahamas. His stride oozed confidence, some mistook for arrogance, a stride which belonged to a well-off business man...this man had built an empire in half the time others took to even open their 1st store. He had offices spread all over the world, his name synonymous with wealth and fortune, featured on the last two editions of Fortune 500 and the Wall Street Journal, this man commanded respect wherever he went. The Turtle Bay Cay was only one of his many holiday getaway hot-spots, uninhabited and nature-friendly, this Cay was undeveloped except for a modern flat complete with swimming pool, jacuzzi, 4 bed-rooms, 3 bathrooms, gym amongst other luxurious amenities. He was rumoured to be dating former Miss World contestants but it was...just a rumour, like his getaway, this power broker was secretive, his past was unknown, he just seemed to appear on the scene over night and in 4 years everyone knew his business' name... Luca Phoenix Enterprises.
Uprooted trees, exposed rocks, dead fish. This was the sight that greeted me as I strode along the shoreline of the Cay. Fruits and leaves were strewn everywhere, thankfully the Hurricane merely brushed the Bahamas otherwise I would probably be looking at a greater scale of damage, assuming I would be alive in the first place. Strips of wood also littered the Bay...wood? It was then I began to wonder why wood was on the beach, my boat was safely moored in the boat house at the other end of the Isle, so why bits of a boat-Saucy Jane-at least according to a bit that was being hauled back into he sea from the shore-was littered all over the Bay. This only meant one thing...one fool probably decided to take a sail around the Bahamas Islands and was caught in the storm, in the midst of raging wind and waves and was probably in the belly of some predator fish which patrolled these waters.
Or were they? Wasn't that a feeble cry I just heard...and seeing a figure of a human in the breakwater...I quickly broke into a run, maybe I was just imagining things, but then again suppose that person was one of those tiresome paparazzi photographers who was merely here for more 'exclusive' photos and ask more intrusive questions. My pace slackened a bit, maybe if that was the case then they could stay where they are! Another whimper reached my ears, as I got closer I realized the tide was coming in and I would have to think fast if i wanted to save this human from being swept out to sea. I reached the struggling figure-a woman-and pulled her clear of the swirling waters higher up the beach.
Pieces of seaweed and sand draped her hair, she seemed barely alive, her arms held scratches and bruises no doubt from her adventure during the storm and what was left of her clothes hung loosely about her limbs, battered, torn and wet, this woman needed immediate help as she seemed exhausted and dehydrated and it was only a matter of time before she developed some deadly tropic sickness. I quickly gathered her up in my arms and swiftly set off to my lodge. For some reason, as I watched over her as she comfortably slept in a guest room, her face seemed familiar. She certainly was a looker after she was cleaned up but I pondered where I would have met such a woman from, and who was she?
For five days I tended to the sick lady, her routine was wake-eat-sleep, I never left her side except to get her meals. I slept in a beach chair I dragged from the patio and kept a 24 hr vigil over my new guest. Ironically sex never crossed my mind during the initial days...but that would change soon enough!
On the 6th day, I was awakened by a light touch on my shoulder. Groggily I rolled onto my side and was immediately taken back by the beauty which stood before me..."God, she looked good peacefully sleeping in the bed, but now...", I was probably staring with a dazed look like a teenaged boy who got his first look at a naked female. "Rise and shine sleepy-head", "You better get up before I devour your share of breakfast as well as mine".
What was going on? am I in a trance? It seemed like a dream...a rather good one I must say, especially after breakfast when I walked into her room to fix her bed and saw her stark naked coming from the bathroom en suite. Seeing me there, she simply dried her skin, and put on one of my old surfing shorts and a vest and strode out of the room like I didn't even exist! Maybe I WAS in fact dreaming, but this was one dream I didn't want to wake from just yet!
........I don't know why I took the boat, I guess anger had took over again, the anger that I had lived with for the past four years. And now? my anger and determination would hopefully keep me alive....
I had set out from Marsh Harbour a coupla hours ago. The sun hung like a golden orb high in the sky and only a light breeze ruffled an otherwise calm ocean. The boat was small, barely a row boat with an outboard, a fishing boat "Saucy Jane".....it had crossed my mind as to where the name came from but when I asked Raoul, he said it was named after his mother! Raoul, my holiday lover, my sexy local fisherman, or was, until that fateful moment this morning when I found out "Saucy Jane" was his wife!
It brought the memories flooding back from that fateful day four years ago....and Luca! It was at that point my anger took over, my eyes blinded by scalding tears, I sought the sanctuary of Raoul's boat.
I left the harbour with no clear idea of where I was going, I just felt I had to go, to be alone with my turbulent emotions. Again my mind wandered back in time, remembering the luscious few hours that I had spent with Luca, even after all this time the picture of our hot writhing bodies still played itself out in my head, I had never since found a man who instilled such passion and wanton behaviour in me as he had!.........totally lost in my thoughts I was unaware that the wind had started to pick up, whipping the ocean into a boiling frenzy. I came out of my stupor with a start as the boat hit something solid in the water and the realisation hit me that I was in deep trouble.
"Oh fuck" I screamed as the "Saucy Jane" met her maker, becoming nothing more than the original pieces of wood that had created her. I clung wildly to any bit of flotsam I could get hold of, not knowing where I was, how far I was from land and what direction I should try and go. I had never been a strong swimmer so to find myself in this position was terrifying! I looked around trying to see a landmark, anything, but all my eyes encountered was the wild turbulence of the ocean.
I clung on to what appeared to be part of the hull as I wildly struck out with my free arm, struggling against the powerful current, gasping and spluttering as wave after wave washed over me....."Hell I'm drowning" was my last thought as I slipped into unconsciousness.
I heard a voice.....was I in Heaven or in Hell?...it drifted in and out of my concsiousness.....it was a voice I recognised, my mind tried to grasp where I knew this disembodied voice from....it can't be him......I must be dead...and that was my last thought before I again slipped into unconsciousness.
The days and nights that followed were a blur, my skin burned with fever, my hair matted wetly to my head. I remember soft hands sponging my face and body, tenderly pushing a strand of hair from my face and gently tucking it behind my ear.....disjointed thoughts and sensations...and that soft voice.
As the days passed, I became stronger, I remember being fed, but not what I ate, I remember being tended and bathed but all I knew about my saviour was that he was a man of soft words and kind gentle hands.
I finally woke up as the fever broke and stretching I got up on only slightly shaky legs and made my way to what appeared to be the kitchen, quickly putting on coffee and putting bread in the toaster. I wanted to say thank you.
He lay on the other bed, his back to me and I don't know what made me do it, but I felt impelled to reach out and touch his velvet skin and as I did, my fingers jolted as though a surge of electricity had been directed through their tips. There was only one man that I had ever felt that from before...Luca!....I mumbled something about breakfast, I don't know what, the words seemed to come from a long way away, I felt dizzy, faint......I had to get to the bathroom....
I looked at myself in the mirror, taking in my pained dull eyes ringed by dark circles, highlighting my pale skin, before splashing cold water into my face again and again.
Luca, Luca, Luca! the name reverberated around my head, had he recognised me? I couldn't be sure..........
What seemed like hours later, I left the bathroom, only just realising that I was naked, I guessed that during my days and nights of fever that Luca had removed my clothes. I quickly returned to my bedroom, picking up an old pair of shorts and a vest that I saw on top of the laundry basket.
Even though my back was to the door, I sensed his eyes burning into me.....think Scarlet think.....my mind whirled........ok Scarlet play it cool, he doesn't seem to have recognised you........and with that thought and mustering all of my acting skills, I turned around and walked out of the room.
........Breakfast was a rather drab affair, I tried to start up a conversation with my unexpected guest but she seemed to insist on saying no more than two words. "Pretty good morning, gonna catch a dip in the Bay...are you coming?" "No". The conversation went down that road until I gave up and allowed her to eat in silence. I thought if someone had saved me from potential death I would be at least a bit grateful and would eagerly want to express my gratitude. I guess whatever suited her though.
I went about my daily chores and by 11 o'clock I was ready to head off to the bay. I yelled I was leaving and where she could find me if she wanted me but I heard nothing in response so I assumed she was sleeping and didn't want to bother her anymore than I had to, so closing the door and making my way to the sun-kissed Bay I left my strange guest behind somewhere oblivious to my absence.
On reaching the Bay I realized that even though it was two days since the storm subsided the sea was still swirling and churning in the most ominous manner. Guess I would have to put off a swim until later in the day or tomorrow. Disappointed, I ventured further up the beach into the shade of the coconut trees, pulled a book from my pocket and settled down. Nothing like lazing peacefully in the tropics with just nature around you...and err...a stranger with no manners and a seemingly limited vocabulary. Speaking of the devil...here she came traipsing over the sand in my general direction. When it seemed that she would come over to my sheltered spot she diverted and headed down the beach towards the breakwater. "Not safe for swimming!", I yelled, for which I got a flip of her bird in my direction."You can stuff that up your ass you ungrateful bitch," I muttered. Not paying her any attention, I continued to read my book, If that fool was willing to drown then let her...I couldn't care less, or could I? I mean, I could have left her on the beach but I rescued her. Why? I didn't need a female companion, my secretary, Darcie was more than a willing partner especially on lonely business trips and on weekends at my residence in Milan, a bit of a plain Jane, Darcie more than made up for it in bed. She often reminded me of a fling I had four or five years ago with a hotel guest , Scarlet, who just knew where to touch and what to do to get me to release myself and act on my wants and needs without any inhibitions. In fact I could still savour the feel of my penis entering her for the first time as she clutched my forearms groaned my name and lifted her hips to meet mine...Hell, what was I doing, going on fantasizing about a woman who probably is living a life without any thought for me. Many times when I'm with Darcie and between her ever-open legs I dream it is Scarlet who I am making love to, kissing and stroking, sucking and nibbling.God, Snap out of it Luca! She's gone, you messed up! No use crying over spilt milk.It was quite obvious that I needed to stop this train of thought as suddenly I became aware that my pants crotch was twitching and a big bulge had appeared. With that stranger around I wouldn't like to speculate the scenario if she found me in this state! In any case where was she? I glanced up, just in time to see her sunning in the shallow water when a particularly large wave rushed in and before I had a chance to warn her it broke and rolled right over her, completely covering her in swash. It also seemed that she was getting into a bit of difficulty as well. Fully intending to sit where I was and watch her struggle, I soon saw that if I didn't react quickly that she might be dragged in by another wave.
Tossing down my book and sending sand flying in all directions, I darted towards her. reaching her a split second before another giant wave. I covered her with my body and allowed the wave to break and recede, struggling against the swash, before dragging her by her arm up the beach. Once under the shade again, my chivalrous feelings gave way to anger as I saw how close this woman came to getting us both dragged in the sea with her foolhardiness. Without thinking I grasped her shoulders and shook her, forgetting for a moment that she was just a silhouette just days ago. "What the fuck do you think you are doing", I ranted "we could have both been killed", "I'm getting a bit tired of saving your ass and you aren't even showing gratitude...it's almost as if I did something terrible to you and you are trying to get back at me".
.......Oh my God, what the fuck was I doing! He was right, he had saved my life and here was I, sulking like a little kid that couldn't get it's own way. What had I become?
"I'm sorry" I stammered, my teeth chattering, not from cold but from shock. Seeing my distress, Luca's features softened and in two strides he had engulfed me in his big powerful arms....it felt like coming home.
As he stroked my back softly, I felt so comforted, at peace almost. Laying my head on his shoulder, I totally relaxed in his warm embrace....until...
"what's your name baby? I saved your life twice and we havn't even been introduced!"
I jumped like I'd been shot.......think Scarlet....think........
"It's Scsssssuzanna" I stammered again, hoping he hadn't heard the silent 'c' as I almost said my own name. It would be safer this way, although safer for whom, I wasn't quite sure!
"I'm Luca, pleased to make your acquaintance Suzy! Now tell me how in the hell did you come to be shipwrecked on this beach?"
As he pulled me down onto the sand beneath the shady coconut palm, I reluctantly recounted my sorry tale, and the reasons behind my stupid actions. Luca threw back his head and laughed.........he was laughing at me!
"Suzy Q, you sure as hell remind me of someone I used to know!"....I watched his expression change as a whole range of emotions chased across his face, I saw anger, bitterness, sadness then tenderness before his features finally settled into a wry smile.
"You remind me of her in a lot of ways.....you got that wild streak about you!"
I smiled a secret smile, wondering if it was me of which Luca had just spoke so fondly.
As the afternoon slowly changed to early evening, the realisation hit me that we had talked for hours! About nothing, everything, catching up on the last four years and beyond. Luca told me how he went from literally nothing to the overnight success he was today and I realised as we talked what an articulate and intelligent man he was, learning that the plumbing job he had at the hotel when we knew each other, was just a stop-gap while he studied hard. I learnt a lot that afternoon and evening as the sun slowly sank beyond the horizon and fingers of darkness started to appear.
My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that neither of us had ate since breakfast that morning! Luca laughed and pulled me to my feet.
"C'mon Suzy Q, let's go eat!"..............
.........After entering the lodge, we parted ways as Suzy said she was feeling a bit sandy and wanted to freshen up. What wouldn't I give to watch her 'freshen up', Hell, I might even be able to give her some assistance! But she was probably not even thinking in that manner so I quickly pushed that thought aside and focused on what we were going to eat. Maybe a flying fish casserole was in order tonight, just the thing Suzy would need to get her strength back up.
Potatoes, carrots, Cheese, onions, pepper all came out from their respective holding drawers and found their way to counter. Reaching for a knife I set to work cutting and chopping each item to its desired state. Somewhere in between my butchering of the onions, a voice behind me hailed me and said, "Those poor onions...I hope you aren't thinking of serving Onion Fries for dinner!" then came a laugh which chilled me to my bone...that rich, sultry chuckle I knew to well, memories came flooding back...Scarlet teasing me unmercifully while I fixed her bath and laughing at my discomfort...God there I go again! Was this "A Christmas Carol" where strangers appeared and brought back memories you rather forget?
As I turned, the effect her laugh made on me was soon forgotten as a more intense emotion took over, what it was I really cannot explain but I felt it only once before and that was four years ago, the sight before me was truly mesmerizing. Suzy had changed into a plain white T, one of my own, It's hem fell just a few inches below her belly, exposing quite a bit of her glorious ivory thighs down to her well sculpted legs, for a moment I stood there gazing with my mouth open, like a fish out of water, My God, wasn't this scene familiar? What also caught my eye as I stared at Suzy was a butterfly riding high on her right thigh, just like Scarlet...a quick video scene unfolded in my head about the times, I kissed that tattoo on my way up Scarlet's legs to her slick, wet pussy, leaving a trail of my saliva all over it.
"Focus, Luca, Focus", The last thing you want is to believe that this is Scarlet reincarnated. The last thing you want is the lady to think you're a lunatic, if she doesn't think that already. Her voice broke me out of my reverie (funny how her voice caused me to slip in and out of my daydreams) "Here, let me help with the onions, trust a man to botch up the simplest of tasks". Quite thankfully I handed over the knife and started the potatoes, apparently I didn't have much better luck as I soon heard her slyly tell me to try to keep the potatoes bigger than a toffee. Apparantly even that was a chore and after finishing the onions she came over and took the peeler out my hands. As I turned to walk away she grabbed my arm and shook her head, "You're not going to purposely mess up our dinner so you can get me to do everything...stand behind me and I'll guide your hands."
Standing in close proximity to this woman, seeing the profound effect she had on me, was the last thing I wanted to do. She didn't even touch me and I was like a mouse at a cat-party. But what would she think if I refused, unfortunatly I didn't have to make up my mind as she slipped between me and the counter and rested her delicate, smaller palms on my hands.
My hands started to tingle, my head started to spin, hell, even my knees started to buckle a bit, the scent of her hair, an exotic mix of coconut and olive oil extract made its way up my nose, adding to the dillema I was now facing. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward, pressing my front directly into her back...was this woman going to help me cut these potatoes or did she want me to press against her body? maybe I was in fact going mad, but surely this isn't the same Suzy who couldn't string two words together just this morning here now pulling me into her, sandwiching her body between mine and the counter, and now gyrating her hips against my crotch, while rubbing her hands up and down my forearms. Being so close to her I could smell the coconut she used in her blonde-streaked hair, as well as the mango soap she used for her body (would love to taste and see if she tasted as sweet as the fruit), I pressed myself more firmly into her back and whispered "Remember the potatoes Suzy, let's not get carried away now..."
I could feel Luca's warmth against my back, his breath gently fanning the delicate hairs at my nape. He was so close and it felt wonderful!..... Fuck, I could feel all of my long buried feelings returning, I had to stop this right now!
"Hey, this won't get the stew cooked! tell you what we'll do baby, I'll finish up cuttin' the potatoes while you start preparin' the fish!"
As Luca pulled away, I shivered, I wasn't sure if it was because his heat was no longer against my skin or whether it was something else.......
I looked down at the potatoes and the peeler glad that I had something to keep me occupied, anything to take my mind off Luca and the way he made me feel!
I glanced over at Luca as he stood at the sink, the muscles in his strong forearms rippling as he vigourously removed the fish scales and then set to work cleaning and preparing them for cooking. I continued to watch surrepticiously as he added the fish to the pot along with an assortment of herbs and seasonings and then came back over to the counter to collect the vegetables I had prepared, scooping them into his hands and dropping them into the pot along with all the other ingredients.
His face sparkled in the overhead light of the kitchen.....what?....yeah I was right the first time...sparkled....WTF! As I drew closer I burst out laughing as I realised exactly what the 'sparkling' was!.....He was covered in fish scales!
"Whats so funny, girl?"
Still laughing I walked towards him, reaching my fingers out to remove the scales from his face. His skin felt smooth and warm beneath my fingertips.
"What are you doing?"
I realised then that my wandering fingers had started to take on a life of their own, gently carressing his cheek before circling his sensuous lips....I drew back in shock as I heard his words.
"Scales, you were covered in scales"
Luca threw back his head and laughed out loud "guess I look more like a fish than the fish did!
As we laughed together and broke the tense moment, I realised what a close call I had, how on earth was I gonna keep my hands off of him! Luca had already told me that it would be another two days before the supply boat arrived....(we were pretty isolated here).
Feeling totally relaxed and replenished after the wonderful stew we had prepared, we talked and talked about everything and nothing, occasionally lapsing into a companionable silence.
After a while Luca pushed his chair back, reached for a large knife hanging on the kitchen wall and with a "be right back" went out the kitchen door and into the velvet night.....returning minutes later carrying two freshly cut mangoes!
The flesh was juicy and ripe, the sweet juices dripping down my chin in rivulets as I enjoyed this decadent feast!
Without warning he reached over the table, his thumb brushing away the sticky juices from my lips and chin. My heart missed a beat as his thumb moved caressingly over my skin. I closed my eyes, wanting to enjoy this moment.
"C'mon sleepyhead, time for bed, I have a little surprise planned for you later!"
As I drifted off into a deep sleep, my last waking thought was of him, the last words on my lips, a softly whispered "Luca"
I woke up with a start as I felt a hand gently shaking my shoulder, Luca stood over me in nothing more than a pair of bathing shorts.
"what?"
"c'mon Suzy, I have something to show you"
I hastily grabbed the shorts and vest I had worn earlier and quickly followed him.... and as he took my hand and led me out of the door, I was almost blinded by the brilliant moonlight that shone like a beacon along the whole stretch of the deserted beach, the only dark places being the shadows under the palm trees.
"It's beautifiul!" I gasped
My words were lost as Luca had already moved out of earshot and was running towards the ocean, hastily pulling off his shorts as he went, his naked torso now clear in the bright moonlight.
"Oh hell, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em I thought, stripping off my own clothes and running down the beach to catch up!......
"Catch me if you can, Suzy," I yelled behind me as I crashed into the breaking waves, hot on my heels was Suzy, our splashes reverbrated around the Cay as we hit the water and started to swim out into the cool depths. I shivered in delight as my warm naked body was enveloped in the cool caribbean waters, my strong strokes cutting through the water propelling me forward into the inky mass of darkness. What I hadn't counted on was Suzy being so good at swimming! with a few short strokes not only had she pulled level with me but overtook me and was there facing me, bobbing up and down with the movement of the sea with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I stopped my thrashing and stared in amazement."You're going to have to do a hell of a lot better if you even want to challenge me in a cat-and-mouse swimming challenge", a playful smirk now played itself out on her lips...In a few strokes she had closed the distance and was bobbing right in front of me, "It also helps if you down't swim with unecessary weights hun". "what do you mean?" I countered, "This" and with that I felt something brush my things and take a firm grip on my flaccid penis, For an instant I was startled thinking some sea creature had mistaken my tool for an extra large piece of bait, but the steely grip of a human's hand could never been mistaken.
The sensation of my member being prisoner in Suzy's hand sent shivers down my back, and warm waves of pleasure throughout my sacks of love hanging at the end of my now erect pole. In fact she was now stroking it up and down with her hand as she moved closer towards me. I tried to bite back a groan but to no avail, "Shhhh...we don't want to wake the baby fishes, can you imagine what they would do to such a nice piece of meat?", letting go of my cock, she pressed her body against mine and slowly wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms now draped around my neck and my body supporting her weight."You're going to have to be very quiet, because I would much rather have your FAT cock in my tight wet pussy than have some fish nibble it down to a stump!".
She said this with her face just inches from mine, her lips brushing slightly against my ear down to my lips. I was aroused beyond control, and by now my cock was sandwiched against her belly and mine, the current causing us to bump and grind against each other, stimulating and causing it to expand even more, untill it felt like it was about to burst. I had to get inside of Suzy, having her this close to me awoke memories of Scarlet from years ago, the erotic way in which she wrapped her legs around my waist, the feel of her breasts which were being crushed against my muscular chest, the way she rested her arms against the nape of my neck and ran her lips over my face...God, I felt like I was about to explode! I ran my hands down Suzy's sides and watched her arch her back in pleasure and gasp as my hands explored with wanton abandonment. They moved onto her hips and rounded her ample ass, resting on her butt cheeks, I extended my fingers fully and cupped each cheek in my palm and spread them apart, letting the cool sea current run against her tiny, puckered spchinter, and her puffy pussy lips, which was beginning to warm the water between us, whether it was the lust we felt for each other or the molten liquid that was starting to flow between Suzy's legs one thing was for sure, we were going to exit the water emotionally different to when we entered...if we exited at all...
I felt like I was on fire, only Luca had this power to completely make me lose all reason, this was insanity and I knew it, knew that sooner or later he was gonna realise who I was. But I couldn't stop, it was too late anyway, I was posessed!
I gasped in delight as his hands roamed over my body, the hands I remembered so well, smoothing over every inch of my satin skin making each nerve ending tingle until I felt that I would explode!
I clung on to him as though my life depended on it needing to feel his cock inside me, to make me complete. I shifted my position slightly making a grab for it as it bobbed under the water. Luca quickly realised what I was trying to do and held his body down in the water, fighting against the flotation, until I felt his cock nudge my pussy lips before thrusting it inside me, feeling the sensation of the water sloshing inside my cunt as it was displaced felt unbelievably erotic.
We swayed together in the water, finally joined together.
"You like that Suzy, like the feel of my cock?"
"God yes, I gasped, its just as I remembered it" I wish I could have bitten my tongue out as the words left my mouth, I just hope that he hadn't heard me. Fuck, how stupid am I? I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of recognition, but seeing none......I started to relax again.
"Give it to me baby, I want to feel every inch of you, you feel so good, you are gonna make me explode"
This seemed to ignite a flame in Luca, his thrusts getting deeper, harder, longer, faster until my only conscoius thought was of the hot sensations inside my cunt, sending sparks or electricity throughout my body.
"Aaaaaaaggghhhhh" I screamed, as the first waves of the orgasm tore at the insides of my body feeling Luca's body stiffen at the same time, then felt wave after wave of his hot cum shoot into me.
Both totally overcome we sank under the water, coming up spluttering and gasping for air! Luca then tenderly held me, a far off look in his eyes like he was in another time, another place.
"C'mon then Suzy, lets get back, don't want you bein' ill again" and with that he picked me up as though I was a sack of feathers and carried me back to the house, gently laying me on his bed when we got inside. We fell asleep in each others arms, content and satiated........
Suzy awoke with the first light slipping past the curtains into my bedroom. She felt a moment of disorientation at the warm weight along her left side and over her waist. Then she remembered what happened the night before.
"You awake honey", I asked very softly. My breath stirring her hair, "Yes," she responded. "How do you feel?" "Like myself .Mostly." My arm tightened around her waist pulling her closer. The feeling of her round rear-end fitting against my crotch caused a low groan to escape my lips."I'm so sorry about last night, I'm not usually so forthright with females but if you must know, there is something about you which makes me lose my sense of control...Holding you in that water feeling our heartbeats pound in tandem made me realize you are no ordinary woman, Suzy." "Is that so", Suzy said, she looked over her shoulder and deliberately moved her hips against my erection, "God, yes" I groaned, my hand slipping from her waist down between her legs, her legs immediately trapping my hand like a vise.
"I'm sorry Luca, but the last thing I want to be is your sex kitten...All you men do is say nice things until you get what you want, a tight wet cunt to fuck, and then after that you're gone on to the next thing that passes you with two breasts, lovely legs and a pussy between them", I recoiled at the venom in her voice...She quickly pushed her back against my chest causing me to fall on my back and in no time she was straddling my stomach, her naked hips trapping me to the bed as she loomed over me." I would never do that Suzy", but I was quickly hushed by her perpendicular index finger against my lips urging me to not say another word. Satisfied I wasn't going to say another word she ran her eyes...and her hands from my shoulder, across my chest down to my flat stomatch where her hips rested.
Feeling this was a game, I was only too happy to feel Suzy's clit rub against my belly as my beathing caused her to bob up and down and slide forward and backward, all due to the wetness from between her thighs which had now caused a slick deposit between us. I closed my eyes with a moan, reaching up with my hands sliding them from her hips up to her breasts, grasping and kneading them as I bucked my hips, trying to slide Suzy onto my now upright cock which was noisily slapping against her back with a soft "Thowck", also leaving a spot of wetness at its contact points on her body.
Taking a firm hold of my penis with one hand from behind her and pushing my eager hands from her breasts with the other , she lifted her hips and pushed it between her legs pressing it firmly downwards, causing it to lay flat against my stomach, and then she sat down again, pressing her warm, moist flesh to my groin. I sighed with ecstasy. As I reached my hands towards her hips to grind her against my horizontal shaft, she swatted them away and said "Oh no, this won't do" as she reached for a drapery cord and wrapped it around my wrist and the bedpost.
My eyes fluttered and I smiled up at her, "Now you have me captive, what are you doing to do with me". Suzy slid down, pressing her arms against mine, she lowered her lips to my chest and let her mouth trail from one nipple to the other, then rose again to press her sopping wet pussy against my swollen cock. "I don't have you captive yet", she responded.
"Oh Suzy, I'm captive, I'm your sex captive...torture me!" I groaned imapatiently, "That," she whisphered, "is precisely what I intend to do". Suzy lifted herself off the bed and walked toward the second window, where she untied the cord from the drape, then dragging it around her neck like a boa scarf, strutted back to me.
I had, by now, lifted myself up, so that my back was against the headboard and I watch her with due anticipation, practically licking my lips as she sensually walked like a model on the catwalk towards me, twirling the ends of the cord with her fingers and licking and biting her lips.
Suzy climbed on top me again and resumed the rubbing of her clit against my shaft, and taking my other hand in hers, she lifted it to the second bedpost. "Shall I tell you what I intend to do with you?" she whisphered, while gazing intently into my eyes. "I will tie you up. Then taste every inch of you...", I bucked helplessly beneath her. "...and nibble away at you like a cake"..."Orrrrrr, I could walk away and leave you aroused and in need of a good fucking like you did to me four years ago!"
I immediately snapped out of my reverie...SCARLET!..This certainly wasn't going the way I had planned in my head, the chill in Suzy's (or rather Scarlet's) voice told me what my eyes had already informed me of, this hot vixen wasn't playing a game, she had bided her time, waiting for this moment to strike and had done so to deadly effect. How could I be so naive to think that this 'Suzy' was none other than Scarlet, the American tourist who I so vigorously plundered on a warm summer night in Barbados, romping around in her bedsheets and soiling every surface and her skin with my generous spurts of cum and then leaving her high and dry as I was too immature to think about the concequences of my actions, and now here she stands, no longer straddling my body but towering over me, that sweet pussy now inches from my face, teasing me with the sight and smell of her fine musky juices. I should have figured it all out last night, the way she made me want her body, the way my cock perfectly fit her tight cunt, the expletive filled words of lewd encouragement she whisphered as I thrust into her again and again...Now she had me strung up like a goose ready to be cooked, the great Luca Pheonix, shrewd businessman and master financial mogul now at the mercy of a shipwrecked female accountant, who with terrorist like precision carried out the plan she had been formulating ever since I left her. Sometimes I wondered if my brain was located in my head or rather somewhere in my sperm-filled balls! I was well and truly screwed and I knew it...
I hadn't really thought any further than this moment , my idea was just to leave the bastard there as I knew the supply boat would be here tomorrow......but seeing him there, the pained expression on his face? I needed to think.
I got up and quietly left the room, pulled on one of Luca's old T-shirts and let myself out the back door, ignoring his pleas to be released.
As I sat on the beach in the early morning light, the tears streamed down my face. I recounted every minute of our time together, every detail whirled around in my head, the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, his kindness. I could have really loved this man....everything was so fucked up. What was I gonna do?
Finally after much soul-searching and inner turmoil I made my decision.
I walked slowly back to the house, my heart heavy. Luca was in the same position I had left him.
"You came back?"
"Yes" I said barely above a whisper.
"It doesn't have to be this way Scarlet"
"Yeah it does" I crossed over to the bead, untying the bonds that I had tied earlier, keepin my head down so that Luca couldn't see the hot tears that sprang to my eyes.
I silently left the room, found the rags that I was wearing when Luca found me washed up on the beach and leaving his T-shirt neatly folded on the bed, I left this house for the final time......The boat was waiting for me as promised, I had managed yesterday to make a telephone call to arrange my collection from this Island.
My eyes filled with hot burning tears once again as the boat cast off and headed back to Marsh Harbour.



