Free Pleasure Island by T.G. Haynes Page B

foamed up and an intoxicating aroma filled the air. Nikki then went back into the bedroom to undress. Reaching around the back of her neck, she took hold of the zip, lowered it, and stepped out of the little black dress. Although the room was relatively cool compared to the temperature outside, she was still grateful to abandon the garment. Though the fabric wasn’t particularly heavy, it was still too thick for daytime attire on this sunny Caribbean island.
    Nikki laid the dress down on the bed, unclipped her suspender belt, wriggled out of it, and slid off the stockings she was wearing. She then unhooked her bra and last, but not least, removed her panties. No sooner had she done so than the door to her room reopened and Matt walked in. He stopped dead in his tracks, mesmerized by the glorious sight in front of him.
    Nikki’s immediate reaction was to try and cover herself. Her right arm shot up so as to conceal her breasts, while her left hand covered her groin. Rather than excuse himself, Matt closed the door, then turned around and faced her. After a few seconds of feeling embarrassed, she found herself growing in confidence, largely due to the way Matt regarded her, until eventually, she felt bold enough to lower her right hand. He admired her breasts appreciatively. And she didn’t stop there; the next second, she removed her left hand.
    He shook his head gently. ‘You truly are beautiful, aren’t you?’
    Nikki blushed slightly. ‘I’m glad you think so.’
    Matt walked up to her. After the events on the plane, she longed for him to touch her. Instead of doing so, he lifted up the crimson dress that he was carrying and held it against her to gauge the fit. It looked perfect. He placed it down upon the bed.
    ‘You can touch me, you know,’ she murmured.
    Matt hesitated. ‘Are you sure you want me to?’
    ‘I-I think so,’ she stammered.
    He didn’t seem entirely convinced. ‘I’d like you to be certain.’
    ‘I thought you were supposed to obey my every command?’ she said, a fraction more confidently.
    ‘I am. But, Nikki, you’re not like any of the princess’ usual guests. You’re special and you deserve to be treated as such. So, before I touch you, I need you to be absolutely sure it’s what you want.’
    Nikki had envisaged having sex with Matt as a casual affair, but his comments took her by surprise and made her rethink this idea. She appreciated them twofold, for not only did they indicate that he had a degree of respect for her, they also made her feel unique and valued. The only slight downside was that they also caused her to hesitate before replying, which gave off the wrong signal. Matt backed away across the room and went to leave.
    ‘You don’t have to go,’ she blurted out.
    It was Matt’s turn to consider. ‘And you don’t have to rush this. Why not mull it over for a while? You can call me anytime, once you’re certain.’
    Nikki smiled, rather bashfully. ‘Thanks.’
    ‘What for?’
    ‘Being so –’ she walked over to him ‘– lovely.’
    She pressed her lips lightly against his and kissed him, tenderly. She then wrapped her arms around his shoulders, experimenting with how it felt to hold him. He responded in kind and the kiss became more passionate. As they parted, Nikki kept his bottom lip trapped between her own. She sucked upon it for a second or two until she felt a stirring in his crotch. Rather pleasingly, she could clearly tell the effect she was having on him. Only when she was sure that he was fully erect did she release his bottom lip.
    ‘Nice?’ he asked.
    Nikki closed her eyes momentarily and nodded.
    ‘Good,’ he replied.
    ‘Maybe later, then?’ she intimated.
    ‘Like I said, Miss Foster, all you have to do is call.’ With that, he bowed and took his leave of her.
    Alone once more, Nikki padded across to the bathroom. The elegant bathtub was now three-quarters full, and so she turned off the tap. She tested the water and found it a trifle