Prodigal Son (Jensen Family #1) (6 page)

Paul spent the majority of
the morning on the boat, doing a little unsuccessful fishing. Pulling up
alongside the family’s private dock, he secured the boat then erected the hood
over the wheelhouse so that the interior of the boat would remain dry should it
rain and therefore be ready for use when Jackson or anyone else needed it. He
noticed that no one was outside when he came up the beach from the dock and so
made a quick detour to unlock the housekeepers’ cottage before going to the
villa to find his siblings.

“Hey.” he said upon entering
the kitchen and finding Matt cutting up tomatoes

“You were gone a long time.”
Matt glanced at his brother before turning back to the chopping
board      

“Yeah, had to go and get fuel
then I thought I’d do some fishing.”

“Catch anything?”

“Nothing.”
Paul answered “I thought Tessa was doing lunch?”
“She pulled the big sister card and told me to do it; she and Suzanne wanted to
take showers before lunch to wash off their sun cream, you can give me a hand
now you’re here.”

“Oh hell no, I’m not
interfering, I’ve been sweating on the boat all morning, I need a shower too,
anyway, I’m not hungry so you only need to make enough for three.” he slipped
out of the kitchen and up the stairs, as he reached the first floor he could
hear a hairdryer and the two girls having a shouted conversation over the
noise. He continued on up to the second floor where his room and bathroom were,
closing the door and stripping off, he stepped into the shower, holding his
face up to the warm water, trying not to think about Suzanne and the things
they would hopefully get up to later that afternoon.

After vainly trying to take
his time in the shower, thinking on his way down the stairs “Seriously, what
takes girls so long in the shower?” he walked through the kitchen,
 grabbed an apple and went to sit in the pergola while he waited for Matt
and Tessa to finish their lunch and go off for their siesta. He was sorely
disappointed when all three teenagers stretched out on the sun beds after
lunch. He decided to join them;

“What was the point of you
two taking showers if you are just going to sit in the sun again?” he asked
sitting astride the vacant sun bed.

“We aren’t in the sun and we
get a breeze here, it gets far too stuffy in the villa for a decent siesta.”
Tessa replied.

Paul shrugged and lay back on
the sun bed next to Suzanne, he stretched out his hand to touch her arm knowing
from this position neither of his siblings would see the movement. Suzanne
turned her head in his direction, lowering her shades to look at him; she
smiled when he held up a set of keys and raised a questioning eyebrow.

“Be patient.” she mouthed at
him, smiling again when he let out a theatrical sigh and folded his arms over
his chest. Suzanne had picked her bikini carefully when she stepped out of the
shower choosing one with easily releasable tie up straps on both the top and
bottom, one tug on the loosely tied bows and she would be fully exposed.

Turning onto her left side
therefore presenting her back to Tessa, not only did Suzanne have the lovely
view of Paul’s tanned, sleek body but it also gave the message to her friend
that she didn’t want to talk, she just wanted to sleep. It didn’t take long
before she heard light snores from Matt and, glancing over her shoulder, she
saw that Tessa was curled up in a ball, also sound asleep. She touched Paul’s
hand as she came to her feet; he glanced at his siblings, got to his feet and
preceded her to the footpath that led around the villa. As he walked, he felt
his nerves kick in, his stomach felt like lead and his hands began to get
clammy;

“Come on Paul.” he talked to
himself in his head “You can do this, you want this, find some balls and for God’s
sake don’t let her see how nervous you are, it’s not like you’re a total novice
after all.” Paul had had various experiences with some of the older girls at
school and he was more than adept and using his hands and mouth to give
pleasure and enjoyed it immensely but not one of the girls had been willing to
let him get past what he saw as second base.

Suzanne watched Paul as he
walked ahead of her, his smooth, tanned back was tense and he wasn’t walking
with the graceful fluid movements of his natural pace. With a jolt, she
realised he was nervous and was puzzled as to why. He had a reputation at
school as a ladies’ man; the girls would literally climb over each other to get
some attention from him and she’d heard reports from the luckier ones that he knew
what he was doing. She shrugged; perhaps it was just the fear of getting caught
that was making him nervous.

“What is this place?” Suzanne
asked as they reached the cottage

“It’s the housekeepers’ summer
place, she won’t be here until the end of the week.” he replied as he opened
the door and stood aside to let her in.

“Lucky
housekeeper.”
Suzanne commented as
she surveyed the plush but simple decorations, she heard the door click shut
“You’d better lock that.” she advised.

“Can I get you anything? A
drink maybe?” he asked, stalling.

“You can come here.” she
smiled and reached up to tie her long blond hair into a pony tail, his hands
were on her waist, his mouth pressed to hers before she had finished, dropping
her hands to his shoulders, she kissed him back, hard. She felt the strap
around her ribs loosen followed swiftly by the one around her neck then felt
his warm hands on the pale skin of her breasts.

Paul had to stoop for his
mouth to reach her breasts, he felt awkward and uncomfortable like this. As he
moved to stand straight, his hands grasped her behind and he hoisted her up
against his body, she responded by wrapping her legs around him and planting
another kiss on his wonderfully full lips. Paul backed up into the bedroom and
gently laid her across the bed leaning over her to pay her breasts the proper
attention they deserved as her hands grasped his hair and guided his movements.

Letting his hips rest on hers
he felt her begin to grind against him heightening his arousal to epic
proportions. He lifted himself off her, looking at her luscious body then
having to close his eyes, blocking the sight, calming himself but not
succeeding as her hands were roaming his body.

Suzanne felt herself becoming
impatient, she didn’t want the niceties this time around, she didn’t want him
to be gentle and had fully expected for him to have her naked and be pounding
away by now but he seemed determined to take his time which only served to
increase her frustration. She reached for his loose fitting shorts and swiftly
dealt with pushing them off his hips exposing him in his full glory to her, she
used her feet to push the shorts down his legs while reaching for him and
holding the hot hard flesh in her tiny hand, she heard him gasp as she began to
stroke him, making him harder if that was possible.

Paul plucked at the bows
either side of her hips, once undone, he grasped the scrap of material and
whipped it out from under her and she was now as naked as he was. His hand
spread out over her mound, the skin was amazingly soft and she was shaved clean
fulfilling one of Paul’s fantasies. Turning his hand and once again leaning
over her, he kissed her deeply, sliding a finger along her slit at the same
time as his tongue slid into her mouth.

Her hips bucked against his
hand and she reached down and covered his hand with hers, pushing his fingers
harder onto and into her, a brief thought of “Wow he’s good at this.” flitted
through her brain moments before he slid another finger into her and kissed his
way down her body. He paused for just a moment before leaning forward and
tasting her, she moaned and pushed her hips toward his mouth, removing his
fingers from her to concentrate on sucking her sex into his mouth, clamping his
hands on her hips preventing her from moving and giving him total control as he
began to drink her in.

Suzanne began to breathe
quicker, she had grasped a handful of his dark hair and hung on for dear life
silently thanking the powers above that he hadn’t just pushed his way into her
for a quick fuck, she gave herself over to his tongue and lips, relishing in
his obvious enjoyment of the act. She felt the familiar tingling and pushing
sensation that marked the start of her orgasm hoping frantically that he
wouldn’t stop now,

“Don’t stop.” she gasped,
pushing against his restraining hands “Don’t stop, yes there, stay
there.....I’m going to cum.” throwing one leg over his shoulder, the force of
her orgasm finally freeing her hips from the cage of his hands as she rode the
final waves of her orgasm on his persistent tongue. With her clitoris now super
sensitive, she pulled his head away from her by his hair, hooking her heels
behind his legs, she guided him up the bed and into her, kissing him and
tasting herself as he eased his ample appendage into her, feeling him open her
with each movement.

Paul’s head was reeling, she
had tasted so good, he could have stayed there for a good while longer but she
obviously had other ideas. He had to admit, he was slightly impressed with
himself, he’d been immensely worried about cumming too soon but as that so far
hadn’t happened he figured he was good to go the whole way, he hadn’t even
considered that the intense feelings around the head of his penis as he entered
would very nearly push him over the edge.

He paused as the head of his
penis slid past her lips, holding his breath frantically thinking of things
that would normally turn him off. Succeeding in keeping his cool, he edged a
little further into her feeling her slick inner walls stretch to accommodated
him, this is the feeling he’d been waiting for, he could honestly say he had
never felt anything quite as good. He planned to savour every moment, to slowly
inch his way into her up to the hilt but Suzanne didn’t allow that, when he
paused for the third time, she took matters into her own hands and thrust her
hips up to meet his forcing him into her, she then began to gyrate against him,
relieved when he took up the rhythm and began to fuck her how she really wanted
him to.

Suzanne kept gasping
“Harder.” at him and slamming her hips up to his.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”
he whispered.

“On your back.” she ordered,
she was overly aroused now, she had come once and wanted to again, she wasted
no time in straddling him as he turned onto his back digging her fingers into
his chest, she began to ride him in earnest delighting in the size of him and
how deep inside he was.

Paul watched as this petite
blond lowered herself onto him, he watched as he disappeared inside her, had he
known sex felt this good, he would have done it long before now. Suzanne was
riding him like she was in a rodeo, he felt her juices on his stomach and
running between his legs as she brought herself to orgasm twice before he’d
even gathered his thoughts, he reached up to roll her erect nipples between his
fingers then gently but firmly pulled her down to him so that he could once
more pull the delicious orbs into his mouth.

She came again as he gently
bit down on her nipple, her whole body shaking, her vagina having spasms around
his penis, his hands left her breasts to grab her hips as he too reached a long
awaited orgasm. Suzanne collapsed onto his chest, they were both breathing
heavily. She snuggled closer into him as he wrapped his arms around her wanting
to stay this way. She raised her head to kiss him;

“When does the house keeper
arrive?” she asked.

“She’ll be here by the end of
the week.”

“Cool, same time tomorrow
then?”

Paul nodded but in his head
he was shouting and punching the air “Score, I didn’t mess up, she wants to do
it again.”

Paul encouraged Suzanne to
leave the cottage before him to make it less obvious to Matt and Tessa that
they had spent the siesta together; it also gave him time to gloat over his
performance.

Locking the cottage and
dropping the keys into his pocket, he found he couldn’t wipe the smile from his
face; he was a very happy boy.

Matt was setting up the
volley ball net when he reached the beach. Paul gave his brother a hand then
went to find the ball from the stores under the villa. Suzanne saw Paul
disappear under the house and joined him on the pretence of helping to find the
ball.

“Can’t get enough?” he
grinned.

“You weren’t
that
good.”
she mocked “I just wanted to get a couple of things straight.” she continued
“Tessa doesn’t find out about us and just so you know, we aren’t dating, you
are far too young.”

“I’m too young to date but
not to fuck?” he asked “That’s rich but ok, I’ll go along with that, I’m all
for Tessa not finding out. So, this means I can chat up some of those stunning
brunettes that swan around the beach?”

“Yes, so can
I
, in case you hadn’t noticed, this entire place is filled
with tall, dark, handsome men, just my type.”

“Ok, don’t you go getting jealous
though.” he threw the volley ball at her and stepped towards her his arm
whipping around her waist before she could back away, his lips planting
themselves on her lips “Just leave yourself with enough energy for me.” he
whispered in her ear before leaving the store room.