Sex on Summer Sabbatical (7 page)

Chapter Ten

To simplify things and make the most of their space, Adam had volunteered to use the kids’ bathroom, so he’d headed in with his stuff to get ready for bed while Tori was in the master bath. He wondered as he brushed his teeth when was the last time he’d been a bit nervous about sleeping with a woman…and by that he meant actually sleeping. To be honest, he hadn’t ever really given it much thought before.

He’d tossed off that flirtatious remark earlier, but had immediately given himself a mental head-smack. Why had he even gone there when he was trying not to become more intimate?

Because he really,
really
wanted to. That was why.

He set his toothbrush aside and splashed some water on his face. If he didn’t pull himself together and start being consistent, he was going to look like a complete idiot, or at the very least indecisive.

And speaking of indecisive—sleep pants or boxer briefs? He usually slept in the buff but…

Oh hell, might as well wear both. Probably be good as a reminder for his control.

He slipped on the items then walked back through to the living area. The door to the master was wide open.

“Tori?”

“Come on in.” She padded barefoot out of the bathroom in a faded blue Cal Bears T-shirt that hung almost to her knees. It had the look of something that she wore a lot…and by its size and how boxy it was, it was obviously a man’s shirt. After an initial smile at him, she was no longer looking at him, busy sorting through some clothes she’d unpacked into the dresser.

A twinge hit him in the gut. Whose shirt had she kept? It took him a moment to realise that he was jealous of some mystery man from her past. It was a pretty alien feeling and didn’t sit well with him at all.

Turning away, he went to the window to look out on the subtly lit pool area and beyond to the palm trees silhouetted against the ocean. It was mostly quiet and the sound of the waves was soothing. “Is it okay with you if we leave the window open tonight?” he quietly asked over his shoulder.

“That sounds perfect.” Her voice was closer than he’d anticipated. She slid her hands around his abdomen and laid her cheek against his bare back.

The conflicting emotions warring within were a new experience for him. He loved being close to her, but not knowing where he stood, not knowing what the future held when so much was at stake, left an uneasy edge to his joy in being with her.

He swallowed down his discontent and reached back to pull her around the front of him, wrapping his arms around her as they both looked out of the window together. He heard her yawn and had to smile.

“It’s been a long, full day. Why don’t we go to bed?” he prompted.

“Mmm, that’s probably a good idea, but part of me doesn’t want to miss a moment.”

Adam knew what she meant. He turned and guided her away from the window and towards the bed. “You’ll still be in Hawaii and listening to the waves all night while you get some sleep. What side would you like?”

She answered by crawling up on the bed and across to the side away from the window closest to the bathroom. The back of the tee rode up her legs and gave him a glimpse of something satiny and aqua.
More new lingerie?
He groaned.

Tori lifted the covers and slid between the sheets, lying on her side facing Adam. He knew as soon as her head hit the pillow that he wouldn’t have much problem keeping it casual tonight. Her eyelids were already drooping.

He smiled at the sight she made, barely a bump in the covers of the big bed. He climbed in on his side and faced her, reaching out a hand to brush back a curl that had fallen across her temple near her eye.

“You didn’t look very happy when you came into the room,” she mumbled, though her sleepy gaze was direct.

Damn, she was observant. He decided to just put it out there. “I was just wondering whose shirt that was.”

A line appeared between her eyebrows as she frowned. “What? This shirt? It’s mine.”

“I mean before… Who you got it from.”

“Always been mine. I bought it about… Well, a long time ago. In college. Why? Did you think it was some ex-boyfriend’s?”

He was sure his guilty expression gave him away.

“I’d like to think I’m not that crass,” she chided gently. “Even if I
had
kept something like that, I wouldn’t wear it to bed with my new…” She trailed off.

Adam wondered why she’d stopped. “Boyfriend?” he finished for her.

She looked away over his head towards the window. “Well, yes, I suppose.”

Ouch. She supposes
? Adam opened his mouth, a bit disconcerted that she was so reluctant to name him as such when they’d been dating for over a month. “You—”

She snapped her gaze back to meet his. “No! I’m sorry. That sounded bad. I just mean, a boyfriend sounds like something a teenager would have. I was trying to think of a more…adult term.”

Relieved, Adam relaxed back onto the pillow. “Lover?” he suggested.

“Well…”

“No, I guess that wouldn’t exactly fit yet either. Date?”

“We’re more than just dates by now. I mean, who goes on a date to Hawaii?”

“Hmm…” Adam loved how serious her expression was as she tried to think, but at the same time she looked so sleepy. “Partners wouldn’t work either. I think you’d have to be living together for that one to apply.”

“Hmm…” she echoed as her eyes drifted closed then opened again. “How about…?”

He waited for her to finish her sentence, but her eyes blinked closed again and remained shut this time.

“I think that lovers and partners is the way we’re headed, Tor,” he whispered. “At least I hope so. That’s why we’re taking the scenic route.”

Tori exhaled on a sigh and it looked as though a faint smile crossed her lips as she sank deeper into sleep.

* * * *

Tori found a safe place to stand and came up above the surface when Adam tapped her on the shoulder. He removed his snorkel from his mouth and said, “I think you’re ready for some shade. You look pretty pink.” Adam pressed a finger to her cheek then nodded as though to confirm his suspicions. “Yep. Definitely pink. Break time.”

She followed suit and grimaced at the rubbery taste she was aware of now that she wasn’t distracted by the wonders of the coral beds just offshore from their condo complex. “But I can see some really yellow fish I wanted to—”

“Later. Trust me. The fish will still be there, and we have a few days yet. Besides, I have a surprise for you.”

“Another one?” He’d already surprised her this morning with a gift of what he’d called a rashguard, but was basically just a long-sleeved, swimsuit material shirt—to keep her from getting burned while they went snorkelling, he’d told her—then had shown her the snorkelling gear he’d gone to pick up before she’d woken up.

She glanced longingly one last time at the coral under the water then carefully followed Adam back ashore to the sand. There were actually trees growing along the edge of the grass and beach, so at this time of day, there were shady patches of sand. A few people had brought chairs down, some in the sun and some in the shade, but still there were barely a dozen people within sight in any direction. Adam had chosen their accommodations well.

After a quick rinse, they walked to their lanai. “Would you like a water?” Tori offered. But before she could open the screen door to go inside, Adam stopped her with a hand on her arm.

“Sure, but after that, why don’t you take a shower and get cleaned up? We’re going to take a short drive and then have dinner out. If that’s okay?” he hastened to add.

Tori nodded, already beginning to understand just how much pleasure Adam took in planning and doing. It was actually really nice being on the receiving end of his enthusiasm for different activities, and she was happy to go along with his ideas. He hadn’t hit a clunker yet…other than possibly the rock wall at the gym a couple of weeks ago. She’d got stuck frozen in place partway up the wall and couldn’t force herself to go up or down, or let go. Adam had had to climb up to her and basically prise her fingers from the hand-holds to allow the belayer to lower her back to the floor.

So, if it didn’t involve heights, she was open for anything he came up with.

“That sounds great. Should I wear anything specific?”

“How about the tropical print sundress I saw hanging in the closet? Oh, and bring a sweater.”

“We’re going to a luau, aren’t we?” Tori chuckled at the crestfallen look on Adam’s face at her having guessed his surprise. She crossed to him and gave him a light kiss. “I love that idea, and thank you for planning it. I think I would’ve figured it out when we pulled up at the venue anyway.”

“That’s true.” When she would’ve backed away, he held her in place for one more lingering kiss. “Having fun?”

“The best fun of my life,” she replied in a subconscious echo of her goals. Adam’s expression sobered a bit and he released her from his embrace. She studied him. Not for the first time, she wondered if he indeed knew something about the
other
goal, the one she hadn’t shared with him and never would. It was possible, since she had thought she’d noticed her notebooks being out of place the day he’d used her computer to check his email. At the time, she’d thought he might have just knocked them askew accidentally then put them back. She wouldn’t have taken him for a snoop. But then again, human nature being what it was, curiosity might have got the better of him…

However, if he did know about that goal, why on earth hadn’t they had sex yet?

Still puzzling over that, knowing that the answer wouldn’t be forthcoming any time soon, she excused herself to get ready.

When she got into the bathroom and had stripped, she gave herself a once-over and grimaced when she saw the back of her neck. There was a definite line in the small area between the mock turtleneck of the rashguard and her hairline. She made a mental note to thank Adam both for the gift of the cover-up and for calling a halt to their snorkelling when he had. She had a reddish hue to her hair and was fair-skinned, but fortunately didn’t burn as easily as her mother. Still, they were in the tropics, so it wasn’t a matter of
if
she burned but rather to what degree. She’d need to make sure to slap sunscreen on more often tomorrow.

Tori got in the shower and washed her body and hair then added conditioner. While she left it in, she ran her hands back down her body and thought about the night to come. Last night had been all about sleeping, but she hoped to do more than sleep in that comfy bed tonight.

She smiled to herself and slid her slick hands back up to cup her breasts, gliding her thumbs over her nipples as she imagined Adam naked and wet on the other side of the wall. The thought sent a shot of lust through her and she gave them a tweak then soothed them with her palms. She felt the unmistakeable tingling in her pussy.

How many times had she masturbated since she’d met Adam? If the old wives’ tale was true, she’d be blind by now.

She ran her hand down between her thighs and sent her fingers skating over her clit. Dipping a finger inside, she confirmed the slick feel of her juices and used them to lubricate her nub in earnest. By now she knew that, while shower gel worked well, nothing felt as good as the real thing.

After watching Adam’s gorgeous body well on display all day in his suit, it didn’t take her long to approach her climax. The final straw was imagining that Adam needed some toiletry item and knocked, but she couldn’t hear over the water. So he walked in and watched her pleasuring herself, stroking his cock as he urged her on…

Oh God
…

She threw a hand out against the wall and shuddered as she came hard, panting as though she’d just finished one of Adam’s gruelling workouts. While she recovered, she mentally sorted through what she would wear to bed under her T-shirt tonight. Maybe nothing?

Brilliant. Nothing it is
.

That reminded her of their conversation right before she’d fallen asleep. She couldn’t believe he’d been jealous at the idea of her wearing another man’s T-shirt to bed. Maybe she should ask him for one of his. Especially if it carried his scent. She loved the pure, masculine smell of him. He was intoxicating, even after working out, and whatever products he used for grooming weren’t overpowering like a lot of men’s.

Mmm
…

For a moment she was tempted to bring herself off again, but the water had begun to cool and she reluctantly set aside her explorations and finished rinsing her hair.

Tori shut off the water and listened, noting that the other shower was still running. She wondered if Adam was doing some self-love of his own. The thought made her smile.

I will get what I want from you soon, Adam. But now… I think I want all the ‘strings’ in the world
.

Would he want something serious at his age, though? Especially with someone hers?

Only time would tell. And speaking of time, it was time to get ready for what promised to be another wonderful evening with Adam.

Chapter Eleven

“That was wonderful,” Tori enthused on the drive back to their condo. “I really got the feeling that the dancers were expressing their heritage and love of dance rather than just doing a job. Maybe that’s an intentional part of what they do to be successful,” she admitted, “but it was still amazing to watch.”

Adam glanced away from the road to smile at Tori as she continued to recount the things she’d enjoyed about the luau and the dancing. Her love for life was really infectious and, as hard as he tried, he could never understand why she’d hidden herself in her work for so long. Everything they did seemed new to her, but she embraced it all with verve.

Well, he was selfishly glad that he was able to be with her through so many firsts. He found himself thinking daily about what else he could introduce her to. Of course, opening that line of thought often led to ideas that were less innocent fun but he knew would be just as entertaining.

Which in turn led to a lot of solo sessions in the shower.

Adam shifted in his seat as they pulled into the parking lot and he made his way to the spot in front of their door. “Home sweet home,” he announced as he parked the rental car then turned off the engine.

The sudden quiet embraced them and when Tori didn’t immediately open her door, he looked over to find her watching him.

“You are an incredible man, Adam Cross.”

“You’re the incredible one, Ms Warren. Wait there,” he cautioned and opened his door. He got out and walked quickly around the car to open hers for her. She placed her hand in his and rose from her seat. He admired the flash of bare thigh when her wrap skirt parted as she stood then shrugged with a grin as she gave him a raised eyebrow.

“Hey, you can’t blame a guy for looking.” He closed and locked the car, then moved to open the condo.

“True. And guys aren’t the only ones who look, you know.”

As he held the door open, he turned to look at her enquiringly and caught her lifting her gaze from the direction of his ass. Then she waggled her eyebrows and winked.

He laughed loudly then quietened when she shushed him as she walked past him into their place. “People might be sleeping.”

“Hmm, maybe. You shouldn’t be so funny then. I can’t help it if you make me laugh.”

Adam went to start the Kona coffee brewing for their nightly cup on the lanai, then they each took a few minutes to freshen up and get comfortable. When he saw her emerge from the bedroom and walk out onto the lanai, Adam mourned the loss of the flattering dress with its tendency to billow open and show her legs. But, he thought as he fixed their mugs, he had to admit Tori was still sexy in anything she wore, even sweats and a T-shirt. Might even be sexier since she was tousled and scrubbed clean and looked ready to get cosy with for the night.

And who knew what she had on under the casual wear? She had a seemingly endless supply of lingerie and he always anticipated what she would wear next. Of course, the fact that it seemed to be a concerted effort at seduction took a bit of the lustre from it, but he’d be lying to himself if he didn’t admit it was working.

He brought the coffees with him outside, handed Tori hers then sat down on the lounger next to hers.

“So what do you have lined up for tomorrow?”

He gave her what he hoped was an innocent look, though he’d already known he’d have to reveal the plans tonight so they could prepare. “What makes you think I have something planned?”

“I know you by now, and I’m pretty sure you have every day of this trip thought out.”

“How did you like the snorkelling today?” he veered off in a seeming change of topic, though her answer had everything to do with what he had lined up for the next day.

Her eyes lit up. “Loved it,” she answered quickly and succinctly, her expression one of anticipation. He debated teasing her by making her wait until bedtime to find out, or maybe telling her they were going shopping or something, but in the end that begging gaze got to him.

“How about a snorkelling trip, first out to Molokai crater and then to see sea turtles?” he revealed.

“Oh my God, that would be so much fun!” She slammed down her mug with a wobble and launched herself onto his lap, peppering him with kisses.

He chuckled as he closed his arms around her and settled her more comfortably against him. “You don’t get seasick, do you?” he checked, though he had some Sea-Bands and Dramamine with him just in case.

“I have no idea,” she said happily. “And I don’t care if I do. I can suck it up for a day.”

Hopefully those wouldn’t prove to be famous last words.

“We have to get up early,” he cautioned. “Though that shouldn’t be too hard with the time change working in our favour. They said to be there, ready to go, at six. It’s just over at the harbour, so less than ten minutes’ drive.”

“Oh that’s convenient. So we just, what, wear our suits? Do we have to bring our own snorkelling gear? Oh, and what about food?”

He lightly ran his hand over her bare forearm, feeling her skin goosebump after his touch. “They serve a light breakfast onboard during the trip out, and lunch on the way back, and they provide the masks, snorkels and fins. So really, we just need to wear our suits and cover-ups and pack a bag with sunscreen, hats, towels, water bottles—that sort of thing.”

“Nice.” She sighed and snuggled in against his chest. “See? You would’ve had to have told me soon anyway, especially when you set the alarm.”

Adam closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her cradled against him. “True.”

They lay together for a few minutes longer, listening to the waves. Finally, Tori stirred. “I think we should get you into bed, mister. You’re falling asleep.”

He really wasn’t the least bit sleepy, actually, but bed with Tori sounded good.

She made to get up, but he tightened his hold on her then swung his legs to the side and stood with her still in his arms.

“What about the mugs?” she asked. “Here, I can get them—bend down a little.”

He moved as she instructed and she grabbed first her cup then his. He managed to get the screen door sliding open with his foot, then left it open. He’d come back and close up in a minute.

Tori grinned as he carried her all the way into the kitchen, then let her slowly slide down his body until she was on her feet. He took the cups from her over her protests to rinse them and place them in the dishwasher.

“Okay, I’ll get the back door then.” She walked back into the living area then closed and locked the door.

Adam emptied out his backpack onto the bed in the kids’ room to begin sorting what they’d need for the next day. They got everything packed and ready, then started to get ready for bed. He was already in his side of the bed when Tori walked out of the master bathroom, once again clad in her Cal Bears T-shirt.

Unlike the night before, tonight she looked wide awake when she crawled in on her side. He held his arms open in invitation and she immediately came to press herself against him.

“I thought you were tired,” she murmured against his neck.

“Nope. You?”

“Nope,” she repeated and kissed his throat. She slid her smooth leg against his until she had manoeuvred it between his, aligning them even more closely.

His cock, which had been semi-hard most of the evening in spite of his shower jack-off session before the luau, began to fill even more. With her pressed against him, he had no way of disguising his arousal, especially with just two thin layers of cotton over it.

He ran his hand down to her lower back and pressed her lower body more tightly against him. He had purposely not brought protection so he wouldn’t be tempted to throw his plans to the wind, but he knew they wouldn’t be going to sleep tonight without both of them coming—not if he had anything to say about it.

“Mmm… You feel great.” She lifted her head and he lowered his to kiss her deeply. It was heaven stroking his tongue into her mouth, teasing and tangling with hers as she undulated against him.

The kiss began to escalate in heat and she ran her hand down his back and under the waistbands of his briefs and pyjamas to cup his ass.

“Oh God,” he gasped, surging against her as she teased her fingers along the sensitive crease between buttock and thigh. He slanted across her mouth in a torrid mating of lips and tongues as he slid his palm over her ass until he reached her warm thigh.

He then ran his hand back up under the T-shirt…and found nothing impeding his progress over her ass, all the way to her lower back.

“Naughty girl. Did you run out of lingerie?”

“Oh no. I just chose to go without tonight. You like?”

“Hell yes.” He gave a pull that landed her on top of him, their legs scissored. She moved to straddle his hips, with her uncovered pussy riding along the ridge of his erection. He yanked her down on top of him so that her unfettered breasts moulded against his chest. He could feel the points of her nipples even through the barrier of her top. She took charge of the kiss this time, darting her tongue into his mouth and nipping lightly at his lower lip.

Now that he had both hands free, he cupped her ass and rhythmically kneaded and urged her into motion against him. The friction was intense and he thrust up against her. Suddenly, she sat up, grasped her shirt and pulled it up over her head, baring herself entirely to his view for the first time.

“You’re beautiful, Tori.” He loved her colouring, from the pale pink nipples that matched her lips, to her creamy complexion and her neatly trimmed pussy that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was a natural redhead. He released her ass to slide his hands up her back, urging her chest downwards to his waiting mouth.

He lifted his head to draw one perfect peak into his mouth, rolling it between his tongue and teeth and teasing it until it was swollen and reddened and she was moaning. He lay back, admiring his handiwork, then took her hint as she offered the other one to him. He applied himself to the other side and spanned his hand over her hip, letting it ride there as she rocked against him.

Adam had to taste her. In a quick move, he flipped them so that she was on her back with hardly a break in his attentions to her breast. Moving upwards, he licked and sucked his way up her neck to her ear then placed a firm kiss on her lips before sitting back on his heels.

He took a moment to enjoy the view of her breathless and naked beneath him and gave her a smile, which she returned. The smile slowly melded into a gaze of anticipation as Adam began to scoot down the bed until he was flat on his belly between her thighs.

“Adam…” She began to raise herself up and he placed a gentle hand on her belly.

“Shh, just lay back and enjoy.”

He kissed first the inside of one thigh, then the other. Blowing gently on her pussy got a hip-tossing response, so before he began he grasped her hips in his hands and held her firmly to the mattress.

“Oh God, oh God…” Tori moaned, arching against his restraint.

He nibbled over from her thigh along the soft skin there then worked his tongue through her folds to part them. His first taste of her was ambrosia, salt and tart on his tongue, and he delved for more before sliding his mouth up to encompass her clit and suck.

“Ah! Oh, holy crap…” Tori reached down to grab his hair, but far from trying to pull him away, she was pressing him even closer. He released one hip to use that hand to tease at her nub while thrusting his tongue into her core, then reversing the action.

He worked with his lips and tongue and fingers until Tori gave his hair a yank then scrabbled to get a grip on his shoulders in a way that sent a clear message. If her actions hadn’t made it clear, she groaned, “Fuck me, oh God, Adam, do it.”

Fuck
. “No protection, hon.”

“Oh God, are you fucking kidding—mmph—”

Adam had moved quickly up her while she was talking and silenced her with a kiss while he continued to fuck her with his fingers, working her clit with his thumb. It didn’t take more than a minute before she was arching and thrusting up against him, moaning into his mouth as she came, her pussy rhythmically pulsating against his fingers.

He eased her down from her climax with increasingly gentle kisses, though he was feeling frantic himself. He palmed his aching erection through his pyjamas.

“Jesus, Adam, if you don’t at least finish in front of me, I’m going to think… Well, I don’t know what I’ll think, but I want to see you come. Come on,” she encouraged. “Come on me.”

Fuck it. He knelt up and shoved his pants down, raking his hard cock in the process, though he was so far gone the discomfort didn’t faze him in the least. He moved the hand he’d been fingering her with to delve once more into her wet pussy then used that to lubricate his erection.

Watching her rapt face as she gazed alternately between his eyes and his hand on his cock was all he needed. With less than a dozen strokes, he was coming, jetting cum onto her bare abdomen, filling her belly button and streaking her with his release.

She reached down to rub it onto her skin and he shuddered one more time, panting.

“Looks like I’ll need another shower,” she teased huskily.

He ran his hand over his sweat-slickened chest, enjoying how hungrily she watched its progress, then grinned. “I think I do, too.” He leant down and added in a whisper, “But not nearly as long as my usual ones.”