The Island - part 2

Lauren closed her eyes, exhaling, letting her shoulders relax as the jets of the hot tub pulsed around her. She lazily brought the glass of Jack Daniels and Cola to her lips, taking a nice long sip. She was still in her bikini from earlier that morning. After running away from the stranger on the beach, and taking the time to question and regret her hasty decision, she found herself behind her cabin, in the hot tub on the back porch.

It wasn't that she necessarily regretted her decision to run. A lady doesn't just have sex with a stranger on the beach. She couldn't believe she had let him get as far as he had - couldn't believe she had actually instigated the encounter. That wasn't like her at all. Of course, it also wasn't like her to get hit on by an attractive stranger on an isolated island retreat. Or, anywhere, by anyone, for that matter.

She sighed, realizing she once again wasn't going to get any writing done. She finished the glass, reluctantly turning to grab the bottle she'd left on the floor. Pouring more into her glass, she realized she had forgotten the Cola in the refrigerator. "Forget," she said outloud to no one. "I'll just have to drink ya straight." She smiled at the glass, tipping it to her lips.

"Hm... you talk to your drinks first?"

Once again Lauren jumped a little at the unexpected voice. "Will you quit trying to give me a heart attack?" she mumbled with a nervous smile as she looked up once again at Henry.

Henry knelt down near the tub. "I'm sorry for startling you," he offered. "And, I'm sorry for earlier..." He paused, watching her as she took a long swig of the golden beverage, her nose crinkling at the taste. "Good stuff?"

Lauren turned, handing Henry the bottle. "Try for yourself. And, you have nothing to be sorry for."

Henry, noticing there weren't any glasses, opened the bottle and gave her a questioning glance. She smiled, shrugging her shoulders. At that, he tipped the bottle, taking a long drink of the strong beverage. The whole time, Lauren kept her eyes on him. He had changed since earlier, now wearing a simple black t-shirt and swim trunks. She wanted him in the tub with her. Only milliseconds after that thought occurred to her, she realized she probably should vow off drinking for the remainder of her trip. But, the sobriety wasn't going to start tonight. She smiled to herself and took another drink.

"Join me?"

Henry gave her a questioning look. Lauren watched the battle take place in his eyes. He hesitated. She didn't blame him. She'd acted like a complete tease earlier, and tonight may not be different. But, she also saw the fire in his eyes. She nibbled on her bottom lip, still smiling, this time with a little more insinuation in her eyes. "Please?"

Henry laid the bottle on the deck and pulled his shirt over his head, stepping into the steamy water. He sat, at the opposite end, watching her. Lauren finished off the glass, laid it on the deck, and then smiled teasingly at him. She moved in the water, keeping her shoulders almost under the water as she moved closer to him.

Lauren reached out, letting her hands find his thighs. Slowly she caressed up and down, still hovering just in front of him. Henry brought his hands up, laying them on her hips, slowly sliding them up and down from her hips to her ribs. Trembling, Lauren inched closer, leaning her head in, her lips meeting his. The touch was hesitant at first, tasting each other slowly. His hands stilled against her hips, his grip tightening slightly as he caught her bottom lip between his teeth, lightly sucking at it. She groaned, moving her hands higher up his thighs, her body trembling. Her tongue flicked out against his lips, then his own tongue, as they deepened their kiss.

Henry lifted her slightly, bringing her onto his lap. His movement caused her hands to move to their target quickly. He gave a low groan into her kiss as her touch connected with his hard need. Lauren slid one of her hands into his shorts, quickly and hungrily finding his hard cock, her fingers wrapping around it. Her other hand snaked up around the back of his neck, pulling him deeper into their kiss. She squirmed on his lap as her fingers began stroking him.

Henry groaned again, his hand moving to her breast, cupping it roughly. His other hand worked at untying the small bikini top from behind her back. Task accomplished, he held his hand firmly against her back, taking his lips from her mouth and quickly moving to her nipple. Hungrily, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, his teeth raking against the sensitive nub. Lauren reacted by tightening her grip on his cock. He moved his mouth to give attention to the other breast, his hands sliding down her sides to push at the material between them. She helped him, standing so he could remove her bottoms, her own hands sliding his down.

Lauren gazed into Henry's eyes, the passion almost too much. He watched her breasts heave in the water, watched her lip tremble as his hands rested shakily on her hips. "Please," she whispered.

That was all he needed. He gripped her hips, pulling her hard onto his lap, his cock quickly thrusting into her.