36 - Joanna

36

Joanna

There was a weird vibe between Landon and me this morning. Not bad, just… different . I couldn't really put my finger on it. But it was strange that he went down to the beach without getting breakfast with me, or without saying anything at all.

I forgot all about it while snorkeling. It was so peaceful floating on the surface, all sound muted by the dense water, watching the ocean wildlife spread out below me. The water was only about ten feet deep, and clear enough that I could see the sandy ocean floor. But there were so many fish that the floor was often obscured; schools of fish continuously swam underneath me, far too many to count in the brief moments they passed by.

A larger shape glided by, and for a brief instant I thought it was a shark. But it was only Landon, swimming down near the bottom, floating upside-down and grinning up at me like a goofball.

I waved him away, but he pretended to be confused. He cupped his hand to his ear like he couldn't hear me, then continued flapping his arms to propel himself gently forward, directly below me, matching my speed.

On land, he was undeniably attractive. He had a great body, one I'd been admiring since he had spent a large portion of our time shirtless. But the weightless effect of being underwater accentuated all of his features. On land he had a four-pack of abdominal muscles, but underwater I could see six. His biceps were especially bulging as he slowly swam. And somehow the delicious V-shape of his waist and broad shoulders seemed more pronounced.

Was it the weightlessness from being submerged, or was I just noticing it more?

It made me wonder if my ass and boobs looked just as good. I hoped so.

After we were done and turned in our equipment, we hurried back to our beach chairs. I was shivering by this point; despite the hot sand and warm air, the water had been frigid and had sapped all the heat from my body.

"Here," Landon said when I asked for a towel. "You're shivering."

"It's cold!"

Rather than handing me the towel, he wrapped it around me and rubbed my arms up and down through the cotton fabric. I hunched inward and savored the warmth created by the friction. And when I was no longer shivering, I savored the feeling of being in his arms. He was so intent on warming me up, quietly focused on the task. It made me feel like I mattered. Like I was more than just his fake girlfriend for the week.

"I'm, uh, going to go back to the room and shower to get the salt water off," he told me. "You don't need the room for a while, right?"

"No, why?" I asked.

"Just making sure you don't pop in and catch me changing again."

I rolled my eyes. "I promise not to leave the beach until you get back."

"Thank you," he said.

"Unless Marisa asks me to get something," I called after him. "I can't say no to the bride. Or if Danicka wants to see the room we were upgraded to. Or if I think about anything I might need!"

He walked backwards for a few seconds so he could flip me off with a big smile.

Grinning to myself, I pulled my chair away from the shade and stretched out to allow the sun to warm me up.

When Landon returned, I said, "That took a while."

"It was only a few minutes."

I glanced at my phone. "Twenty minutes."

"What, are you timing me, now?"

"Just making sure you didn't pick up a couple of Jamaican prostitutes," I teased.

"If I do, I promise to inform you." He gestured behind him. "I'm going to hang out by the pool with Bradyn for a while. You going to stick around here?"

"Maybe," I said. Then, thinking quickly, I added, "I might go back to the room to take a nap. Promise not to disturb me if I do?"

"I'll text before interrupting your daytime slumber," he promised.

Sensing an opening, I immediately texted Theo.

Me : Landon is hanging out by the pool for a while. Meet me in my suite in five minutes?

Theo : I'll be there in four.

I gathered my things and returned to my room, engaging the deadbolt before closing the door in order to prop it open. Then I went up to the rooftop deck. We had a perfect ocean view, and if I was standing right up against the railing I could see one of the pools and bars down below. But if I stepped back a few feet, I was veiled in privacy thanks to the potted bushes on the roof.

With that in mind, I walked over to the hot tub and removed the cover. I turned on the jets, but that was too loud to hear anything, so I turned them off again.

And then I waited.

"Hello?" I heard Theo ask downstairs in the room a few minutes later.

"Up here," I called down to him.

When he appeared at the top of the steps, I turned around and untied my bikini top and let it fall to the ground. Then I pulled down the bikini bottoms, making sure to bend over as slowly as possible with my ass facing him.

"Oh hell yes ," Theo said, immediately stripping off his shirt and throwing it to the side while striding toward me with purposeful steps.

I used my toe to turn on the jets and then stepped down into the hot tub. My intention was to get to the other side, then turn toward Theo and rest my arms across the edge of the hot tub, allowing my breasts to float just underneath the surface. That would be sexy, I thought.

But I never got that far, because Theo was right behind me. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed the back of my neck, causing me to gasp with surprise.

"You're hard already?" I asked, feeling his stiff length pressing against my ass cheek.

"I went from zero to a hundred at the sight of you," he rumbled into my ear, nibbling at the lobe. "You're warm."

"I've been lying in the sun, thinking about you ."

His fingers slid lower, dipping underneath the water until they found my lips. "I can tell."

I moaned as he rubbed me. His free hand cupped one of my breasts, and I reached up and held his palm there, savoring the way he squeezed me.

"I've been thinking about this for days ," he groaned, breath hot on my neck.

"Me too," I gasped.

"Fuck," he suddenly said. "I forgot a condom. I'll go back and—"

"I'm on the pill," I said.

"Are you sure?" he asked. "I'm clean, got tested last year, but…"

"Shut up and fuck me," I demanded.

He kissed the back of my neck, then smiled against my skin. "Your wish is my command. Which is good, because I really didn't want to wait."

He pressed a firm hand between my shoulder blades and bent me over the edge of the hot tub with enough force to show he was taking control. A shiver of excitement ran up my spine as he guided his hard length between my cheeks, then lower, plunging it into my waiting lips.

"Yes, please, hurry …" I begged.

He grabbed my shoulder and jerked forward, filling me with his thickness. I started to cry out with ecstasy, only barely stifling myself. Even though we were shielded from view up here, I didn't know how far our voices might carry.

"You're so tight," he purred into my ear as he began fucking me.

"You're so big ," I moaned back. "Bigger than I remember."

Theo grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged, forcing me to arch my back as he pounded me. Water sloshed along with the jets from his movements as his cock slammed into me from behind, over and over, his motions guided by his obvious urgency. The wedding was only a few nights ago, but it felt like ages , especially since we had been around each other since then and unable to give in to our erotic desires.

To my surprise, it wasn't long before I was coming. The energy built and built and built, growing until it was a physical force inside me, hastened by Theo's desperate thrusts. His fingers dug into my shoulder as his motions intensified, faster and harder at exactly the right moment. My legs went weak and then the erotic energy was exploding inside me, a second sun full of pleasure and bliss and release. I started to scream, unable to stop myself despite our public rooftop affair, so Theo clamped a strong palm over my mouth. Once muffled, I stopped holding back and screamed until my lungs burned and my throat ached with the same intensity as the orgasm now pummeling my body.

I clamped my inner muscles around Theo's cock, and it was immediately too much for him. His fingers tightened around my mouth and hip, squeezing into my flesh, and then he was crying out himself. He pulled out as he did so, exploding all over my bare back just above the water line.

I pushed my ass back against him as his cock trembled, wedging it between my cheeks as he came for what felt like an eternity. My body was still buzzing like a wire, though. When he was done releasing his load, or nearly so, I leaned forward and reached underneath me, grabbing his dick and sliding it back up into my pussy. He cried out in surprise, and hopefully pleasure, as I began fucking him by throwing my ass back against him. I was so sensitive, and he felt so good , that I was able to get a little after-shock orgasm from those last few strokes.

I gazed over my shoulder, taking in the gorgeous sight of him, while squeezing the last few drops from his hard length. When I became still, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me upright so he could kiss my neck, then twisted my face around for a real kiss, one that I deepened immediately with my tongue.

And then I collapsed forward into the water.

"Fuuuuuck," Theo said, submerging himself fully into the hot tub and resting back on one of the underwater seats.

"That was good ," I purred.

"Fuck good. That was great . That was outstanding . There aren't enough words in the English dictionary to describe what that was."

"Maybe the French dictionary?" I suggested.

"Good point. The French definitely have a word to adequately encompass that."

I swam over to his side and kissed him wetly, throwing my legs over his so I could sit on his lap. "You could've come inside me. If you wanted."

He smirked. "Believe me, I wanted to. Just playing it safe. Not that I don't trust you or anything…"

"Understood," I replied. "I hope you didn't mind me sticking it back in."

"Hell no. That was hot ."

I kissed him softly. "I needed just a little…" Another kiss. "…bit…" Kiss. "…more."

"You keep kissing me, and I'll give you a lot more," he joked.

"That's extremely tempting, but we probably shouldn't push our luck," I said. "Landon said he's staying by the pool, but still. I'm paranoid."

Theo looked down at his penis. "Give me five minutes and I'll see if I can change your mind."

Fuck, it was tempting. I wanted more .

Thinking about more, and thinking about Landon, brought up another subject in my mind. And in the post-sex brain fog, I blurted it out.

"Random question: have you ever had a threesome?"

"Nope," he replied, brushing his nose against mine. "But I've always wanted to have one."

"Really?"

"Sure. Find us a third and I'm down. As long as our swords never touch."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "You'd be fine with two guys? I would've assumed you'd want the third to be a woman."

"Yeah, sure, either way," he said smoothly. "But you brought it up, so I'm assuming we're talking about your fantasy."

"A valid assumption." I cocked my head at him. "You really wouldn't be bothered being in bed with another guy?"

"Why would I be?"

"I don't know. Because most guys are weird and insecure about that?"

He put a hand on the back of my neck and pulled me in for another kiss. "Do I look like the kind of guy who would be insecure about that?"

"You look like the kind of guy I want to fuck again in three minutes," I replied.

" Four minutes," he corrected. "But nah. I'll try anything once. Well, almost anything. If you find someone who's interested when we get back to Chicago, I'll probably be down to pound."

When we get back . That felt like such a long time from now. In that moment, I realized I had kind of been fantasizing about it happening here in Jamaica. But of course, that would only increase the risk that someone discovered I wasn't really Landon's girlfriend.

Landon . I wondered if he would be interested. Probably not, since Theo was his brother's friend. A family friend he had known for a long time. That would be weird.

But if it wasn't weird for them, it would be insanely hot .

"Just don't roofie someone," Theo said. "All participants need to be able to give informed consent."

"Damn," I said. "There goes my plan to visit your dentist office while Connor Bedard is drugged up."

"Connor has a girlfriend, and she's delightful," Theo said. "But if they ever break up? I'll see what strings I can pull."

"Only if he wears his jersey," I quickly added. "And if it's right after a game. When he's all sweaty. Mmm."

"Settle down," Theo said, cupping my ass. "Seriously, you hockey girls are crazy."

"Crazy in bed," I replied.

"Or in a hot tub, on occasion."

"It feels like you're rising to the occasion right now." I glanced down to where I could feel him stiffening again. "What happened to four minutes?"

"You're hot enough to reduce my recovery time." He gently kissed my neck.

"It was all that Bedard talk that got you randy, wasn't it?" I teased.

"I got horny again thinking about this. "

He spent the next ten minutes showing me.