He could feel it flooding her, marking her from the inside out, painting her walls with his release. It was a primal brand, a temporary ownership that was both more intimate and more violating than anything he’d ever felt. His whole body trembled, the muscles in his thighs and abdomen quivering with the strain of it, a fine sheen of sweat slicking his skin. He was completely undone, shattered into a million pieces, and he collapsed onto her, his face buried in the fragrant sweat of her neck.
Benson remained on top of her, his cock lodged deep inside of her, for a few moments. Then, remembering his favorite part, he sat up and pulled out so she could stain his pillow.
“Feels so good,” she murmured.
He untied her and brought his hands down to her thighs. Brim didn’t need to be told. She hooked her hands beneath her knees and kept herself open to him.
“You see that?” He tipped her chin with a finger as his cock remained half-erect between them. “Proof that you’re mine. No room for anything else in there, right?”
“No, sir.” She showed impressive clarity about what just happened. “I’m all yours tonight.”
Damn straight she was. As Benson would further prove when he took her out to the hot tub on the back deck, where they quietly drank the wine from dinner while watching the stars come out in the clear Caribbean sky.
And when they went back inside? He’d do it again. Brim was his until midnight, and as long as his body could go, so would hers.
Turned out she was averyinspiring partner.
Chapter 11
Eden
With her dress ruined, Eden had to either walk back to her room naked or steal a towel from Bryce’s bathroom.I can’t stay the night.She wanted to, but every Butterfly had to be in her room by one in the morning. The resort took its working hours quite seriously.
Normally, she would appreciate it, but as she slowly took the long route back to the hotel with nothing but a towel and her shoes dangling from her hand, she couldn’t help but think about how exhausted she was… and how badly she wanted to fall asleep in Bryce’s arms.
He’s so… wonderful…Sure, he had nearly broken her in half from fucking her all evening, but Eden wasn’t complaining. Every round of sex that weekend, be it with him or Neal, had beendivine.Be it a hard, fast quickie or the long, languid lovemaking that a few hours offered, Eden was in heaven. She didn’t want to go back to the mainland, let alone to her mundanelife where she didn’t get this kind of attention. It simply didn’t exist.
This place had become as much of a fantasy for her as it had for the guests.
The night breeze blew her hair back. It also fluttered the white, sheer sheets around the lonely cabana in the back of the property, where people could go, and sometimes Butterflies were assigned for spontaneous liaisons.
Someone was in there now. Eden looked away to give them privacy, but she soon realized it was one man enjoying the moonlit night.
When she looked closer, she realized it was Neal.
“Well…” He greeted her with a chuckle. “I see your evening date kept you busy.”
She stood before him, unashamed but intrigued by his curiosity. “You have no idea.”
“Around here…” He laughed. “You’re either Five-Minute Fred or Love-Long-Time Lou. He must have been the latter.” Neal gestured to her towel. “What happened to your clothes?”
“Funny story about that.” Her legs ached from the rigor Bryce put her through, so she leaned against the cabana bed where Neal had been drinking a beer and writing in a journal. “I didn’t have much time to change, so I was wearing the same dress you saw me in earlier.”
“Oh, that’s naughty.”
She couldn’t help but laugh. “Though you might like that detail.”
“Only if it’s true. But then again, when on La Mariposa, might as well lie.”
“Yeah, well, he ripped it off me. Totally ruined it.”
“Sounds like a beast.”
She hesitated before looking around. Technically, she was off the clock. She wasn’t supposed to fraternize with guests past midnight.
But she pulled open her towel and showed him the red marks from Bryce’s heavy touch still lingering on her body.Turned out he was a bit of a spanker during round two.
“You tell me.”
