Page 49 of Wild Idol
Sunshine gave me a curious look. “You won’t get cell service here unless it’s a sat phone. Phones, in general, are against the rules.”
I smiled. “I’m not going to make a phone call, I swear.” I pulled up a picture of Ivy and displayed it to Sunshine. “Do you recognize her?”
Sunshine’s face tightened. “That’s Star.”
“So, she’s here on the island?”
Sunshine shook her head, and her golden hair swayed. “No. She’s gone.” Sadness tugged her pretty face. “If I’m not pleasing to you, I can arrange for someone else to take care of your needs.”
“Oh, no. You’re pleasing. Have no doubt about that.”
Her delightful smile returned. “Good. I aim to please. How do you know Star?”
“An old friend. I had heard she was down here. I was hoping to bump into her.”
Sunshine gave me a suspicious look. “Who did you hear that from?”
“I’m not really sure. Through the grapevine. A friend of a friend, I think.”
“You’re still wearing entirely too many clothes,” she said with a mischievous grin. “So am I.”
Sunshine reached a delicate hand behind her back and pulled the string to her bikini top. In a slow, smooth stroke, it unraveled. The tension went slack, and the fabric’s job was done. She slinked off the bikini top and tossed it onto the floor. Her pert peaks bounced free, defying gravity.
She had hypnotic qualities.
It didn’t take too much convincing for me to pull my shorts off.
Sunshine directed me to lie on my stomach. Who was I to say no?
With another pull of a string, the bow on her hips unraveled, and her bikini bottoms slid down her smooth, toned thighs. Sunshine climbed onto the bed and straddled me. She scooped the oil into her palm, then spread it liberally over her hands. She rubbed the oil on my back, and her sensual hands squeezed my traps. Her dexterous fingers worked in the oil, melting away knots in my shoulders. Her touch was gentle, but firm. This wasn’t her first rodeo. The girl knew what she was doing.
Sunshine leaned in and whispered, her velvet voice tickling my ear, “Just relax. Let all your troubles fade away. I’m going to make you feel reborn.”
I had no doubt she could resurrect certain desires.
The scent of coconut and vanilla drifted in the air as she spread the oil over my skin, working out overused muscles.
“You’re holding on to so much tension. I’m going to have to give you extra care.”
Extra care from a girl like Sunshine didn’t sound like a bad thing. It didn’t sound like a bad thing at all.
With her thighs tight around my waist, she worked her magic, her keen fingers massaging the muscles down my spine, finding more than a few knots.
She put her whole body into it, using her forearm and elbow to rub out long stretches of muscle. Sunshine worked out the tight and painful muscles around my shoulder blades.
“What are these scars from?” she asked in a gentle voice.
“Bad decisions.”
She chuckled. “It seems like you’ve faced danger a time or two in your life.”
“A time or two,“ I said, in a sleepy voice, melting into the mattress.
“God must have big plans for you. He kept you around to fulfill His purpose.”
“Perhaps.”
Sunshine’s focused hands worked my entire body. She did a good job of eliminating stress. But there was one particular area that was in desperate need of attention.
