Page 9 of St. Lucia Escapades
“Christ, I donna think I’ve ever felt so turned on.”
“Glad to know I do that for you.” He winked, making her giggle. “I better get you back to your place.”
Moira
Moira sat on her deck watching the moon rise over the ocean. Her laptop open to her latest project. After Cord walked her back to her condo, he kissed her softly and headed back to his place. She had immediately jumped in the shower and let the steam wash over her trembling body. After her shower, she slipped on a pair of comfy cotton pants and a tank top then pulled out one of the many delivery menus that were on the counter of the kitchen. She ordered her dinner and now, two hours later sat with a glass of wine writing.
She had texted Cord and let him know that once again he had been her inspiration for her current writing streak. He had seemed to like that and told her he was looking forward to more inspirational encounters. Moira sighed dreamily as she recalled the feel of his hands on her body. How she had reacted to him today and the previous night. Had any man ever made her feel this way? Her ex Phillip certainly hadn’t.
Picking up her wine glass she took a sip of the sweet wine. After placing the glass back on the table, she went back to finishing the scene. She had every intention of sending it to Cord once she was done. Once the scene was finished, she copied it and emailed it to herself before using her phone to send it on to Cord.
Thought you might enjoy a peek at what you inspired today. :)
Cord
Cord sat at the bar of a cantina when Moira’s text came through. He had invited her out again tonight, but she declined saying she was a bit tired from their day out. He understood and said for her to text him the next day. Lifting his beer, he opened her text. As he read the scene, he was both awed at the talent she possessed and the reaction her word had on him. It was quite a heady feeling knowing he was the inspiration for the words he now read. Finishing reading, he immediately texted her.
Wow, that was amazing. Would I be too forward in saying it made me hard knowing I inspired this?
I would be disappointed if you weren’t Cord. ;)
Cord chuckled;you are an incredibly talented writer. Can’t wait to read the whole story you’re working on. Especially if this scene is in it.
You just might receive an advanced copy?
I hope I do. My mom would be jealous. :)
Cord finished his meal, paid his bill, and rose to leave. He moved outside and started making his way back to his condo. The night air was fragrant with a mix of sea air and florals. It was cool compared to the balmy heat of the day, the sky was clear, and a full moon and millions of stars illuminated the sky. When he reached his condo, he moved around the back and glanced over toward Moira’s. He spotted her sitting on her deck. The light from inside her backdrop, casting a faint halo around her silhouette and the light from her screen lighting her face.
I hope you had fun today Moira.He texted, walking back to the front door.
I had an amazing time today. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. I have a list from my friend Roxi of things and places I have to go see and do while I’m here. Lol.
Then tomorrow we’ll get started on that list. Good night and I’ll see you tomorrow.
Good night Cord and I look forward to tomorrow as well.
Cord laughed heading for the bedroom. He needed a cold shower, or he would never fall asleep. The scene she sent him was her recreation of what had happened that afternoon on the beach. He sighed remembering how wet she had got for him. How her body moved against him, the way her eyes spoke volumes of how good she had been feeling in that moment. The cold water sluiced over him but did nothing to lessen his raging erection. Growling, Cord gripped himself and as his hand moved, his mind imagined it was Moira’s hand. Or better yet, Moira’s mouth.
As his hand moved faster against his skin, his imagination ran rampant. Imagining him burying himself hard and deep inside Moira. In moments he came, hoarsely calling out Moira’s name. Fuck he had it bad for this woman and hoped soon they both would feel that completion of being together. Trembling slightly from both the coolness of the water and the intensity of his orgasm, he soaped up and rinsed off. He exited the shower, dried off and threw on a pair of boxers. Now feeling exhausted, he climbed into bed and with his last conscious thoughts of the woman a few doors down, he fell into a lust filled slumber.
Moira
Moira stood nervously, “Um, are you sure this is safe?”
Cord grinned and tightened the straps around her waist, “I promise you Moira, this is perfectly safe. I’ve done this lots of times.”
Moira took a calming breath and nodded. When Roxi had given her the list and Moira saw zip-lining, she had some trepidation about it. Yet, this morning when she told Cord about it, his face had lit up like a schoolboy on Christmas morning. She decided to “bite the bullet” as they say and go for it. Now she stood on a wooden platform, wearing a contraption around her waist and upper thighs that was supposed to keep her from plummeting a few hundred feet to the ground.
Beside her, Cord stood similarly rigged up but unlike her, he looked excited and ready to go. He turned to look at her and as if sensing her nerves, he took her hand in his and lifted it to kiss the back of it. This offered her some strength and as one, they moved to the edge of the platform. Moira paid close attention to the instructions the operator was giving. How to sit, how to push off and more importantly, how to stop. The last thing she wanted while on vacation was to break her bloody neck on some stupid zip-line.
“You ready Moira?”
“I…as ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Trust me, the hardest part is stepping off. I’m right here with you. We’ll do it together. One. Two. Three!”
On three, she and Cord pushed off the platform. The moment she was in the air, all fear vanished from her and was replaced with exhilaration. She heard herself whooping in thrill as she and Cord sped along the line toward the ground. When they came to a stop, she turned laughing at Cord. His hair was windswept and his eyes bright with the excitement she too felt. She impulsively took his hands and pulled him toward her before kissing him.
