Page 408 of Under Her Skin
“I would love to film this,” Enda said. “You’re so beautiful, mydarling.”
Ama grinned. “Maybe we should try new things—not that we need to spice things up—but it could befun.”
Enda nodded. “Are you sure? After what Jackson did toyou?”
Ama’s smile faltered a little, but then she shook her head. “If anything, it will help me. What he did wasn’t love, it was torture. That’s not BDSM, Enda. It was a sick, sick man getting off on hurting me. If you and I tried something …well, that’s kind ofhot…”
They were both distracted then by the building excitement in them both as they moved quicker, his cock driving deeper and deeper until Ama gave a cry of release, arching her back. The sight of her lovely body reacting to him made Enda come too, shooting thick streams of creamy cum into herbelly.
“God, Ama …let’s promise never to stop doingthis.”
Ama was breathless, but she laughed. “I think I can safely guaranteethat.”
Later,as they sat on the beach with Serafina, watching her play happily and chatter away to herself, Enda drew his fingers down Ama’s spine. She shivered withpleasure.
“Cara mia,I was thinking. Maybe we should go away for a long weekend, somewhere we canexperiment.”
Ama squinted, as the sun got in her eyes when she turned to him. “Maybe we should. I’ve heard of places where people with certain kinks could go, but I’m not sure I’m ready to go thatfar.”
“I was thinking more of a private island and a few toys that we both choosebeforehand.”
Ama’s pulse began to race. “Now that I could get on board with.” She looked at Serafina. “Although, leaving the munchkin for four wholedays…”
Enda laughed. “I have an idea who would be more than willing to have her for a longweekend.”
“Inca,” they both said together andlaughed.
They were right;Inca was overjoyed. Raffaelo pretended to be fed up, but secretly, Enda could tell he wasdelighted.
“Of course we’ll have her. Hey, Sera, want to stay with your Auntie Inca for a fewdays?”
Sera bobbed her head and smiled. “Can I play with Fraggle?” Fraggle was the giant German Shepard Raffaelo had bought Inca to help with her protection when he was away. Raff often moaned that Inca had spoiled the dog so much, always cuddling him and giving him treats, that he was the worst guard dog ever. The dog also loved kids, which was handy when Raff and Inca’s seven nieces and nephews came tostay.
“Definitely, Sera. I’m sure Fraggle will insist onit.”
The day camewhen Ama had to relinquish her daughter to her friend and fly to the private island where Enda had hired a villa for them. She hugged Serafina tightly, ignoring the amused glances of her husband and her friends. “Be good for Auntie Inca, won’t you,nugget?”
Sera nodded merrily. “Have a nice vacation,Mama.”
Ama’s heart swelled with love. “Did Papa teach you to saythat?”
Sera smiled. “And Auntie Inca, too.” She gave her mother a wet kiss on the cheek. “Papa says I’m not to worry about you, that I will have a lovely time while you’re gone. Is that right,Papa?”
Enda stroked his daughter’s curls. “That’s right,cara mia. Come give your Papa ahug.”
Ama lookedout of the plane’s window. Raff had lent them his private jet to fly out to the island in the Indian Ocean, and Ama, although she had come from a wealthy family and then married into one, still couldn’t get used to the opulence of hersurroundings.
“This is nothing,” Enda said, enjoying her fascination with the jet. “Wait until you see theisland.”
“You’ve been there before?” Suddenly she felt jealous. Had he gone with anotherwoman?
Enda, seeing the wariness in her eyes, smiled. “I went there with Raffaelo, Tommaso, and some of our friends for Raff’s Bachelor party. When I say party, I’m talking eight middle-aged men listening to jazz, drinking whiskey, and playing cards for two days, albeit in luxurysurroundings.”
“Thuglife.”
Enda laughed. “You got it. We even stayed up past midnight onenight.”
Ama giggled. “You crazy kids. So …nowomen?”
