Pete kept one finger on her clit, but slid one hand up to her breast. The moment he rolled her nipple between his fingers, Emma came hard, crying out her release.

Mallory came a second later, giving a throaty yell.

As Emma clenched around him, Pete gave in to what he’d been holding back. As he pumped into her, he gasped.

After it was over, they both needed a minute to recover.

Around them, all the couples were finishing up their interludes, most of them crying out in pleasure. He had no idea what their names were and had no intention of learning them. All he wanted to do now was carry his wife back to their villa immediately and take a nice, long bath with her, then curl up and go to sleep.

He was over other people.

He’d never thought he’d feel like this in a million years, but all he wanted was his wife with no interference from anyone else.

“Well, that was a good time had by all,” Mallory said as she eased into the pool. “I’m content. At least for the next ten minutes.”

Antonio sat on the other side. Charlotte had just orgasmed, thanks to the other couple. Everyone seemed happy and cheerful.

Emma glanced at Pete and smiled. “That was nice,” she said, turning to sit on the edge. “What do you want to do now?” Her voice was lowered, so only he could hear.

“Honestly? I just want to go back to our villa. I want to take a bath or shower with you, maybe sit under the stars on the beach, then curl up and go to sleep.”

“Oh, thank God!” she whispered, grasping his forearm. “That’s what I want to do, too!”

“Let’s give our good-byes, then,” he suggested. “I want to get out of this pool as fast as possible. They better have a stellar filtration system here.”

“I know, I was just thinking that. I’m not sure if we can bust out of the vegetation or not. Do you see an opening?” She glanced around.

“Why would you bust out?” Mallory asked, coming over, chest-deep in the pool. “You can get out at the other small pool, but not this one. And don’t be too grossed out. They have like five filtration systems, at least two in this one pool, and more than a dozen fresh-water pumps. It’s totally safe. This pool was designed for lots of fucking.”

“I’m super tired.” Emma gave a nice show of a yawn, and Pete wanted to kiss her for it. “I think we’re going to head out.”

“Bummer!” Mallory said. “The party is just getting started. But I get it. You lovebirds want out. If I had a man here, I’d duck out, too. Come over and give me a hug good-bye first, though. I rarely meet anyone I like and I’m going to miss you.”

Emma eased herself into the water and embraced the supermodel. “It was so nice meeting you,” Emma told her. “I’m going to miss you, too.”

“I will totally e-mail you,” Mallory said, hugging her back. “I know everyone says that shit, but if I say it, I mean it. You’re a supersweet chick, and they don’t make them like you anymore. I don’t meet many genuine people in my line of work, so when I do, I hold on for dear life.” They separated. Mallory glanced up at Pete, who was sitting on the edge of the pool with his legs in the water. “I’m going to skip hugging you,” she told him, wagging her finger, “but only because we’re naked and I’m kind of in love with your wife. Don’t be strangers, you two.”

“We won’t be,” Emma assured her. “I can’t wait to hear what happens on the island. Please keep me posted.”

“I totally will. It should be an experience any way you slice it.” She leaned over and kissed Emma on the cheek right as Charlotte came up behind them.

“Are you guys leaving?” Charlotte asked. “Aw, shucks!”

“We are,” Emma answered. “But it was great to meet you guys. The trip wouldn’t have been the same had we not.”

Antonio stood and walked around the outside ledge of the pool toward them. “You taking off?”

“Yes,” Pete answered. “We’re calling it a night.”

“Well, if we don’t see you guys before we leave, take care,” Antonio said. “It was fantastic meeting you both.” He stopped next to Pete and held out his hand.

Pete reached over to shake it. “It was interesting meeting you, man. You taught me a lot in a very short amount of time. I hate to say this, but I think I owe you at least a beer.”

Antonio laughed as he stepped back. “Nah, you don’t owe me anything. But hold on to that lady. She’s the real deal.”

“Don’t I know it.” Pete shook his head as he watched his wife hug Charlotte good-bye.

23

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It was their last night in Paradise, and Emma wanted it to be perfect. Pete had run to the store Mallory had told them about earlier to pick up some food, and while he was gone, Emma rushed around and readied everything.

She was dressed in the silk teddy Caroline had given her and had set the edible lube on the bedside table within easy reach. It was dark outside, and they’d had a wonderful last meal at The Chalet after they’d watched the sun set.

It had been romantic and totally perfect.

The entire vacation had been a dream.

They’d explored the island, ridden bikes, swum at seclude beaches, and thoroughly reconnected. They’d gone out to eat and had even played under the waterfall again, but they’d kept to themselves.

Emma planned to make tonight as memorable as she possibly could. She’d lit a number of candles around the room and now sat in the middle of the bed, waiting for Pete to return.

Five minutes later, the door lock popped open, and Pete walked in, carrying a small bag. When he arrived at the double doors that led into the bedroom, he stopped and smiled. “I was hoping to find you like this.”

“I’m sure it wasn’t a big surprise,” she replied. “I pretty much mauled you before you left, and then pushed you out the door so I could get the place ready.”

“Would you like me to hand-feed you barbecue potato chips while we have sex?” he joked as he pulled the chips out of the bag and shook them in front of her. “Honestly, I’m up for whatever you want to do. I could break them apart and lick them off your breasts. I think food and sex is a real fetish.” He gave her a cagey look. “Barbecue and sweat turn me on.”

Emma chortled. “No, just set them down. They can be our after-sex snack. I just needed you out of my hair for ten minutes while I changed and got ready. Now come over here so I can kiss you.”

Pete set the chips and bag on the dresser and began to disrobe. He was naked in less than ten seconds. “You look beautiful in that outfit, by the way. I haven’t seen that on you before.”

She glanced down at her teddy. “You’re going to have to thank Caroline for this one. She has impeccable taste. And a real affection for kink. She bought me this beautiful teddy and gifted me edible lube.” She gestured to the nightstand. “I think it’s supposed to go on a condom, but since we don’t have any of those, I’m thinking we can find another use for it.” She grinned slyly.

“I don’t think that will be an issue at all.” Pete came toward her on the bed, up on his knees. “I can count a dozen places I’d like to lick it off you right now.”

“I have another surprise for you,” she said, her voice dipping seductively. “I’m not sure how much this will excite you, but I’m also currently using Caroline’s last gift.”

Pete raised his eyebrows. “And what might that be?”

“Anal beads.”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened them, he said, “That just made me even harder. We haven’t used those in a long time.”

“I know,” Emma said. “And if I remember correctly, the last time we tried, it was a bit of a fiasco, but that was many years ago.”

“It won’t be this time”—he came closer, cupping her face as he kissed her—“because we’re much smarter than our old selves. But it’s a huge turn-on that you already have them in. It’s going to be like unwrapping a present.”