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“Well, thank Gracie from us,” Felix said. “I hope she’s well?”

Josh noticed how much more relaxed Felix seemed since they’d left England. Amber had threatened to confiscate her husband’s phone so he couldn’t check his emails every five minutes, but it seemed that, up to now, Felix had pretty much resisted the temptation. From what Amber said, the couple hadn’t had a proper holiday in months, though Josh supposed you didn’t make the immense fortune Felix had, and stay on top of so many arms of your business, if you were lounging on a beach in the Caribbean all the time.

When Tiago opened the front door, the scent of fresh flowers hit Josh’s nostrils. It seemed the man’s preparations for their arrival had been meticulous.

“Do you need anything else?” Tiago asked, carrying a box of groceries through to the kitchen and setting it down on the table.

“No, I think that’s everything,” Felix replied.

“In that case, I’ll leave you to enjoy your stay.” Again came that wide, gold-toothed smile, before Tiago retreated from the room.

“Okay, Josh, let’s show you where you’ll be sleeping.” Felix led the way up the stairs to a small bedroom whose full-length windows let out on to a balcony. The room overlooked the inlet, and as Felix threw open the windows, Josh saw Tiago’s little boat pulling out to sea on its way back to Anguilla. He was now officially alone with the Merediths.

“I’ll give you a few minutes to unpack, and get into something more comfortable—” Felix cast a wry look at the heavy boots and jeans Josh had travelled in, a contrast to his own baggy shorts and deck shoes. “We’ll get a pot of coffee on, and I’ll see you downstairs.”

Left alone, Josh quickly stowed most of the clothes he’d brought in a chest of drawers by the bed, leaving out a T-shirt, shorts and flip-flops. He kicked off his boots, and stripped out of his shirt and jeans. Wearing only his underwear, he wandered over to the open window and stepped out on to the balcony. The sun was already beginning to set, painting the sky in vivid shades of orange and purple as it sank towards the horizon. Josh could have stayed there forever, watching the hypnotic pull and drag of the gentle waves against the white sand, and listening to the distant calls of sea birds. When he finally turned away and walked back into the bedroom, the scene was imprinted on his memory, to be recalled when he wrote his piece about the secrets of Felix Meredith’s billionaire lifestyle.

Descending the stairs, he found Amber and Felix waiting for him. Amber clutched a small wicker basket and a plaid blanket. She’d also taken the opportunity to change, and wore a white swimsuit with cut-outs that offered tantalising glimpses of her stomach and sides. Josh’s cock swelled at the sight of her.

“We decided to forget about coffee and go eat al fresco,” she said, grinning slyly, as if she knew the effect her appearance had on him.

“After all,” Felix added, “what’s the point of having your own beach if you don’t make use of it?”

Before Josh followed the couple out on to the beach, he took off his footwear, giving in to the urge he’d felt since he’d got his first glimpse of the island. The fine, dry sand slipped between his toes with every step, and he let out a long, satisfied sigh.

Amber spread out the blanket, and sat down, beckoning the two men to join her. She pulled from the basket the cake provided by Tiago’s wife, Gracie, a bottle of overproof rum and three heavy-based shot glasses. Not quite the picnic Josh had envisaged, but he wasn’t complaining.

Amber produced a knife, hacked off a slice of the cake and cut it into chunks, while Felix poured three shots of rum. He handed one each to Amber and Josh, and raised his own glass.

“Down in one!” he declared, and promptly swallowed his drink.

Josh followed suit, gasping as the alcohol burned a fiery trail down to his belly. When he’d taken on the task of interviewing Felix Meredith, he’d never expected this. The man had always given the impression of being so remote, so self-contained, Josh had never expected that the student and wannabe rock star Felix had once been still lurked so close to the surface, looking for an opportunity such as this to emerge and party.

They sampled Gracie’s cake, finding it moist and delicious. The sun dipped lower, though its heat still lingered in the air. Already, the night drew in, enveloping the beach in satiny darkness. To Josh, it felt as though they might be the only three people in existence.

He licked crumbs from his fingers. “How long has Tiago worked for you?” he asked Felix.

“Pretty much since we bought the place.” Felix paused in the act of pouring more rum. “I really love this part of the world, and I can’t tell you how good it feels to have a little piece of the Caribbean all to myself. Though we nearly lost Tiago and Gracie a couple of years ago, when a hurricane hit the town where they live. Flattened their house—hell, flattened most of the island. I made sure they got all the money and resources they needed to rebuild. And I’ve donated to other disaster relief efforts, too.”

Felix the philanthropist, helping out others less fortunate than himself. It was another strand to the man’s character Josh needed to weave into his article.

As if sensing the conversation was growing too heavy, Amber said, “Hey, we can talk about this some other time. For now, why don’t we just enjoy this beautiful evening—and each other?” The erotic intent in her voice was unmistakable.

“What did you have in mind?” Felix asked.

She pushed first one, then the other strap of her swimsuit off her shoulders. As Josh watched, open-mouthed, she pulled the garment down to her waist, revealing her breasts. “Why don’t we do a couple of body shots?”

You don’t have to be naked for that,
the rational part of Josh’s mind wanted to point out, but that thought was subsumed by his sudden, overwhelming desire for Amber. He ached to take her rosebud nipples between his lips and suck till she cried out in ecstasy.

Amber lay back on the blanket, and let Felix pull her swimsuit off the rest of the way. Josh noticed she only had a small tuft of hair on her mound, and wondered if she’d waxed in preparation for their trip. His mouth watered at the thought of licking and tasting her soft, hairless sex lips.

When she pushed her breasts together with her hands, Felix balanced one of the refilled shot glasses in the narrow channel between them. She held herself still as he invited Josh to drink from it. “Without using your hands,” Felix cautioned.

This was going to end messily, Josh was sure, but still he bent low over Amber’s body, dipping his head so he could drink from the glass. He could smell whatever body lotion she used, as fragrant as the island flowers that filled the house, and the undisguised musk of her excitement. He took the rim of the glass between his teeth and gulped the liquid down, spluttering and laughing, then rocked back on his haunches in triumph.

“And now my turn.” Felix didn’t bother with a glass. He poured a little of the rum into the dip of his wife’s navel, before beginning to lap it up. Now it was Amber’s turn to laugh, and as she did the liquid trickled down over her skin, towards her pussy. Following the trail with his tongue, Felix attempted to lick her clean, but by the time his mouth settled on the fleshy cup of her cunt, both of them had stopped pretending this was about anything but sex.

Felix’s blond head partially blocked Josh’s view of the action, but Amber’s little sighs and coos of encouragement told him everything he needed to know about where and how Felix’s tongue was being applied. Amber’s thighs had lolled open, encouraging her husband to bury his face even deeper between them. Had the couple planned to have sex on the beach when they’d suggested this picnic, or had circumstances just led them to believe the time was right to initiate Josh into his first threesome? He didn’t know and, frankly, he didn’t care.

Responding to the urgent ache in his cock, which had been growing to its full proportions from the moment Amber had revealed her beautiful tits, Josh circled his shaft with his fingers. He couldn’t remember anything ever exciting him quite as much as the sight of Felix licking up Amber’s juices, the intimacy and love between husband and wife so obvious to him.

“Oh, God, Felix, your finger up my arse feels so good…” Josh knew Amber’s throaty comment was for his benefit, and the thought of Felix’s thick digit boring into her rear hole made him start to wank his length with short, fast strokes.

Amber turned her head towards him, no doubt having caught the shuttling motion of his fist out of the corner of her eye. Her gaze was unfocused, cloudy with lust, and when she spoke her voice was pure lascivious desire. “Here, Josh, let me do that.”

The next thing he knew, Amber’s fingers had replaced his own. Her grip wasn’t quite as tight as he liked, but that didn’t matter. Just the fact that he was kneeling on a deserted beach, the Caribbean night silent but for the waves hissing against the sand, while the wife of one of the world’s richest men played with his cock was enough to bring him to the brink of orgasm.

Glancing over to Felix, he saw that the man had pulled away from Amber to free his dick from his shorts. It stood up straight, pressing close to Felix’s belly, juice pearling at its tip. For a moment, Josh wondered what it might be like to wrap his fingers round that fleshy wand, then dismissed the thought. There wasn’t room for anything else in his head at the moment but delight at the way Amber was caressing him, her thumb smearing his own pre-cum fluid over the sensitive crown. His breathing grew harsh, and he muttered words that barely made sense, begging Amber to keep on doing just what she was doing. It felt as if the semen was churning in his balls, getting ready for release, and he couldn’t do anything to stop its progress.

Felix settled back between Amber’s thighs, cock in hand. Josh caught a brief glimpse of Amber’s cunt, pink and open, and knew she was more than ready to be fucked. The last thing he saw before he came was Felix beginning to slide his shaft into that wet, inviting tunnel.

Josh’s cry of release seemed to fill the whole beach. At that moment, he finally knew what it meant to be in paradise.

Chapter Five

 

 

 

Amber threw her bags down on the sofa. As she’d said to Josh only that morning, if you were looking for a spot of retail therapy, there was nowhere quite like New York City. A shopping trip hadn’t been in her plans when they’d arrived here, but after leaving his phone unchecked for the entirety of their stay on Clearwater Cay, Felix had finally succumbed to temptation, only to discover a string of urgent messages from the head of the local Midas affiliate TV station. He’d hastily arranged a meeting with the man for that afternoon, leaving Amber to show Josh the sights of the city. They’d taken one of the tourist bus trips, viewing the busy streets of Manhattan, something she would never have thought to do with Felix. Then they’d had burgers and milkshakes in an old-fashioned diner just off Times Square before heading to Fifth Avenue, where Amber had treated herself using Felix’s platinum credit card.

Much as she’d loved their idyllic stay on Clearwater Cay, where they had spent their days swimming, snorkelling and soaking up the sun, and their nights having three-way sex beneath the stars, Amber was a city girl at heart, more at home in the constant buzz of New York, though she’d found herself looking at both locations through Josh’s eyes, reappraising people and places she’d almost come to take for granted. Memories of the first time she’d paddled in the shallow waters of Clearwater Bay, the first time she’d looked out of the big windows of the living room in this penthouse apartment, staring at the vast green expanse of Central Park, had come flooding back.
What a lucky girl you are,
she told herself, as she went to make coffee. Lucky to have such a privileged lifestyle, and even luckier to have a husband who’d been willing to take a risk and open up his world—and his marriage—to another man.

And they couldn’t have made a better choice, she thought as she walked back into the living room and looked at Josh. He’d pulled off his boots and sprawled himself in an armchair, a satisfied grin on his cute, bearded face. Suddenly, the idea of sitting and sipping coffee no longer appealed. Not until she’d shown the young journalist the secret heart of the apartment, that was.

“Would you like to see something Felix and I have never shown anyone else?” she asked in a mischievous tone. “I have to warn you, though. This isn’t something that can be mentioned in your article about us. This is strictly, and I mean strictly, off the record.”

She almost bit back a chuckle at the eager way Josh sprang up from his seat, his curiosity clearly piqued.

“Come with me,” she said, “and I’ll take you to the playroom.”

Josh followed her out of the living room, down the hallway past the master bedroom and the room he’d slept in last night. They came to a plain, white door with a small bookcase beside it. Amber took a priceless Chinese vase from the top of the bookcase, and turned it upside down. A key tumbled out into her palm.

“This is how you stop a nosy maid discovering a key,” she told him. “Hide it in a vase that’s so expensive she’s too frightened of breaking the thing to ever dust it.”

She unlocked the door, and ushered Josh inside, giving him a moment to let the full significance of what the small, purple-painted room contained. What looked at first sight like a chaise longue, but turned out, on closer inspection, to be a piece of furniture designed to place the body in a variety of comfortable positions for sex. A sturdy stool with a padded leather top that had leather cuffs attached to each of its legs. And, most outrageously, a swing with a long leather seat, held up by a lattice of thick red straps that hung from eye bolts screwed into the ceiling.

“When you said playroom, I didn’t realise you meant…” Josh’s voice tailed off.

“What, that we have a kinky side? Don’t worry, we don’t tie each other up and whip each other—well, not often.” Amber grinned. “But I have to admit there’s nothing quite like hanging in that swing while Felix fucks me.”

“Is it comfortable?” Josh asked, padding over to the bizarre piece of equipment in his stockinged feet and running a hand over it. He’d taken to all the games they’d played so far, enjoying all the things two men could do to one woman, but his reaction to the swing showed that his sex life must have been pretty vanilla so far.

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