THE DEAL: Novel (16 page)

Continuing, she felt and saw his trimmed pubic hairs, always following with her tongue up the hard erection she's gripped with the other hand. Fully at her disposal leading to his hard head with her mouth, she sucked at the start without too much pressure, producing too much saliva leaving on purpose running down his hardness below the wetting whole, facilitating her movements to slide up and down along its entire hard length.  After it was soak wet, she increased the pressure going with her hand with back and forth motion of sucking just the tip at the same time using the lips and tongue, making his hard head go against the top of her mouth, while she was sucking him she looked at him realizing from his face expression how much he was loving it and with her free hand, she puts her hand under his testicles massaging them very gently without pressing too much.

It didn’t take long for him to ask her to stop, by pulling her hair gently to stop. She stops because she knew he was about to lose control of himself, she didn’t mind if he explodes in her mouth, but she wanted to extend their pleasure as much she could too, after waiting a moment, she climbed on top of him, holding his hard erection with one hand forwarding inside her.

They are both so ready.

She received him in with all his length until the end in just one stroke. Carolina felt filled with pure pleasure. The longing she had of him was too old and she needed to relieve it now.  With her constant movements riding him, he could slide so easily inside her, she was so wet for him, and he holds her hips to help the movements hitting her deep inside.

Leaning against her, he sits, with Carolina stills on top, continuing the long and deep movements of pleasure as she looks in his eyes, kissing each other. He holds her hips and shift position, ending above her managing skilful to stay always inside her. Getting on his knees, he raises Carolina’s legs up holding them against his torso, making movements with his hips in and out with a deep and furious filling her completely, she felt him so hard of desire and she was burning of desire when he managed so skilled to rub with his erection her G point, she is ready to reach the moon at anytime, increasing the uncontrollable urge to explode. JP feeling that she was almost there, he increases his speed reaching an extraordinary orgasm together.

After ejaculating inside her, he gets out of her, lying next to her, turning her around to scoop her body on his, holding her against him, touching and caressing her with long and light movements. They stayed like that for a few long minutes, feeling their sweaty bodies from the pleasure they achieve together.

He smelled so good.

Carolina was speechless and in heaven.

Again Carolina didn’t know what to say after they had sex, so she decided to remain silent. JP was who broke the silence:

"And this is the best wedding night of my life" laughing giving her a kiss on the ear and repeating on her shoulder countless times.

She turns to him smiling:

"You never had other nuptials that’s why you have no means of comparison"

"That's true"

Pressing her against him kissing her shoulders, her neck, and standing with his lips glued on her back.

Tired, they stood spooning, leaving the sweaty bodies touching each other mixing the sweat and heat on each other.

He falls asleep with his arm over her.

Day 3

In the morning JP wakes up before Carolina, they slept all night spooned, feeling each other’s bodies, now with the light of day he wanted to touch her but thought it wouldn’t be a good idea anymore, his mission was fulfilled and he doesn’t need to feed Carolina’s hope with him. He stayed there admiring her as he wanted so badly touching her again the way he did last night, but couldn’t dare.

Feeling confused, because sex with her was the best sex he'd had in his life, even with his former girlfriend the sex was intense and wondrous, but with Carolina was nothing less.

Carolina isn’t smart, she isn’t pretty as my ex-girlfriend. My ex-girlfriend was a supermodel, there isn’t comparison. She's just a mediocre woman like so many others looking for a good catch to marry and lead a blissful life. She isn’t a serious woman because if she slipped into bed with me the first time we met and she's probably does it with everybody. She isn’t material for a serious relationship
- he thought as he struggled with the will of holding and caressing her again, he wanted to feel his lips on hers. Even if he felt tempted the reality spoke up, and he decides to get up without waking her up, taking a quick shower. He passed the refrigerator taking a yogurt and a piece of fruit, leaving the cabin, going towards the beach and laying on the beach bed.

The day was magnificent as usual it was hot and humid inviting him for a swim. That’s what he did and he swam in the clear and warm water to exhaustion trying to find peace of mind which he was seeking so desperately inside his head. He was trying to convince himself that last night had been only sex.

But why the heck am I feeling so confused and why do I want to be near her again?!

He doesn’t know how to interact with her from now on, he wants to continue to have great sex with her, but if they continue to have sex, she will begin to think they will have a chance to be a real couple, he doesn’t want her to suffer because of him, he doesn’t want her to create illusions about a relationship that will never happen. He just wants sex from her and he doesn’t want a relationship with her.

No one deserves to suffer for me and I don’t deserve to be loved
– these words hunted his mind over and over again, remembering what happened in his youth, reliving all the guilt he carried all these years. -
If I hadn’t run away that night to my friend’s house...

When Carolina wakes up turns in the bed to look at JP, disappointed to see she is completely alone in bed. Her first instinct was a bitter intuition that everything could have gone back to what it was, but didn’t want to believe he was so insensitive to that, not after last night. Last night was beyond all her expectations, it had been much better than the first time they were together and it was almost indescribable how good it was.

Rises up a little bit dazed and started looking for him, she went up and to the cabin’s entrance, trying to find him with her eyes and finally she sees him lying on the beach bed. She step back inside to take a quick shower and prepare breakfast, while the coffee machine is still making fresh coffee, she goes out and arrives next to the beach bed, she wanted to give him a good morning kiss. As he is lying face down she gives him a kiss on his shoulder.

"Good morning, I'm doing breakfast would you like to eat?"

He mutters quietly without moving, staying lying with his eyes closed.

Go away, leave me alone, I don’t want to see you, I can’t see you right now
- shouted JP mentally to her, in a vain attempt for her to go away, but she isn’t a mind reader.

As she sat next to him, he lifts slightly his head, opens his eyes, saying:

"Thank you, but I have already eaten. I’m good."

Turning and laying his head to the other side avoiding looking at her. He didn’t dare to look in her eyes, he couldn’t afford succumb to the temptation to embrace and kiss her again. He fights the whole time with his feelings and caring thoughts for her, he wanted her so badly in his arms.

Bloody hell, why was she so tempting?!

JP’s reaction was completely opposite to what he wanted from her, showing her an extreme coldness throughout her and Carolina immediately realized that everything had returned to the starting point, everything was like before, and nothing had changed. She felt an authentic silly girl, thinking that all he had prepared the night before had been to please her, whishing he had finally taken a step forward, and that he had realized that perhaps they had a chance, but no, everything stills the same. Why hadn’t she realized the candles and petals were only to convince her to have sex with him, he had again what he wanted, she felt like a fool and now they was there again at the starting point.

There is nothing else I can do to make any change in his mind throughout me, he only saw me as a sex object and that will never change.
- She though, feeling heartbreaking.

Visible disappointed she gets up slowly looking at him lying there, cold as always, ignoring her again. Dragging back to the cabin, on the way she lost completely the appetite, felt her stomach grappling, and if she eats something now she would surely end up throwing everything up. Her chest ached so much that she found herself feeling short of breath, her head was now throbbing and starting to hurt badly. Drank at all cost the freshly brewed coffee, with an additional sacrifice she was able to drink the fresh orange juice she had previously prepared for her and JP. She left the cabin, going around the cabin to the back following straight to the beach carrying a towel, lying now in the opposite direction from JP and out of his field vision thanks to the cabin that protected her from his sight. She couldn’t help thinking how she had been so stupid to get hurt again and once again she let it happen.

How could someone treat another human being like that? It was not right.

She felt that the psychological mark he engraved on her skin with sexual object symbol would never disappear, he would never see her as a woman, he would never cherish or respect her, and she knew she was no good for anything but to be used for sex. As she become more and more aware of what was happening again or she thought it was, the pain intensified to the extent to the chest, without realizing her muscles were to retracted, causing her pain all over her body as if she were with the flu.

Her head throbbed now with pain and regret.

She sat down in the shade of the nearest palm trees from the water and the tears that threatened to lose themselves since she walked away from JP, starting slowly arising in her eyes and going now without authorization and uncontrolled down her face, the more she struggled trying to stop them, the more she cried and she cried uncontrollably hating her inner self at the same time. Never had cried for a man and what bothered her most is that he didn’t deserve her tears, but she couldn’t stop them. She lays face down on the towel sobbing and crying to exhaustion. Losing trek of time she gives giving up her strengths while lying on the towel.

After a while she doesn’t know for how long, she was able to calm down, rose slightly to turn around and sat on the towel to turn around when she saw JP was running on the beach. She lay down but continued with her head up trying to see if he was planning to run and passing by her on that side of the island, but no, he only ran half way instead of giving a complete round on the island, thus avoiding going near her.

It was if he hasn’t any type of emotions, I hope he feels guilty for what he did to me last night
. - She thought hopefully wishing he could get emotional with her.

JP ran effortlessly along the beach like a gazelle on the prairie. He needed to channel his desire he felt for her practicing physical exercise to avoid feeling tempted as the night before. He was fully aware that he had acted as a perfect sucker to her that morning, but he felt it was necessary, he didn’t want her to like him, and he couldn’t like her, she was so not a woman for him. But at the same time, he didn’t want her to hate him.

Why can’t she understand him?!

He felt like a caged animal without knowing what to do. Carolina goes into the water and like it was usual, it was warm and appetizing to get into it and stayed there for hours. She took the dress out and let it fall by the edge in the dry and hot sand spot, ran into the water, plunged under water while swimming until she couldn’t hold her breath anymore, she wished she could stay under water forever, she didn’t want to rise to the surface and face the reality.

It hurts too much.

But at some point she was forced to come up for air. Continuing swimming on the surface until she felt completely worn out, returned to the towel to dry off, falling asleep for a couple hours, when she woke up she went looking for shells on the beach, walking around until dark. Carolina couldn’t get back to the cabin, she didn’t want to see him, and she couldn’t face him anymore. She knew she was all alone out there and no one would appear on the island to hurt her, but still didn’t like being alone in the dark all by her on, so she had to return nearer to the cabin.

When she was approaching the cabin she couldn’t see him nearby and wished he was in some corner of the island, but when she stepped in the cabin and looked to the left side where the kitchen was, he was sitting at the kitchen table eating a sandwich he had prepared with a glass of cold milk.

When he saw her asked as if was nothing:

"So how was your day?"

She replied without any emotion:

"A real wonder"

"I know you're upset with me, but I wanted you to know that yesterday was one of the best sexual experiences I've ever had, and look I have a vast experience with women. I hope you enjoyed it as well."

"It was nice ..."

He looked at her, searching their eyes to meet, but she ignored his gaze. He smiled slightly finding it funny having the confirmation of what he already knew.

"Don’t be mad at me, you know we can’t have a relationship"

"I know"

She said continuing to ignore him as much as possible without feeling strong enough to show any kind of emotion. She didn’t want to talk to him, but didn’t want to ignore him to the point he could think that she had given too much importance to what had happened. Carolina went to the bathroom, had a quick shower, changed clothes, grabbed the small summer blanket that JP must had bring it back to the room and went back to the kitchen taking a piece of fruit and back out, going to sit outside on the beach bed intending to spend the night there. Secretly she hoped he was coming after her, she was hoping and imagining that after dawn he could change into the lover and caring man he had been the night before, but he didn’t.

Taken a deep breath, Carolina closed her eyes for a few minutes opening them again looking at the clear sky and at the stars, she could see clearly the moon and it was beginning to reflect in the sea leaving a trace with of blue neon light and when the waves crashed softly at the beach leaving a blue neon trail on the beach while the rest of the blue neon continued on slow motion as engaging a dance on top of the water.

The show was absolutely magnificent, she was delighted enjoying the beauty of nature and sad at the same time by not having anyone to share with. She remembered having seen some time ago in a scientific channel this kind of phenomenon called bioluminescence. She knew they were microscopic creatures that produced their own light to protect themselves from predators when the blue neon lights is activated when they felt threatened. She was trying to remember where in the world happened this type of phenomenon.

Would it be in Asia? Am I somewhere in Asia?
– Trying to understand in what part of the world she was stuck. Without being able to resist the temptation she rose from the beach bed and walked to the beach where the waves died, set her foot in the bright neon blue to understand what feeling would it provoke, leaving her feet with  blue fluorescent.

It felt only like a little lightly tingle where she had the blue neon on her feet, nothing more. She walked along the beach leaving fluorescent footprints when the footsteps faded, she returned to get her feet wet again, returning to repeat the process playing as a child until she got bored. Returning to bed at the beach, she sat in bed, ate the apple slowly continuing to enjoy the view, laying down, and closed her eyes to concentrate on the noise of the sea and all around her.

She slept soundly until morning as she was so tired from the day before.