Chapter 2
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“Amy,” Jeff whispered in her ear. She didn’t respond. “Angel, wake up.”
His arms were still around her. One hand on her panties, the other across her breasts. She stretched into his stomach, her butt pressing hard against his morning wood.
“G’ mornin’,” she whispered and then sucked in a quick breath of surprise as she looked around the room.
It was barely morning. The light was just starting to peek around the heavy blackout curtains of the hotel room. Jeff hadn’t slept much. All night he’d relished the feel of Amy snuggling back against him. It was the first time he’d been able to spend the whole night with someone he’d hooked up with. And while he and Amy hadn’t gone all the way, it had still been a wonderful night.
Amy carefully slid out of his arms and then stood for a moment to check that her two younger sisters were still asleep in the other bed. Jeff heard her sigh of relief before she turned back to lean over him.
“We’re cool, right?” she whispered as her eyes searched his face.
“Yeah,” Jeff whispered back. “Of course.”
“Okay. I’m gonna go shower.”
“I’m gonna time you,” he teased with a grin.
Amy chuckled as she grabbed her one-piece bathing suit and shorts from the piles of clothes hanging out of her suitcase. Then she tip-toed into the bathroom and shut the door.
Jeff put his hands behind his head and smiled up at the ceiling. When the water came on, he imagined his cute cousin stripping off the soft night shirt and sticky panties. He’d *made* them sticky. At the thought, he moved his fingers under his nose to breathe in her musky aroma. *So good.*
He kicked off the sheet and went to get his bathing suit from where he’d hung it to dry. The blue board shorts were still a little damp, but he’d be back in the pool again soon enough. The matching surf shirt had dried already because of its special fast drying fabric. He grabbed one of his colorful cotton camp shirts to wear over it for breakfast.
The water cut off and a few moments later, Amy came out in her turquoise one-piece under tight khaki shorts. Her slim build and the beaded braids made her appear a little younger than she was, but Jeff liked the look on her.
“All yours,” Amy whispered. “Let’s see if we can get out without waking Shelly and Lori.”
“I’ll be fast.”
He washed quickly, brushed his teeth, then dressed. After leaving the bathroom, he stepped into his brown leather sandals and grabbed the rubber wrist band that served as their room key and charge card. Amy stood ready by the door and opened it just long enough for them to escape.
“Thank God,” she muttered as the door closed without a complaint from her sleeping sisters. “Let’s go grab breakfast. I’m starved!”
Their room was on the third floor and overlooked the huge pool and splash area in the center of the resort hotel. It was empty, this early in the morning. The pool had a wide, zero entry area that gradually descended to about four feet deep. There were big daisies that would randomly shower water down around the edges of the pool. In the cool morning, wisps of fog moved along its still surface.
They went down the elevator and followed the twisty paths to the main building that housed the front desk, enormous gift shop, arcade, and cafeteria-style restaurant. Jeff held the door for Amy and then followed her into the large dining room. There were dozens of tables already filled by early risers making a buzz of happy conversations.
“Amy!”
Jeff scanned the tables and saw the douchebag from the day before waving his arm to get her attention. Amy changed direction to his table, so Jeff followed. The douchebag appeared to be sitting with his family. There was an adult man and woman, a girl Jeff’s age, the douchebag, and a mini-douchebag. Jeff was startled to realize the girl was the same one that caught his eye at the pool.
“Hey Mario,” Amy said as she stopped near the table.
“This is Amy,” Mario the douchebag announced to his family. “Amy, this is Carlos and Juna, my mom and dad. And you remember my little brother, CJ.”
His sister shot the douchebag an irritated glare for leaving her out of the introductions. Jeff extended his hand to her.
“Hi. I’m Jeff.”
“Christina.” She took his hand while she scanned him quickly. The gleam in her eyes seemed to say she was pleased with what she saw.
“Mario,” Juna warned. “Don’t be rude to your sister.”
“It’s fine, Mamá,” Christina sighed.
“You wanna sit with us?” the douchebag asked Amy.
“Sure.”
There was only one seat left at the table and Amy took it. “I’ll get us breakfast,” Jeff told Amy. “What do you want?”
“Those cute shaped waffles with whipped cream and strawberries. And orange juice.”
Jeff nodded at her. “Anyone else need anything?” he asked the family and wiggled his wristband.
“I need more coffee,” Christina said and stood to join him.
She had a gorgeous mane of dark hair pulled back in a tail. Her eyes made him crave dark chocolate. The bikini she was wearing was the same one he remembered from the day before. It was somewhere bright between green and blue, but he couldn’t name the color. Like Amy, she was wearing tight khaki shorts over her bottoms. He noted her toenails were painted the exact shade as her bikini.
They walked together into the serving area and Jeff picked up a tray and two plates. The waffles were on the buffet line, so he headed that direction.
“I saw you yesterday at the pool,” Christine said.
“Yeah, I remember you, too.”
“It was nice of you to take care of your little sisters all afternoon.”
“They’re my Cousins,” Jeff said. “And It would have been nice of me if I’d been given a choice.”
She chuckled. “Yeah, I’m usually stuck watching Mario and CJ while Mom and Dad hang out at the bar.”
“Maybe we can hang out together. Split the work.” Jeff gave her his best grin.
She sauntered along next to him with a look that said her interest wasn’t limited to sharing their child care duties. “I’d like that.”
After getting the rest of the breakfast items, Jeff waved his wristband over the sensor to pay and headed back to the table. Amy was chattering along happily with the family when he sat her plate and drink down.
“Thanks Jeff,” she said without looking up.
There was no room left at the table, so Jeff put his own plate down at an adjacent table. When Christina joined him there, Juna smiled knowingly at her daughter.
“So how’s your vacation so far?” Jeff asked before taking a bite of his waffles.
“It was fun at first. We spent time at the parks for the first few days. We’re going home tomorrow, so yesterday and today we’re sticking around here.”
“Bummer you’re leaving. We just got here yesterday and don’t go to the parks until the day after tomorrow.”
“Well, we have the whole day. I bet we can find something fun to do.” She smiled over a sip of coffee.
Jeff flirted with Christina throughout the breakfast and she flirted back. She even went so far as to kick off her flipflops to tickle his sandaled feet with her painted toes.
About halfway through breakfast, the rest of Jeff’s family came into the dining room. His younger cousins all raced up to see who Amy and Jeff were eating with followed by the four parents. Introductions went around, but Jeff just kept eating and talking with Christina. Eventually, his family got their breakfasts and sat at the next table over.
While he and Christina sipped coffee together, the parents made plans to visit some of the outlet stores. Jeff heard his name come up and turned to face the group.
“What about me?” Jeff asked.
“Are you interested in going shopping with us?” his mother asked.
“Not particularly. I’d rather just hang out at the pool.”
“That’s fine,” Mom said. “Just stay out of trouble.”
Christina had a similar conversation with her parents and elected to stay as well. The douchebag tried to get Amy to stay, but she wanted to go shopping more. So while the parents agreed to meet in the lobby, Christina and Jeff made their way to the pool.
“Freedom,” she breathed as she took Jeff’s hand in hers.
“You haven’t had any alone time all week?”
“No, and the stupid bathroom lock is broken.”
Jeff recalled what his cousin said about finding relief in the shower. “That must have made it a frustrating week.”
Even though he said it levelly, Christina clearly got the hidden meaning because she gave him a slow eyeroll. “You have no idea.”
They jumped in the pool and swam around for a while. As they splashed and swam, Christina was’t particularly subtle when she brushed up against him. He trailed his fingers along her body in return. She responded by hanging on him or leaning against him, almost like a kitten looking for a rub.
By the time their families were heading out past the pool, Jeff was ready to peel Christina’s bikini off and feast on her soft curves. Amy shot them an unreadable look as she tugged the douchebag by the hand. Jeff waved goodbye, but she just turned away. *Whatever.*
“So,” Christina said in slow, drawn out way.
“The bathroom in my room has a lock,” he said as he leaned in close and searched her face.
“I don’t believe you,” she whispered as she slipped her arms around his neck. “Maybe I should go check. Just to be sure.”
Jeff gave her a deep, hot kiss and her tongue met his almost instantly. The sexual chemistry sizzled between them. He pulled back and took her hand.
“Come on, then.”
Christina actually giggled as she dragged Jeff out of the pool. They didn’t bother to grab towels as they raced to the elevator. Standing in the box, Jeff felt his stomach go all swimmy at the prospect of spending nekkid time with Christina. She kept a wild look in her eyes as she took deep giggly breaths.
The elevator door opened and Jeff led her to his room. A quick swipe over the sensor and they fell into the room. He had the presence of mind to flip the Do Not Disturb switch and lock the connecting door while Christina shed her bathing suit.
Her body took his breath away. The cinnamon skin was a shade lighter over her breasts and hips. Each full breast was topped with a dollop of toffee that her stiff nipples rose from. The trimmed hair scattered across her mound framed protruding lips that darkened like she’d dipped them chocolate.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he breathed and her hesitant smile widened.
He stepped into her arms and kissed her lips, then quickly moved to her cheek and neck. She tugged his damp shirt up and Jeff paused long enough to toss it to the ground while she pushed down his board shorts. His hard cock slapped against his stomach when it escaped the fabric prison. She took it in hand and resumed their deep kiss.
While she tugged him with her hand, Jeff moved one hand to cup her breast. The feel of her nipple pushing into his palm made them both moan. He bent to take the sensitive tip in his mouth while he continued to palm and squeeze the breast it was attached to.
“Dios,” Christina mumbled as she arched into his mouth.
Jeff eased her back until she backed into his bed. He kissed her lips as he lowered her into the messy sheets, then trailed his lips down her chest and stomach. The scent of her arousal made him growl and dive lower.
Christina was barely on the bed before Jeff knelt between her open thighs. With her open before him, he kissed every bit of damp flesh he could reach. That triggered an immediate reaction. Grabbing him by his hair, Christina tugged painfully until he was centered on her dripping lips.
“Madre de Dios!”
The chlorine of the pool didn’t overpower her natural scent and flavor. Jeff ate her like a starving man, sloppy and wet as he plundered her long, thick inner lips. Her legs flopped open even wider as she trembled from the assault. As Jeff recovered some of his wits, he began to attack her with his tongue and fingers in a more systematic way.
He circled her clit with his tongue, never quite touching the quivering bit that extended from its protective sheath of skin. He slipped his index finger inside her twitching pussy, rubbing along the roof until she jumped from the sensation.
“Ahí! Ahí!”
He grinned into her heat. He loved how responsive she was, how much she wanted this. He steadied his touch to give her body time to build up to its peak. She writhed under his tongue, moving her hips to a rhythm only she could hear. Jeff followed her lead and increased his pressure inside her.
Christina began holding her breath. It was glorious to look up from his point of view and see her breasts rise and fall, jiggling slightly with each gasp. She tasted like electricity, pink and hot and swollen with pleasure. The little tickles against his lips from her short hairs added spice to the experience.
Finally, she arched her back and pushed against his mouth. She remained frozen so long her legs began to quake, then she cried out as a sudden rush of liquid splashed against Jeff’s chin. The pulses began around his finger as she pushed against his face. He moved to suck all the skin around her clit into his mouth and fluttered his tongue against the delicate protrusion.
She screamed senselessly and gripped his hair with both hands to hold his face exactly where it was. Jeff continued for close to a minute while she continued to throb in his mouth. Then just as suddenly as she came, she began pushing him away.
“Demasiado! Ay, mi clít,” Christina cried.
Jeff placed on last kiss on her furred mound and then climbed up into bed next to Christina. She rolled and grabbed on to him, clinging as she caught her breath. Bit by bit, they scooted up the bed until they were laying on the pillows. She settled into his side with a sigh. Jeff ran his fingers through her damp hair and smiled at her expression of utter satisfaction.
“Oh, I needed that,” she sighed.
“Happy to help,” Jeff said and kissed her hair.
“You don’t happen to have a condom, do you?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
“Yup,” he said, making her squeeze him tighter before letting him go.
“Can I be on top?” she asked as he scooted down the bed to retrieve his board shorts.
“Absolutely! Anything you want is fine with me.”
Jeff got the single condom he carried in the velcro pocket of his shorts. When he crawled back towards Christina, she reached out and took it from him.
“Lay back,” she said as she tore open the foil package.
Jeff reclined against the pillows with his hands behind his head. Christina examined the condom and unrolled it a little.
“I’m always paranoid about holes in them,” she explained with a shrug. “We’re Catholic.”
Jeff nodded, aware of the church’s position of birth control and pregnancy. His family went to a Baptist church. In fact, he’d lost his own virginity at Bible Camp to the preacher’s wild daughter. She spent all week teaching him about sex while proudly wearing her purity ring.
Christina placed the condom on his crown and rolled it down the shaft until it was snug at the base. She had a wild grin again as she swung one leg over his stomach and lifted him to her opening.
“Ready?” she asked. When he nodded, she lowered herself slowly. Her expression made him think of easing into a hot bath. Being surrounded by her swollen heat forced a low moan from his throat. Christina sighed when he was fully embedded.
“I love that feeling of being full,” she hummed and Jeff could feel the vibrations of her speaking all the way into his balls.
“You feel amazing,” Jeff whispered to her as she began to rock against him.
He always had a hard time cumming with a condom, but watching this gorgeous Latina seeking her pleasure on his body was a real test. He moved his hands from behind his head and ran them up her stomach. Christina leaned forward to increase the stimulation for her which brought her swinging breasts closer.
Jeff entertained himself by holding them still and nibbling on all the bits he could reach without disturbing her rhythm. Her skin prickled at his touch and when he put his warm mouth on her cool nipples, she gasped and bore down harder.
Moving his hands down her sides, Jeff added his strength to her movements. When she rocked forward, he pushed up against her while pulling her hips down. That made her close her eyes and open her mouth in a silent cry. Watching her carefully, he moved with her in ways that fed her desire. As she ground harder against him, the prickly sensation of her pubic hair tangling with his own made them both moan.
“So close,” Christina begged. “Please keep going.”
“I’m good, take all the time you need.”
She whimpered and bit her lip. Luxuriating in her heat, Jeff continued to tease her along with nips and licks. She froze again and he watched her face as the pleasure flowed through her. Mouth open, eyes squeezed shut, muscles tensing until she cried out and collapsed against his chest. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her gently.
“Holy crap,” she whispered against his sweat dampened neck. “That was…”
“Yeah,” he whispered back.
“I’ve never had an orgasm during sex before,” she confessed quietly. “It was totally different for me.”
“Want another one?”
She kissed him with a huge grin on her face. “Yes! You pick the position this time.” Christina eased off of him with a heavy sigh.
“Hug a pillow,” Jeff suggested, then moved around behind her on his knees.
Her ass is so smooth that Jeff couldn’t resist kissing it a few times. That made her giggle and move away. He tugged her back by her hips and knee walked between her feet. She reached back between her legs to help guide him in.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t stealth off the condom,” he said with a playful tone.
“You have no idea how paranoid I am about getting pregnant.”
“It’s cool. I would be, too, if I was a girl. But I wouldn’t do that to you.”
Words stopped as he carefully slipped inside her again. Watching her lips part for his thick shaft was doubly erotic. As he bottomed out, she pushed back against him and held him there for a long moment.
“It feels so much deeper like this,” she said and shivered.
Jeff backed slowly and pushed in a little faster, making Christina gasp. He did it again, then began to alternate between two fast thrusts followed by two slow. Each time he filled her, he pressed down hard enough against her clit to make her purr. Soon they got into a comfortable rhythm and Jeff relaxed to enjoy the sensations. It felt nice when his balls tapped against her on the fast thrusts.
With his hands resting on her hips, he pulled her cheeks apart a little to watch as he slid in and out. The little brown opening back there squeezed every time she tightened her muscles around his cock. On impulse, he licked his thumb and placed it there
“What are you doing?” she asked with an amused tone as she glanced back over her shoulder.
“Playin’,” he said and pressed down on it as he thrust.
“That feels weird.”
“Good weird or bad weird,” he said as he did it again.
“I can’t decide,” she said. “Keep doing it until I’m sure.”
He rubbed it in circles while he pistoned in and out of her with the two fast, two slow rhythm. Watching her profile, Jeff noted she began chewing on her lower lip when he pressed down. Soon her eyes shut and her eyebrows dipped like she was concentrating.
He suspected she was getting close again and began pushing down harder with each thrust. She stopped chewing on her lip because her mouth slowly opened in that familiar silent cry. When he felt her fingertips tickle his balls, he nearly lost it. Then he felt her fingers began to rub circles above her slit.
“Cum with me,” she begged. “I want to feel you let go inside me.”
The thumb that had been rubbing against her puckered brown opening slipped past the protective ring of muscle. Christina cried out, but it clearly wasn’t pain. The sight of the tip of his thumb penetrating her awoke his own orgasm. The muscles there almost felt like they were sucking his thumb deeper.
“You want me to cum?” Jeff asked as he felt the familiar ache in his balls.
“Yes!”
Now she was actively pushing her ass up against his thumb. He dug it a little deeper each time he thrust and she lost her freakin’ mind.
“I’m gonna cum in your tight pussy,” he gasped while she howled and jerked in the grips of her own orgasm.
“Fuck me!” All of internal muscles were squeezing together around his cock and his thumb.
“I’m gonna fill you up. Is that what you want?”
“Yes! I want it all!”
“You want my baby, don’t you?” He had no idea where that question came from, but it sent Christina even higher.
“Fuck u’ bebé en mí! Prisa!”
She was lost in the moment, rubbing and jerking all over the place. Jeff could barely hang on, but the heat boiling up from his balls could not be denied. Just as the first blast erupted into the condom, his thumb went inside her ass to the first knuckle.
“Sí! Sí! Llename!”
He held on to her hips to keep from being bucked off until he was spent, then he carefully held the condom while he backed out of her. She collapsed in a sweaty heap against the bed, her ass jiggling as she panted. Jeff sat back on his knees until he recovered enough to speak.
“Christina,” he said. “Look.”
She cracked open an eye and watched while he carefully removed the filled condom from his cock. “Oh, thank God.”
“I know you were worried, so I wanted you to see nothing escaped.”
He tied the condom so it wouldn’t spill and then dropped it on the floor near his shorts. He couldn’t throw it away in the room or someone would probably find it. Then he crawled up to snuggle with Christina.
“How did you make me so crazy? It’s never been like that for me.”
“Beats me.”
They lay in silence for a while with Jeff rubbing her back and her toying with his chest.
“I wish I didn’t have to leave tomorrow.”
“Me, too,” Jeff said and kissed her hair.
“You don’t happen to live in Miami, do you?” she asked as she looked around with something like hope in her eyes.
“Sorry,” he said and ran his hand up into her hair. “Texas.”
“Well, you saved my sucky vacation, anyway.”
Jeff kissed her then, letting her feel what they couldn’t afford to say.
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