3. Tulum Beach

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I've rented a private tub at an open-air hot spring for an entire morning. I welcomed some me-time after the past two days of unexpected, but breathtaking fucking. Although my body is deliciously sore, I still haven't had my fill of Simon.

This herbal soak is exactly the reset I need to make the most of our last day and night together before this vacation is over. My phone chimes just as the tub fills. The flowers, the natural salts, the warm water calls to me.

Sorry, running a bit behind. I promise the wait will be worth it. I'm sure it will.

I put my phone on silent, eager to enjoy the quiet. Slipping my robe off, I dip my toes into the water, then submerge myself, enjoying the near-instant relief. I lean back, feeling all my muscles relax.

My body turns rosy from the water's heat. The gentle draft of ocean air brings a subtle stiffness to my nipples. Small goosebumps spread along my skin.

The sensation is invigorating. I decide to take advantage of the lust pooling in my stomach. I glide my hands over my breasts, rubbing the undersides with just my fingertips, and pinch my nipples softly.

I can't help but imagine it's Simon's tongue circling them slowly as he sucks. I work my way down to where my thighs meet my hips, making large circles on my stomach before continuing lower. My fingers glide down, spreading my lips, while my other hand rubs my clit, pressing and circling it with deeper, rhythmic flicks.

I lift my hips up to make the most of each touch. I picture Simon between my legs, licking and teasing me as my legs shake. Small shudders ripple through me until I have to stop before I explode.

I ride the waves of growing pleasure until a presence makes me open my eyes. I see Simon standing in front of me. He slowly strides towards me, stripping his clothes off, showing me how hard he is from watching me fuck myself.

His hand grasps his cock. Do you like what you see? What do you think? He gives a couple of long, firm strokes, and I watch him grow even harder.

I love seeing the hunger in his eyes, the need that reflects my own. When you touch yourself, it makes my cock ache. I need you inside me.

I can't wait anymore, and I can tell asking for what I want turns him on. I think it's time to go. As soon as the door of his bungalow closes behind us, we're tumbling toward the bed.

He rolls on top of me, his cock throbbing against my stomach. It's pure need, unrestrained desire. He slips two fingers in my mouth, and I suck them eagerly, licking the pads of his fingers and taking them down knuckle by knuckle.

Fuck. He drags his fingers free, then trails wetness down across my throat and chest. I clutch at the bedsheets as his hands pass over my hips, my stomach, down to the side of my thighs.

The expectation alone is driving me wild, making me so wet and ready for him. He licks the side of my neck, then between my breasts, sending heat racing across my skin. My thighs tremble and relax as they slowly spread.

He glides one finger up along my lips, already soaked from our foreplay. He presses against my thigh, and he nips my earlobe. You feel like you need my cock deep inside you? His fingers trace up and down my lips, spreading my wetness before circling my clit.

Fuck. Slow. I lift my hips to press myself against his hand.

He strokes slowly, with agonizing patience. I want to make every moment last. I want to draw this out, but his fingers feel so good.

I reach down and grab his hand in mine, guiding three fingers into me. Simon follows my lead, and I keep my hand on his as he slowly begins thrusting with his fingers, curling them inside me. I rock my hips against his hand, my pussy clenching around him.

I grind my G-spot against his fingers. Just. Like.

That. He keeps his fingers inside me as he slides his tongue over my nipples. He sucks hard and strokes them gently with his tongue.

I can't last. It's too much. My hips buck against his hand.

Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Simon buries his hot mouth between my legs, sucking and licking my clit. His fingers pump into me, curling right where I need as he circles my clit harder, faster.

My legs shake and tighten around his head. Wave after wave of electricity flows through me. My whole body shudders and releases.

As I try to get control over myself, Simon slides his arm under the small of my lower back, flipping me to my hands and knees. He presses the tip of his hard cock against me, slowly sliding it in. Oh my god.

Yeah, just like that. Feels so fucking good, baby. Oh my god.

Yeah, just like that. Oh, fuck me. Oh yeah.

Yes. Oh, fuck yeah. Harder.

Oh. Oh my god. Oh, yes.

Yes. Damn. He fucks me with long strokes, so I feel every inch of his cock moving deep inside me.

I'm so sensitive that each thrust makes my toes curl, my legs shake, my heart thunder in my chest. The slow fucking is building pressure and I'm having a hard time controlling it as he picks up speed. I'm already close to coming again, but I want to see him when we come.

I want to be on top. I want to be on top. I spin around and climb on top of him, my hands on his chest, and take him all the way inside.

He leans forward to nuzzle his face into my neck. He holds me as I grind my hips harder and faster. I reach up and run my fingers through his hair, grabbing a fistful as I give myself over to the ecstasy tearing through me.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

It reaches a peak, my pussy convulses and I'm coming again, more intensely this time as it always is the second time round. As my legs twitch and my back arches, Simon quickly pulls out and takes my hand in his so we're both stroking his cock. Yes.

He brings his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply as he comes hard on my tits. Fuck yeah. Oh.

Yes. He lies by my side, with one hand cupping my breast. I smile at him, tracing my fingers lightly over his abdomen, watching his chest rise and fall steeply.

I have no words, my brain is jelly. We lie quietly together for a few minutes, just catching our breath. We're going to be leaving soon.

That sounds like tomorrow's problem. If that's what you're thinking about right now, I didn't do my job properly. Simon kisses me again, until I'm so wrapped up in the pleasant aching of my body that tomorrow seems like years away.

He breaks the kiss and cuddles me close until I can't keep my eyes open. He draws the sheets up around us and we fall into a deep sleep in each other's arms. In the morning, I wake alone.

I reach over, but the bed is empty except for a letter. Baby, I'd love to see you again, but whatever happens, know that this was the most incredible experience of my life, and I'm thankful we had it. I hope it was exactly what you needed too.