THEY BARELY MADE IT back to the Maui Wellness Center in time for the massages. Blaine held on to her arm when they got to the beach area where the large pavilion tents were set up, the linen panels closed and tied down on all four sides to give guests privacy during the massages.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.
“You have your massage. I have mine.” Selena gestured to two different tents.
“On the contrary, or should I say au contraire, my chérie?”
“Gomez, you spoke French.” She pulled his hand up to her lips and did five quick kisses on his wrist. Then she looked around. “We have to stop being so obvious. Otherwise I’m going to get caught and Titus will yell at me.”
“Leave Tight Ass to me. In the meantime, I changed our individual massages to one couple’s massage by the beach.”
“You’re kidding?” She smiled.
“Nope, come with me.” Blaine knew from the confirmation message that was slipped under his door this morning that they were in pavilion five. He untied the rope securing the tent door closed and walked in.
Two massage practitioners dressed in white Maui Wellness Center uniform were just finishing setting up their tables. Their name tags said Keoni and Malia and they each looked like they could tear a phone book in two with their bare hands. A diffuser was puffing out a mild tropical scent and inside the pavilion tent looked like a magazine photo shoot of a cozy high-end spa.
“Do you prefer a man or a woman massage therapist?” Blaine asked. He didn’t care, so he asked for both and figured he’d take whomever Selena didn’t choose.
“Woman please,” she said. Malia smiled and walked over to her. That worked for him. Blaine was relieved. He knew it was strictly professional, but he didn’t want another man’s hands on Selena.
The massage practitioners pulled a curtain to give them privacy to get undressed and get on the tables. Blaine shucked off his bathing suit and shirt and lay face down, naked under the thick, sun-warmed sheet. He imagined that Selena was doing the same. It was soft and peaceful just lying here. His eyes immediately drooped. He hoped he wouldn’t start snoring. When the curtain opened, he turned his head and saw that Selena was smiling at him.
“Are you ready to begin?” Keoni asked.
“You bet.”
“I’m ready too,” Selena said.
For the next hour, Blaine was rubbed down, with deep-tissue stimulation. It was pain and then relief as his coiled-up muscles released. Then when he was a puddle of goo on the table, Keoni put hot rocks up and down his spine, stimulating the chakra centers, whatever the hell they were.
Blaine had to admit when it was all over, he felt as loose as jelly and horny as hell. But not for Keoni. It was from the little sounds of pleasure Selena made during her massage. It made him more than ready to continue a different type of massage with her.
Wrapped in a plush cotton robe, Blaine tipped Keoni and Malia each a hundred-dollar bill and waited until they left the cabana. The waves were loud, even over the wind that flapped the linen walls of the structure. The heat of the sand was soothing to his bare feet.
“How was that?” he asked, placing a hand on Selena’s oil-slicked back.
She shivered. “Blaine?” she said groggily.
“Just relax,” he said, pouring warmed oil in his cupped hand. He let it drizzle down her spine, smiling as she quivered.
Stroking down her back, Blaine rubbed her in slow rough circles. He loved how she felt under his hands. “Do you like this?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she said.
He eased the sheet down her curves until she was completely naked. Pouring more oil on the base of her spine, he smoothed it over the soft mounds of her ass. He spread her thighs, his thumbs pressing hard circles over them. Blaine’s breath caught as she trembled. He could hear her breath coming in short gasps.
“You feel amazing,” he said, trailing his fingertips up and down her slippery inner thighs.
“Blaine,” she moaned.
“We’re all alone,” he said. “And you’re all mine.” He rubbed his hands all over her body, gliding and lingering. He would travel all the way up her inner thighs and then slide away. When he couldn’t stand her little whimpers any longer, Blaine decided to put both of them out of their misery and rub the thick wetness between her legs.
Selena cried out and instantly tried to muffle it. She was slick and ready to be loved, but he fingered her slowly and tenderly, sliding in between her slick folds and teasing her clit.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all day.”
The sound of her wetness made him long to sink himself inside her. The only reason why he hadn’t made love in the water was he didn’t think it would be comfortable for her. Blaine wanted her to feel nothing but mind-blowing pleasure. With one hand stroking up and down her back, he tickled her clit until she was writhing underneath him. She screamed into her arm when she came and he easily slipped two fingers inside her, pumping them gently.
“Turn over,” he said, his fingers still inside her as he helped her lie on her back.
With his fingers penetrating her lovingly, he drizzled oil over her stomach and rubbed circles over her chest and belly. Blaine was so intent on the feel of her beneath his palm, he didn’t realize Selena had worked his robe open until she took him into her mouth.
“Yes,” he hissed out, freezing with one hand around her breast and his fingers knuckle deep inside her.
“Mmm,” she moaned, pulling him deeper inside her mouth.
He pushed forward, his hips jerking in need.
Selena sucked him as he slowly worked her with his fingers. Her wet, hot mouth was driving him crazy. He went back to her clit to make her just as frenzied as he was. Her sounds of pleasure were muffled, but when she came, her thighs pressed his hand, trapping it as she rode out her orgasm that had her swallowing reflexively.
“Coming,” he gasped, trying to pull away.
But she grabbed his ass and kept him there.
Blaine’s entire body shook as she let him come. He was still moaning softly when her thighs released his arm and he slid out of her mouth.
“I don’t have any condoms,” he growled.
“In my purse,” she said, pointing.
I love you.
He almost said it. It would have been a reverent prayer, but not a joke. But it was too soon. He was too sexed up to be taken seriously. And yet, there was something about her that shook him. After putting on a condom, he walked to the foot of the massage table and yanked her to the edge.
Selena gave a giggle that was cut off when he put her thighs against his chest and held them there while he thrust inside her. Tight heat engulfed his cock, and he lost himself in slow lovemaking. This was exactly what he needed.
“Blaine,” she groaned his name, arching into each deep stroke.
“Selena,” he groaned back. “You feel so damned good.”
The sweet friction built up until he was impossibly hard. He rocked into her faster, making her breasts bounce in a rhythm that was driving him toward an explosive release. He could hear voices on the beach. The pavilions weren’t as private as being indoors, but Blaine was confident they wouldn’t be interrupted. Still, the slight possibility made the already exquisite feelings have a touch of danger to them.
Selena’s hands clawed at the sheet underneath her. Her mouth opened wide in a silent scream and he watched the orgasm shake through her as he pounded into her with fast strokes. The sounds of her arousal and how she tightened around his cock eroded his control. Blaine took her harder and she arched her hips, the rest of her limp and shivering. Selena offered herself to him and he accepted the sweet surrender. He came growling like a beast, hoping no one would come investigate. Lights flashed under his eyelids and he forgot how to breathe as he came deep inside her. He could barely remain standing. Yet, he couldn’t leave her side.
“That was incredible,” she sighed.
He wasn’t sure he’d be able to form words. There wasn’t room for both of them on the table, so he picked her up in his shaking arms and lay down with her on the soft blanket covering the sand floor.
They lay entwined in each other’s arms until Keoni said from outside the pavilion, “Uh, guys, if you’re still in there. I’ve got another appointment in five minutes.”