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Lilith Darville

And I Wrote....

Neil is downstairs writing frantically as I post this – hooray. What fun! No doubt, Ewan will counter with something strong, masculine and oh so sexual. Double hooray! Here goes….

The realization that he had come to love Amber disturbed and confused him most of all.  He’d rarely cared one way or another about most of his conquests; they were a means to his domination fantasy ends.

From the start, Amber had been like the grain of sand aggravating his oyster. Would she be the making of his pearl? When they’d met, he’d attributed the pull she stirred deep in his loins to be a startling attraction to her youth and innocence. Now, even as he felt his feelings evolve, she seemed oblivious to his growing need for her. The depth of his feelings frightened him, causing him to draw his mask of indifference even tighter.

And just as suddenly, he remembered that the only complaint Amber had ever made was about his inability to show his feelings.  Of course, he was careful to explain that he had none to show.  It was all about the sex for him, or so he’d believed…. Now he could no longer escape his growing need to make her his.

Ewan decided they needed to take a break from daily life and isolate themselves from all distractions.

A kernel of an idea started, and Ewan dared not hope; but just maybe…..

“Any chance you can take a few days off?” Ewan asked. “I know you’re busy at work, but it would be great if we could get away for a few days.”

“That shouldn’t be a problem,” she said. “I negotiated time off when I started. What did you have in mind?”

“I’m not sure, but I have an idea. How soon can you get away?”

“I could take a few days off next week, but I don’t have time to plan anything, Ewan.”

“Not a problem. Just leave that to me. Seriously, Amber, just leave it to me. Plan on going somewhere warm. I’ll take care of all of the details. Just let me know the exact days you can get away.”

“How about a week from Thursday? I’ll take Thursday, Friday and Monday off. Will that be enough time?”

“Yes, that will do nicely,” Ewan said.

Ewan called a friend who had just returned from an exotic vacation at some secluded island resort and found out the name and location. A few mouse clicks later, and Ewan was on the site a five-star all-inclusive resort in the Bahamas. He not usually one for surfing the Web; however, his friend had loved their vacation in the rather secluded Great Exuma, so Ewan decided it was worth a try. The Butler Suites looked splendid; just what they needed to focus on each other and explore deeper layers of Amber’s psyche. A nagging voice kept whispering, You’d better be prepared to disclose your inner most thoughts, too; but Ewan chose to ignore it.

Being stinking rich had its advantages giving him the freedom to make the arrangements and take care of all the nitty gritty details that would ensure a smooth trip. Normally, planning and prepping for vacation was not something Ewan enjoyed; that’s why he had staff – hence, Amber’s shock when Ewan offered. However, Ewan found himself quite enjoying the process in happy anticipation of our time together.

They boarded the plane to the Bahamas on Thursday morning. Without prompting and much to my surprise, Amber chose to leave her smartphone at home. “I don’t want anything to detract from our time”, she’d said. “Besides, I need the break. It’s been quite the whirlwind with the job.”

The flight was uneventful. We alternated between watching in-flight movies and reading. Amber bought him an e-reader and loaded it with books knowing Ewan preferred the printed page, and he was touched by the gesture. She chose an MP3 player with recorded books as she’d become quite the fan of them when travel became an integral part of her job.

The resort had a shuttle waiting for us at the airport and whisked them away without further ado once they’d cleared customs. With each layer of clothing she shed, Amber seemed to lose a layer of the stress and tension that had emanated from her. As they settled into our seats for the ride to the resort, Ewan risked reaching for her hand and was relieved when she locked her fingers in his and snuggled against him.

The resort had a welcoming committee waiting for their arrival. Exceptional service was their trademark, and they checked them in with a complimentary glass of champagne and introduced them to the concierge and their personal butler. They dropped their luggage in the ocean-front suite – the view was breathtaking – changed into bathing suits and went for a walk along the beach in hopes of finding something to eat. A snack of conch fritters and crab cakes at a beachfront cafe took the edge off, and they continued their walk in the warm white sand. The air was alive with the sounds of the wildlife mixed in with the sharp odour of ripening fruit and the salty sea. Ewan kept the conversation light, and they enjoyed an afternoon frolicking in the ocean and exploring the resort.

Ewan took a quick shower and went to the front desk to explore dinner options while Amber took one of her long relaxing baths. Not even the tropical heat deterred her from the soothing warmth, and she had chuckled with delight when she found the bath salts and bubble bath waiting on the edge of the Jacuzzi tub.

Their personal butler hurried over as Ewan entered the lobby of the main house.

“Is here anything Ewan can do to help you, sir?” he asked.

“Yes, actually, there is. Thanks, um, what is your name?”

“It’s Michael, sir. How may I help?”

“First, you can call me Ewan,” Ewan said. “Sir makes me feel like an old man, okay?”

“You got it, Ewan. Now what may I do for you?”

“I’d like to arrange a private supper on our patio if that’s possible. Or would it be better to have it in the suite? Are there a lot of bugs here? My friend doesn’t like insects buzzing around while she’s eating.”

The patio is perfect for your dining convenience, Ewan, and I can certainly arrange supper for you.  Did you have something in particular in mind?”

“My friend, Amber, loves to try different foods, so I’d like to try a few of your island favourites along with some good old-fashioned steak and potatoes. Is that doable?”

“Certainly, sir; I mean, Ewan. You have your choice of cuisine from any of our restaurants. Let me get you a menu.” Michael walked over to a nearby desk and retrieved a folder that he handed to Ewan. “What time did you have in mind?”

“How about 7? Chef’s choice. Amber is very fond of Italian as well. Surprise us.”

“Will the wine in your suite suffice or would you like a bottle of something in particular?”

“I haven’t really checked out the wine in the suite. What a nice touch. Tonight is special for us. How about a couple of bottles of a good Amarone?”

“I’ll see that it’s done, Ewan. Enjoy your evening.”

Ewan headed back to the suite. He smiled at the sounds of Amber humming as she finished up her bathing routine. A jolt of electricity shot through his cock as Ewan imagined her massaging her compact body with the fragrant body lotion she loved. He quickly pushed the thought away; now was not the time for that. Ewan had other plans in mind for the evening. Ewan grabbed a glass of wine from the well-stocked bar and headed out to the patio to watch the setting sun.

Amber interrupted his ruminations by slipping her arms around his waist and hugging him from behind. Ewan turned in her arms and brushed her lips with his before slipping out of her embrace to pour her a glass of the wine he had decanted. Together they watched the sun slipping into the ocean as it made the journey that turned day into a dusk full of secrets to reveal. The breeze brought the combined scents of island flora and ocean saltiness while it ruffled the white gauzy material of Amber’s long skirt. The aroma of a finely cooked meal preceded the knock on the door of our suite, and Ewan crossed to answer it.

“Would you like me to set this up for you, sir?” the server asked as he pushed in a dining cart laden with covered dishes and linens.

“Certainly, go right ahead and set it up on the patio.”

We leaned against the rail sipping our wine and watched him set the table and decant the Amarone.

“More wine?” Amber asked. “Why Ewan, one would wonder if you’re trying to get me drunk tonight.” Her eyes sparkled and her smile teased as she stood on her toes to deliver a kiss. Ewan lightly brushed her lips then pulled back to look down at the pout he knew would be forming. She hated it when he resisted her amorous signals, especially when she wanted to “neck like a teenager” as she so quaintly put it.”

“Humph,” she said. “Not in the mood?”

“Maybe later,” Ewan said as he gently pushed her away. “Right now, let’s eat and talk.”

Her pout grew, but her pouts were playful. Amber was not the type to pout seriously. She was more inclined to rip him a new one if she was really unhappy with what he was doing. Not much like a submissive at all. Yet she seemed so capable of letting it all go during their sex.

The server finished laying a very elegant table complete with fine linens and a beautifully appointed floral centerpiece. He plugged in the warming tray holding a number of covered dishes from which an array of wonderful smells seeped. Without delay, they sat down and dug in. While eating, they chatted about their pleasure in the suite and surroundings taking note of the sounds of the night. Amber laughed with delight as the deep-throated croaking of the frogs mixed with the scuttle of the sand crabs underneath the deck and the harsh ‘chewk’ call of the mocking birds mingled with the trilling shrieks of the parrots.

Once they’d eaten more than their fill including a decadent bread pudding slathered in sweet cream and fresh coconut cake, they rolled our way over to the chaise lounge perched across the edge of the deck. By this time they were well into the first bottle of Amarone, and Ewan figured the mood was just about right to invite open and candid dialogue.

“Okay, babe, what’s on your mind?” Amber asked. Ewan smiled in recognition of her usual direct and intuitive nature.

“You know how you are to me –”

“And you to me,” she cut in.

“And to you. Now do let me get a sentence out without interrupting, Amber.” Ewan smiled at her to take the sting out of the words.


“I feel like our situation seems to be developing into a relationship, and I think we need to talk about where this is going,” Ewan said. Ewan took a sip of my wine and looked at her watching her intently.

After a beat, she said,, “And?”

“And, that’s it,” Ewan said. “I just thought we could explore the, how shall I describe it, uhmmm, the rules and where we’re heading.”

At that she laughed. “Trust you to be scientific about a sexual craving, Ewan; honestly. You do make me laugh.”

“Amber –”

“I know, I know. You’re serious and so am I, but you’ve got to see the humour in it, Ewan.” Ewan relaxed for a moment and smiled.

“Okay, yes, I do, but let’s stay on topic, okay, Amber?”

She curled her feet under her and stared at him intently.

“Let’s not right now, Ewan, I’ve got other ideas.”

“Like what?”

“What do you think?”

They didn’t speak for some time. They sat in quiet comfort sipping wine and enjoying the island night air. After a long while, she sighed.

She stood and walked to the patio rail looking out into the darkness, her long skirt gently swaying in the breeze. Ewan walked up behind her and wrapped her in his arms. After a beat, she nestled against him. He nuzzled her hair with his cheek and let her warm fragrance envelope him. Minutes passed before she turned in his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Their love making was long and slow and deep. Eyes the colour of ebony gazed back at Ewan as she whispered his name again and again. Ewan whispered back, “Amber, my Amber.” They explored every inch of each other’s body as if for the first time. Ewan felt the moment of her surrender and knew she was his. He surrendered to her with equal abandon as their howls of joy drifted out with the ocean tide. They fell asleep naked and wrapped in each other’s arms.

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