Chapter 72

Becca went back to her condo to finish packing. David was meeting her at her condo then they were flying out for a long weekend in Bermuda. As she searched for her favorite pair of flip flops she heard a knock on the door. Opening it she was greeted with David's arms wrapping her up in a bear hug.

"Mmmm, you smell so good." She said as she buried her face in his chest. It had been over a month since she had seen him and at that moment she realized how much she had missed him.

David pulled back, giving her a quick kiss. "Are you ready to lie around and do nothing for a few days?" He said, clad in plaid shorts and faded t-shirt, looking every bit the man on vacation.

"Oh God, David, you have no idea how ready I am. It has been crazy." she said as she led David to the sofa. "I have to pack a couple more things and I am ready to go. There are drinks in the fridge, help yourself." She headed back to the bedroom to finish packing, knowing their flight left in two hours.

David went into the kitchen and grabbed a beer out of the fridge, popping the top in the trash as he made his way to Becca's room. He sat on the edge of her bed appreciating the view as she rummage on the floor of her closet. "Take your time. I like the view." he teased, taking a long drink.

Not hearing him come in, she jumped, and fell back, landing soundly on her ass. She started laughing, sure that the view now wasn't as pleasing to him. "Ouch!" She said, shooting him an accusatory glance. "Now I'm going to have a huge bruise back there and I blame you!"

David leaned forward offering her his hand, the blond curls swing as he laughed. "Well, maybe I can make it feel better." he said with a wink.

Becca took his hand and rose to her feet, rubbing her tender backside. "Not if you want to make the plane you can't!" She turned around retrieving the found shoe and deposited it in her suitcase, then zipped it. "Ok, that's it. I'm ready. Let's get out of here." She said as David stood up to take her suitcase. She led the way back to the living room where her other two bags were waiting, rubbing her bruised tush as she went. She heard a slight chuckle from David. "I'll get you back!"

Raising his brow at her threat, he said, "Oh I look forward to that!"

Becca shook her head, trying to hide her smile. That could be great fun, she thought as she slung her carry on over her shoulder, and extended the handle on her rolling camera bag. David finished the rest of his beer in one long drink, and put the bottle in the kitchen. Securing the door behind them as the left the condo, Becca let out a long sigh. It was going to be so nice to have a few days off, and in paradise to boot. The taxi David had arrived in was waiting outside to take them to the airport. They arrived in plenty of time to catch their plane. David wore a baseball hat, tucking the blond curls up into it, and put on a pair of shades. He got a few inquisitive glances but no one stopped them as they made their way to the gate. Boarding had begun so they took their place in the back of first class. A flight attendant came by to take drink orders that would be served after take off. David ordered wine for both of them, then reclined his seat as they waited to take off. Becca did the same as David took her hand in his, tucking it in his lap. He smiled at her, thinking how much he was looking forward to this weekend with her. The last few weeks had been hectic with the national tour coming to a close. Even though they had stuck to the 48 states, he felt due for a break and couldn't think of a better way to spend it than with Becca.


Katie stirred as the sunlight flickered through the curtains. She rolled over on her side, lifting her head to look at the clock. Seeing it was almost 10 a.m. she let out a yawn as she stretched, realizing she was very hungry. She sat up and looked around the room, noticing how quiet it was despite the fact she was sitting in the middle of this busy city. It was heavenly knowing she didn't have to get out of bed all day if she didn't want to. Jon wasn't due to join her until the middle of next week. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she figured the first order of business was to make some coffee. She found a robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door, then stopped to check her messages on her cell as she made her way to the kitchen. Finding her favorite blend waiting for her next to the coffee pot, she brewed up a small pot, then perused the fridge for breakfast options. Deciding on an omelet she choose eggs, cheese and a variety of fresh vegetables. She poured a cup of coffee while waiting for the omelet pan to heat up. Whisking the eggs she tossed in chopped peppers, mushrooms and onions, then topped if off with a good serving of cheddar. When the omelet was done, she took her coffee and plate out to the balcony. The noise of the bustling city could be heard much clearer now, but Katie settled under the umbrella at the table and enjoyed the warm sun as she let the coffee wake her up. After her breakfast she sat back in the chair to think about the day. She had brought her camera, but decided she would stay in and watch movies or take a long bath and read.

Eventually deciding to retreat back into the coolness of the penthouse, Katie loaded her dishes into the dishwasher before going for a quick run on the treadmill. She rummaged through her suitcase, realizing she had forgotten to pack her work out clothes. Figure Jon must have something around she finally settled on a pair of ripped gym shorts and faded t-shirt. She chuckled to herself, he really didn't get attached to clothing, nor did he ever feel the need to wear the latest designer styles. It just so happened that he looked amazing in anything that graced that perfect body of his, she thought. Lacing up her sneakers she took a long, hard run, then decided to draw a bath in the whirlpool tub. Once it was filled she retrieved a book and settled in for relaxation.

A couple hours later as the water finally cooled, Katie emerged from the tub and toweled off. She found a pair of cotton shorts and tank in her suitcase, put them on and went to the living room to find a movie. She made a snack and poured a glass of wine, then found the remote and snuggled under the quilt that rested on the back of the sofa. She smiled to herself, feeling totally lazy and she loved it. Jon was one smart man, she thought.



Becca and David had landed later Friday night and were driven to their own private beach side bungalow. Both tired from the flight they unpacked and went to bed, anxious to explore the island and beaches on Saturday. David had offered to sleep on the pull out sofa in the living room, but Becca wouldn't hear of it. She loved curling up in his strong arm as she drifted off to sleep that night.

She was the first one to wake up in the morning to the sound of waves lapping against the sand. She looked over at David, sprawled out in his naked spender, then slipped out of bed, out from under his arm and tiptoed to the french doors that opened up to a balcony overlooking their own beach area. She let out a sigh as she looked at the deep blue water and pristine white sand. This weekend is going to go way too fast, she thought. There were white beach chairs and tables set up on the sand, just waiting for them. She lost herself in her thoughts as she watched the waves, the tide on it's way out. Behind her David had woken up when the ocean breeze hit his nakedness. Seeing Becca on the balcony he got out of bed to join her, pulling a pair of boxers on as an after thought. He didn't want to end up in the tabloids in all his glory, though he doubted anyone was really going to bother them this weekend. He put his hands on Becca's shoulders, and turned her around to face him.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said, kissing her on the cheek. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers in his curls. "What do you say we grab a quick shower, put on our suits and get breakfast brought down to the beach?" He suggested.

She nodded in agreement, "Sounds perfect." Then she took off racing for the shower. David summoned up some energy and easily caught her, picking her up and swinging her around, putting him in the lead. She tried to squeeze around him, but he made it to the door first.

"No fair!" Becca said, laughing, trying to sneak under his arm. She was no match for his muscular grasp on the door frame though, and he blocked the doorway.

He looked at her with a slight twinkle in his eye, "Well, you could join me if you wanted." He said, his eye brows raised in challenge.

She contemplated his idea. Nodding, she agreed,"That would save time, for sure. Ok." She smiled as he stepped aside allowing her entry into the bathroom. Becca walked by with a smug smile on her face.

David decided he would have to wipe that smile right off her face as he followed her to the shower. He started the water, the steam rising above the glass block walls. Becca stepped out of her stripped cotton shorts and cotton tank as David made a futile attempt to take off his boxers, his eyes trained on her. He stumbled back against the wall as he got his foot stuck in the leg hole. Little minx, he thought as she gave him a sweet smile and entered the wall of steam. He finally untangled himself and followed her lead. He found her standing under the stream of hot water, her blond hair plastered and dripping down her back, her head tilted to the side as she let out a sigh. He took a moment to enjoy the view since her back was turned to him. He felt something stirring in the nether regions as she raised her arms and ran her hands through her hair. Not wanting to come across as an animal, though he could have very well attacked her right then and there, he reached for a bar of soap. He attempted to wash himself, but couldn't stop his gaze from wandering back to Becca as she shampooed her long, blond tresses. They hadn't fucked in weeks, and he really was past any point of control, he thought as he took the bar of soap working up a lather in his hands and rubbed them over her back and shoulders, gently washing her. She felt herself tingle under his touch and turned around to face him, bubbles running down over her breasts and stomach.

"You know, it would be even faster if we helped each other." She said, her own eyes twinkling with mischief.

David nodded as he ran his soapy hands over her breasts to her stomach and down her shapely thighs, his arousal apparent. He ran his hand gently up her inner thigh back up to her stomach. Becca lost her grin as she let out a gasp, his touch causing her to become slightly lightheaded. David stood back upright, sensing her reaction, and put his hand firmly on her waist as he free hand continued to wash her arms, breasts and stomach. He then rinsed her off under the warm stream. Once she was free of the suds he took her face in his hands and devoured her mouth, his tongue staking its claim. Loosing all ability to think she leaned into his wet chest, her hands roamed over his chest to his stomach and lower. Her hands continued their exploration, reaching for his cock, tracing its length. David groaned under her kiss. Minx indeed, he thought, so much for a quick shower. He may not let her out of this room any time soon. He reached to turn off the knob, silencing the trickle. He pulled back from the kiss long enough to pick her up in his arms, both of them dripping wet, and carried her back out to the bed.

He laid her on top of the tangled sheets, the breeze from the open door causing goose bumps on her damp skin. David climbed on the bed over her, rubbing his large hands over her arms, trying to calm the chill. He moved from her arms to her tiny waist, slowing his touch to trace her curves, running them up under her breasts, each topped with cherry red nipples that matched her lips. He leaned over taking one in his mouth, causing Becca to let out a gasp as her body arched up towards his. Feeling her legs open instinctively to welcome him, he arranged himself between her legs. He left the nipple to claim her mouth again as his cock, hard and determined, found its way to her vagina, dripping from its own wetness. He sunk into her slowly, her legs wrapped around him pulling him in deeply. Her fingers played with his hair, as she returned his kiss, as demanding as he. She let out a loud gasp as his generous cock filled her up, its length never seeming to end. She accepted all of him and met his rhythm, her body pressed against his.

David pulled away from the kiss as he felt himself coming to orgasm, unable to slow himself down. Becca pulled him further inside of her, her legs wrapped around his ass. She felt her muscles begin to tense as the waves of electricity washed over her, one after another after another. She felt David's motion slow as his climax settled. Sensing she was still riding her own wave, he picked up his speed as he watched her face, seeing her desire written all over it. She screamed loudly as her body gave over to the intense pleasure, grabbing his hair as she pulled his face towards hers. He muffled her screams with a kiss, her body rocking with shock waves under him. The current finally peaked and settled, she relaxed her grasp on him and laid back into the bed. David smiled down at her as she looked at him, feeling the last few tremors of her vagina walls massage his cock. He lay down on top of her, careful to support himself with his hands and not squish her slight frame. He rolled off of her and took her into his arms, laying side by side.

"Well, I think we need another shower." Becca said, David's deep laugh echoed throughout the room.

"Yep, baby. Looks that way. You weren't hungry anyway, were you?" He asked, causing Becca to loose herself to hysterical giggles.

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