Another Time, Another Place

“What do you mean, Kiss?”

We stopped in place while he awaited my answer. I took a deep breath, contemplating my next move.

“Do you believe in destiny?” I asked. “Like, do you believe that it’s possible for two strangers to mesh so well together that it seems surreal? So much so that it seems like we’ve been in this place before?”

“I feel that way right now. I’ve felt it all day,” he replied.

I wanted to feel him inside of me. Something about him made me feel so comfortable, so unique. I decided not to waste another moment of valuable time.

“Aleck?”

“Yes?”

“Would you like to fornicate under the consent of the king?”

ALECK

At first I thought that I was hearing things. Then she said it again. “Well, Aleck, would you like to fornicate under the consent of the king?”

The smile that spread across my face could have probably lit up the sky. “Kiss, it would be my pleasure but—”

“My pleasure, too.” She placed her hand over my lips. “There are no buts…not tonight.”

I kissed her fingertips. “I want you to understand something… first.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m not ordinarily the type of man to do something like this.” She smirked and I could tell that she thought I was full of shit. “Seriously. Normally, I would never sleep with a woman on a vacation like this. I’m not the type to bed just anyone.”

“That’s nice to know.” She pointed toward the hotel with her free hand, the one holding the straps of her sandals. “Your room or mine?”

I shook my head. “That doesn’t matter, and you’re missing the point.”

“I understand what you’re trying to express, Aleck, and I appreciate that.” Kiss sighed. “This is not the norm for me, either. I certainly didn’t come to Jamaica to get laid, but I want you. I want you bad…tonight.”

She stood on her toes and I leaned down so she could kiss me. It was incredible when her tongue slipped into my mouth. I could feel the tip of her tongue exploring the inside of my cheeks and the roof of my mouth. Her breath was sweet, like candy. She grabbed one of my ass cheeks; I went tit for tat and cupped my hands around one of hers. It was round, juicy.

“Kiss, I really want tonight to be special,” I told her as we broke the kiss after a good two minutes.

She started rubbing my dick through my pants. It was already throbbing and I felt like I could explode right there.

“Aleck, will you let me put it in my mouth? I want to taste you… your essence.” I was speechless. “I want us to pretend like this is our last night…not in Jamaica, but on Earth. Will you take that special journey with me? Will you fuck me like there’s no tomorrow?”

“Damn!” was all that I managed to get out before she glanced up the shore toward the restaurant, where people were still laughing and drinking.

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sp; Then she dropped to her knees, right there. She stared up into my eyes as she undid my belt buckle, then the zipper on my pants. She gently tugged at my dick until it was exposed. She laughed, which made me nervous. I was packing all of nine inches, admittingly having measured it. I wondered what was so funny.

“What?” I asked. “Something wrong, Kiss.”

She giggled. “No, not at all. It’s just that it’s curved.”

I used to feel uncomfortable about the curve in my dick, but figured out that most women enjoyed it. I was hoping she did not see it as a fault, not that there was anything I could do about it.

“Is the curve a problem?”

“Hell to the no.” Kiss looked at me serious then. “It’s all that I imagined it would be. That makes me so happy.”