Passion... No strings attached... yet (Closed)

We did pass that little clothing shop on the way here in the resorts little beach front walkway.

She winked.

And when do I go to the beach that I do not buy the girls something and get myself a new bikini. And a late dinner means they don't disturb us for a while.
 
As they walked Chase listened to Katia tease him some more about bikinis, shopping, and whatever else. When he saw no one else was around while they walked, he slipped his arm around her waist and held her close to his side while they walked.

"The last thing I want to see you in is anything," he told her as his hand rubbed her hip lightly.
 
Well then... lets run buy this stuff real quick so we can get back to our seclusion in our room.

She faintly wriggled her hips in his grasp with a smile before breaking away from him and moving into the shop and quickly moving around to find stuff for the girls and a bikini for her. Quickly paying for the stuff and quickly pulling him along as she headed back to her treehouse.
 
As they walked into the treehouse, Katia was walking just ahead of Chase. He had been walking behind her the entire time. It was mostly for show. Katia was the world famous international fashion model and Chase was the celebrity's personal assistant, the subordinate trailing behind the boss. Even though it was for show, Chase didn't mind the view of Katia from behind, and he always noticed she put an extra sway into her step while walking ahead of her assistant.

Chase was also carrying the bags for Katia as they walked back and when they entered the treehouse, he turned to the closet with their luggage and set the bags inside of it.
 
She sat on the edge of the bed with the canopy of custom "designer" mosquito netting billowing beside her.

Well then a late dinner around here is about 10 pm and its only what 4 or 5... what to do till dinner time?

Stretching her legs out she leaned back against the bed with a devious little wink
 
As Chase set the bags down next to the luggage, he felt the breeze gently nestle its way into the treehouse across his skin. He unbuttoned his shirt and hung it in the closet. He peeled off his under shirt and threw it into his laundry and took in the island breeze against his bare skin. He looked down at his body, and his abs reminded him that he would need to find a place to workout while they were there. Then he decided some lap swimming would cut it while they were there.

Chase stepped out of his pants and looked at his luggage trying to decide if he would just put on some shorts, or get into his bathing suit, assuming Katia would want to layout by the private pool. He was about to pull off the boxer-briefs and get into the trunks when he heard Katia.

Well then a late dinner around here is about 10 pm and its only what 4 or 5... what to do till dinner time?

Chase turned around, nude except for his underwear, and saw Katia's wink. Chase, normally cool and playful, had been driven crazy since the morning by Katia's teasing. When he saw the wink, Chase took off in a sprint and jumped over Katia and landed on the bed next to her. He placed a hand on her stomach and kissed her on the cheek.

"We'll think of something," Chase said, "we always do."

Chase placed his arm on the other side of Katia and propped himself up. He hovered over her and moved his lips to hers.
 
She smiled reaching a hand up to caress nails softly over his chest as her lips moved to meet his pressing into a kiss. It was far too easy to hit each of those nerve endings with him so nearly naked as her nails trailed softly over his chest then arms and neck then back.
 
Chase enjoyed the light kissing reciprocated by his lover at that moment. Her lips were so smooth, and she had such an exquisite taste about her. While the nails Katia used to trace across his body made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, Chase upped the intensity. He used his tongue to trace her lips, trying to coax Katia to open her mouth.
 
Lips parting as she moved to wrap one of her legs around his and her arms pulling him closer to her. Pressing more into the kiss she purred as one hand continued to trail fingernails softly over him as she undulated her body beneath him upping the intensity as well.
 
Chase's tongue met Katia's as she continued to trace her fingernails over him. His elbows were propping him up as he was ever so slightly hovering over her. Katia had minimized the space between them by pulling him closer to her. The breeze blew in through the treehouse and washed over Chase's back, mixed with his boss's caressing, goosebumps formed a little bit on his back and arms.

The sound of kissing mixed in with the breeze, and the sound of the ocean creating some romantic island symphony. Chase's manhood hardened in his boxer briefs tightening against his body.
 
She could feel his growing hunger as her fingers traced along the slowly tightening boxers and purred again into the kiss. Breaking the kiss she smiled staring into his eyes as her fingernails moved to trace the unmistakable proof of desire.

Well now what naughty little thoughts has this place caused lover?

Licking her lips as she laid there beneath him.
 
Chase was enjoying the kissing very much, and was a little devastated when Katia broke off their kiss. The tension was rising within him, and he wanted to lose himself inside of his lover. Katia liked to string passion along, she liked to tease, and play games. The denial of instant gratification was frustrating, but the payoff was always spectacular and earth shattering for Chase.

"Well now what naughty little thoughts has this place caused lover?"

"What naughty thoughts?" Chase asked himself aloud, "I love the idea of this suite being a room and outside at the same time. I love that it's so warm and we can be naked in the breeze. And I want you out on the deck, under the sun, maybe out by our private pool. I want you on the floor, I want you in this bed, I want to bathe you in the bath. I just want you."
 
Well then whats taking you so long Chase?

She winked and undulated her body there underneath him once more pressing her hips up against that near begging hunger still trapped within his boxers.
 
Chase slid down and put his feet on the floor and stood up. He dropped his underwear and his stiff member stood at attention. It was throbbing with passion for Katia, he desired nothing more than to plant himself inside of his lover.

Chase grabbed Katia by the arm and pulled her off the bed. He pulled her blouse over her head and unhooked her bra exposing her breasts. Her nipples stiffened as the breeze blew in and Chase lowered his head taking a nipple in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue and rolled his tongue over it.

He moved his head back up and started to kiss Katia as his hands pulled her skirt off of her body. Once off and on the floor, Chase's hands moved to Katia's tight ass and squeezed.

"This is perfect," Chase said as he squeezed Katia's ass momentarily breaking the kiss.
 
She curled into his embrace kissing him passionately as she felt her skirt fall from her hips and then his hands on her ass. Wriggling in his embrace she let her hands caress over his back hugging him closer still to her one leg wrapping around his as she broke the kiss and moved to nip at his jawline and his neck.

Well then lover...

Her words a warm whisper at his neck...

Why don't we move to that stunning bath or stay right here with this bed... surprise me.
 
Chase snapped the waistband of Katia's panties against her skin, the only fabric left between the two of them, separating their completely nude bodies from one another. He took her chin in between his thumb and forefinger and kisses her gently on the lips.

He let go of her and smirked. Chase walked away from her, his ass flexing to give her a show as he sauntered over to the bath. He turned a faucet and hot water started to pour from the spigot. He fiddled with the knobs until he had the perfect level of hot streaming into the tub.

"You've had a long day, Ms. Monroe," Chase said smoothly, "with the flight, the interview and everything else, let me help you relax."
 
Slipping from the remainder of her clothing and stalked over towards him like the lioness she was on the catwalk. Pausing there before him with a smile glancing to the tub before reaching a hand out and pulling him to her.

And what do you have in mind... Hmmm?

Her hand moved to circle around the back of his neck and pulled him close pressing her lips to his intently as her other hand moved to finish pulling him close to her.
 
Chase kissed her back gently and moved his arm in a circular motion to get Katia's hand off of his neck. He used both hands to caress each of her arms in a circular motion then grasping her hands and intertwining his fingers with hers.

He broke away from the kiss, savoring her lips for an extra moment.

"I want you to get into this bath, and I am going to use this," Chase said as he let go of one of Katia's hands and picked a shower puff from above the bath, "and I am going to wash every inch of your body. I'm going to lather you up, and massage and caress your skin. Get in, lover."
 
That sounds like a wonderful idea.

Breaking free and slinking over to the tub and slipping into the perfectly temped water and sinking to the warmth with a smile.

Hurry up lover...
 
Chase put soap on the shower puff and soaked it into the water, squeezing it in his hand so that lather built up on the puff. He leaned in and kissed Katia as she sat in the hot bat bath water, some steam being billowed around in the breeze of the treehouse, goosebumps built up on the smooth, tan skin of the super model.

"Why do you want to hurry, babe?" Chase said as he pressed puff against Katia's shoulder, lathering her skin up and taking water in his hands and using it to rinse off her shoulder.

He moved the puff to her back and started to massage her and kissed her again.
 
Wanted you to hurry and get started lover.

She smiled relaxing back into the water with him pressing into the kiss. Her hand reaching back to caress over his cheek with a soft near purr at his loving affections and caress.
 
Chase washed his lover and employer for the next fifteen or so minutes, asking her to contort her body in certain ways to clean it better. The contortions were mostly unnecessary and was just a way to take pleasure in the sight of her glorious body. As she got out of the bath, Chase took a towel and started to dry her off, as the towel reached her thighs, Chase rubbed the towel over her pussy. At first he did it in a drying motion, but then just started to rub it. He then dropped the towel and ran his hand over her pussy lips. At first he was gentle, but then started to rub faster and more vigorously. He kissed her neck as he built up the friction.
 
A soft gasp at the building friction. She bit her lip her hips beginning to wriggle at his affections. One hand reaching back to caress his cheek the other hand reaching between them to begin caressing his length with a purr.
 
Chase had been carrying some level of an erection for a while in that treehouse, not to mention the denial of release he had faced that entire day. And what a long day it turned out to be. A business meeting, a ride to the airport, an international flight, a television interview, media politics, and swimsuit shopping all in the same day. He was hungry, tired, and horny. He was an embodiment of his basest animal instincts at that moment, and none was stronger than his passion for his boss-turned-lover, the world famous super model, Katia Monroe.

As she rub his hardening cock, Chase had reached his limit of teasing, bathing, and mutual masturbation. He needed to feel his lover from the inside. He needed that sensation, being with the most beautiful woman in the world in the most intimate of ways. A way he had been realizing was the only way he wanted to live. He wasn't sure it was love, but he was damn sure that wasn't not love. It was something that was complicated, but he pushed the complication from his mind.

Chase took his hand from Katia's nether lips, and swooped around the back of her legs. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. She may have been damp, on more parts of her body than her vagina, but he didn't care. A chilly night's sleep was worth but a moment inside of her. He hovered over her and kissed her deeply. His hand cradled the back of her head carefully, grabbing a handful of her lustrous locks as he positioned the head of his cock at her canal.
 
She pressed her hips up at him while firmly pressing into the kiss deepening it with her tongue dancing over his lips and pressing softly against them. Her legs moving to twine around his helping pull him tight to her once he is within her. Undulating her body against him she was overwhelmed with it all as she whimpered into the kiss.
 
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