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Maldives!

Oh, the fresh island breeze that comes with.

Picture yourself in the serene environment, body scantily clad, feet bare, sinking into the white beach sands, and while the cry of birds broke out from trees, the smell of the Sea drifts into your nostrils.

It is every joy unmatched, I tell you.

The smell of the ocean breeze, sailed to me, pulling that warm feel to every part of my being.

I caught the vivid trees swaying side to side, dancing to the tunes of the wind, sparking the joy in me, at such view I was made to behold.

Today marked a week of me being here, yet that joy still stayed with me.

The tranquility was what got a hold of me.

And even with a couple figures to be found wandering around the area, the peace still lingered with the island, that I was sure of.

Gaze went skimming around, taking in the number of people, with joy-filled expressions.

It was like a different world out here.

No screaming stranger, no nagging fellow, just people living their lives the best way they could.

My eyes soon found rest on the couple paddling in the waters, with the sound of the lady’s squeal breaking out in the environs.

They were here for their honeymoon. So the lady, Sophie, had mentioned to us the day we arrived on the island.

They had flown in from Australia, all the way out here to get away from the bustles of the country. Her words not mine.

But I believe Australia was a country one would turn to when searching for Calm, and not you turning away from it. At least, that was what I thought.

“Nia!”

I brought my gaze to that figure, watching as her hands waved on at me, as she did a little dance in the water, while her newly-wed groom, chuckled at her movements.

They were two lovely people, who I believe were fit for each other.

I could still remember the shock in her eyes when she realized that we were only here to celebrate our engagement, and not that we were actually married.

She had pulled me to a side, telling me how Peter had tied her down for several years refusing to fix a wedding date, and even with her pestering on, he still decided they were young enough and had all the time in the world.

“He only gave it a consideration when I turned forty, six months ago” She had uttered to me.

“If he has no interest in marrying you, let him go!” Those words of hers were blunt in my ears.

“It’s only an engagement. It could be broken anytime” She was kind enough to add.

Yet, one look at those two, and you wouldn’t be able to guess that they had issues of their own.

They appeared all bubbly outside, giving PDAs at every corner you find them.

“Where’s your Fiancé?” That voice of Sophie called out to me, with hands still going side by side, gesturing for me to come over, but I got my answer, as a profile from nowhere came hovering over mine, blocking the sun rays off my face, and my view of Sophie and Peter.

“Hello, beautiful”

His voice was as calming as the sea breeze. So low, they poured into my ears.

The strong scent of his musk hit my nostrils at once, while he pulled closer.

“Hello, handsome”

That grin took his lips, eyes beaming on at me, while he crouched low to my figure on the beach bench.

“Where have you been?” My hands went caressing his face, trailing around those scanty hairs that had popped out on his chin, which he refused to shave off.

“Had to get the plumber to fix the toilets” His voice was laced with exhaustion, but he managed to keep the warmth in his eyes.

“I mean, they claim to be the best resort here, yet, have issues with their toilets” He let out in a huff.

“It’s an island—I began—and their tagline is nature’s the best way. I don’t know what you expect”

That husky laugh poured out his lips, head falling back at once, with hands soon reaching for mine.

For a second, his eyes roamed all through my bikini-clad body, and I could detect the longing in that gaze of his.

“You’re staring” I smiled, running my hands through his hair, but he only drew nearer, face inching closer to mine.

“If I don’t stare at my Fiancée. Who would?”

That word. Fiancée. It still sounded foreign to me. And each time a person uttered it, I was bound to get a wince.

He had pulled me up to my feet at once, hands locked in mine, he began jogging forwards to the water, while I trailed behind him, the sound of my chuckles following.

Right at the bank of the ocean, he scooped me in his arms, taking me into the water, while the squeals of Sophie broke out.

Cameron had pulled his lips to mine, fingers reaching to undo my bikini, but I had pulled him to a halt at once, reminding him that we were out here.

“I’m so hung up now to care, Nia”

Those were the words that left his lips, right before the voice of Sophie broke out around us, her form soon coming into view.

The lady never takes a rest, now.

“Look how lovely you two are”

That smile was even wider on her lips, with Peter’s arms draped over her, I watched them swim even closer to where we were.

“You both are some blessings believe me”

Oh, I could tell she was about to go on with one of her lessons. And that, she did.

“It’s every joy coming to see two young people pining over each other the way you do” She sighed.

“With every love and affection”

“When I was your age, all I knew was—

“We should leave” The voice of Cameron broke out at once, while his hands went pulling me away.

“But you just got here” Sophie interjected, confused gaze shifting between the figures of Cameron and I.

“Oh, let the kind people be” Peter cut in, arms still wrapped around his wife.

“When two young people wish to be alone, you should know what comes next” He gave a wink at Cameron, earning that wince from him, while he led me out the water.

“Who are these people?” He had whispered, while we made our way out the ocean and into the resort’s lodgings.

It was the way they referred to us as young people, when they were just in their early forties.

They gazed on at us with such looks that said, we weren’t well oriented with the world they’ve been in.

And you could tell the shock that crossed the face of Sophie when I told her my age. She was utterly baffled, believe me.

We met the lodge completely deserted upon our entry.

Of course, no one remained in their rented rooms, when there were a variety of activities to be engaged in.

Everyone sought to have their best time out here.

Cameron had pulled out the room keys and with our bodies still dripping wet, we made way into the space.

“This is the calm I speak of” He emitted, shutting the door behind him, while reaching for a towel from the rack hung on the wall.

“Ashley called” I watched his eyes snap to me, hands dampening his hair with the towel in his hold.

I saw a scowl pull at his lips, with a sigh leaving his lips.

“No talks about Ashley or anyone else out here” He let out, soon coming over to me.

His hands ran through my wet hair, taking a stop at the ends of the towel which I had now wrapped around my body.

“It’s just about you and I” He poured out low.

“She only sends her best wishes” I uttered to him.

“I know my sister” He followed.

“She only calls to keep up with whatever it is we’re doing”

“When we eat, fuck—

“Cameron!”

“It’s the truth” He called at once. “You have to stop letting her in on what we do” He added.

“She’s my best friend” I made sure to say to him.

“Well, that’s new” He followed.

The silence soon fell between us, our bodies, away from each other, and then his hands took mine.

“Listen Nia” His words were low.

“Out here, it’s just you and I”

“There should be no interruptions, no prying of anyone, not even my sister” He let out.

“You’re all I choose to think of at the moment”

And with that, he had pulled his lips to mine, fingers slowly prying the towel I had wrapped on minutes ago, off.

His arms snaked around my frame, fingers finally undoing the strings of my bikini.

I watched his eyes rush with gleam, the moment the material dropped to the floor, leaving me in all of my glory.

In a second he had lifted me up, taking me over to the bed, with our lips still locked in each other’s.

And despite the fact that our bodies remained damp, we sank into the sheets, my wet hair dropping onto the beddings.

We’ve been intimate a number of times, still my body reacted to every of his touch with such longing and desire.

Those hands which did all to explore every bit of my body, lighting up my entirety, they had taken a stop on my bosoms, and slowly, I watched him cup the divinity with his mouth.

“Room service” A voice from outside called, with a couple knocks to be heard on the door, but Cameron’s hold on me, got even tighter, with hands snaking around my waist.

“We’re busy!” He yelled back, earning that giggle from me, while my eyes found rest in those grey ones.

How soft they were, how pulling they were, pleading not to let go, emitting every warmth I sought.

Crikey! It was much comfort.

His fingers wandered around my thighs, trailing in circles, and right on my crotch, they took a pause.

I watched the delight fill his gaze, eyes searching through mine.

His hands had split my thighs further, and in a moment, his index slid into my vulva, giving slow thrusts.

Those lips still went on giving soft touches to every bit of my skin, from my neck, down to my belly, and at every of its contact, a gasp would leave my lips, head falling back, while another finger made entrance in me.

He had pried his shirt off at once, making do with his beach shorts, and what came into view, was all that had my body gasping in perspiration.

I watched him pull my crotch even closer to his, his Johnny pleading to be satisfied, as those veins bulked up on his skin, yearning for some ease.

“You’re beautiful, Nia” Those whispers poured into my ears, while his hands pushed back the tendril of hair that fell over my face.

“I cannot bear being apart from you”

Those words which he emitted, so as to distract me, while he made his way into my body, but believe me, I was every bit focused.

My walls were found tightening, clutching onto him while he thrusted into me slowly, and then, did the moan leave my lips.

That moan which brought his lips to mine, moving in sync with my movements.

His hands cupped my curves, my area enclosing and relaxing while he pushed in and out.

And only then did those thrusts become faster, our bodies juddering the oaken bed which the resort had assured us was every bit of firm, and was crafted by the best carpenter, but an hour long here, and I can tell you that those nails would come off.

It was bound, sooner or later.

My fingers went clutching the sheets, body arching at the hard thrusts he gave, which sent all of me, rushing with every heat there was.

Those arms clutched onto me tighter, and in a second, had spun me around, so my back was to him, and my face was fondling the pillows.

My hips remained spread apart, breasts kissing the sheets, and while he pushed in from behind, my voice poured out in wavered breaths, my call of sensation breaking around the space.

Those fingers of his intertwined in mine, head peering over my shoulders.

His breaths was all I caught into, paired with my moans, the feel of our bodies jiving together was a blessing, I tell you.

And while the sun slowly set in, out here in Maldives, Cameron and I made love to each other.