Author's Note: All consensual and over the age of 18.
I walk inside the bungalow, hand in hand with my amor prohibido. The scent of jasmine floating heavily on the breeze. Candles of all varieties take residence at varying intervals throughout the small comfy home.
"Honey, do you really think this island is totally uninhabited?" Juliet asks.
"That's what all the extra money was for sweetie," Romeo says with a soft kiss to her forehead. "Just you (kiss), me (kiss), and whatever you brought in your treasure chest (kiss)."
Walking behind him she whispers, "Oh honey, you'll be pleasantly surprised with the content of my treasure chest," as she rubs her nails slowly down his sides, causing him to shiver even though it's a tropical 72 degrees on the island.
Quick as a pouncing tiger, he spins around and captures his prey, knocking them both down onto the couch.
"Finally, all to myself," he says punctuating every word with a kiss.
"Tranquilo mi tigre," Juliet says in Spanish, holding Romeo's head in her hands, causing him to look into her hypnotic eyes and halting his brain scrambling kisses.
"Let me shower and then I'll swing from your vine Tarzan, I promise," Juliet whispers seductively into his ear.
"Ok, but anything over fifteen minutes and I'm comin' to get you."
"Promises, promises," she says with a kiss. She walks off a distance and stops with her back to him. "Honey be a dear and put the champagne on ice please. And honey..." she asks.
"Yes, ma'am," comes his raspy reply.
"Extra ice please, we'll need some for later," she says as she walks away.
"Yes, ma'am!" came his eager reply.
As she walks to the bathroom, he explodes into action lighting candles all around, as the sun sets on their tropical honeycomb hideaway. He looks in the kitchen closet and pulls out a bucket.
"This'll work fine," he thinks.
"I've got to keep his lips off me until I'm fully prepared for his surprise or he'll ruin it," Juliet thinks as she enters the bedroom. "Although, having his lips all over me isn't a bad choice either... oh my!" she gasps as she sees the spacious room with a king-sized canopy bed in the middle of the room.
Silk sheets the color of red wine wrap the bed. A solitary long stemmed pink rose and a small note atop the pillow also adorn the bed. The fragrance of the coconut scented candles mixed with the jasmine breeze threatened to overload her senses.
"A pink rose, how different?"
Opening the note, she reads, WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE BATHROOM. Unable to wait any longer she races to see what else is in store for her...
"37, 38, 39, 40. That's enough, don't want to over do it," Romeo says doing pushups in the living room. "Better clean up and check on my amor prohibido." "Should be right about here," Romeo says to himself as he follows the wrap around porch along the side of the house.
"Warm water too, thank God for small favors," Romeo thinks as he lathers in the outdoor shower. Mosquito netting, a shower head, and a tiled wall with a bottom drain make up the outdoor shower. "This is really nice," he thinks as he sees the water lapping at the shoreline 100 yards off. The scent of jasmine is not the only thing on the breeze tonight though. Soft moans float on the wind to Romeo's ears.
"Oh yes baby, harder, that's it," Juliet moans as Romeo watches her show through the opened window.
Water threatens to spill over the edge of the four-foot-deep walk in tub, set in the middle of the floor, as Juliet parts her flower petals and rubs the bud hidden within. Legs apart, head thrown back in rapture, Juliet pleases herself, imagining Romeo thrusting deep inside her.
The sight of the seven-foot-long walk-in tub filled with steaming hot water and rose petals, plush terry cloth robes with matching slippers, long and short stemmed roses couples with a platter of sliced fruit on the marble counter was more than enough to make Juliet quickly strip and begin to enjoy herself in the tub.
Romeo had to force himself to relax, almost climaxing while listening to Juliet's sweet release. He ran inside to gather the items she requested. "Oh, fuck yeah," was all he could think as he approached the bathroom door.
"Oh, fuck yeah," Juliet said after seeing Romeo in the doorway with a big metal bucket filled with ice, a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
"Didn't know how much ice we'd need so..." Romeo admitted, setting down the bucket, revealing that he was naked and up for the challenge.
His eyes hungrily roam her body as hers greedily take in his lengthiness. Time stands still for what seems eons as they size each other up.
"I told you after fifteen minutes I would come," Romeo says.
