Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Welcome to the island.” He smiles at us. “My name is Andre, and I’ll be giving you a tour of the house.”
“Brian,” he says, holding out his hand, “and this is Kellie.”
I hold out my hand. “Pleasure.” I smile, and he turns to walk toward the house. From where I’m standing, it looks like the house is shaped like a diamond. We walk in, and the air conditioner is working as the cool breeze hits my warm skin. I don’t even pay attention to anything he says. Instead, I go to the living room, going down two steps, and see that it looks like the ocean never ends. The two walls are glass from top to bottom, and the view downstairs where the pool is has a swim-up bar and two huge palm trees on the side of the pool. There are two daybeds at the end of the pool with a wooden dock that leads all the way to the white sandy beach. I see six daybeds down by the ocean along with two awnings for shade. He takes us through the house to the kitchen, the movie theater, and then to the master bedroom, which has the same view as the living room. Except you can open a sliding door and let the ocean breeze come in. The king-size bed is so high you need a stool to get into it.
By the time he’s finished giving us a tour, the only thing that I know is that I need to get my ass in that water on the beach. “If you need anything, my number is by the phone. I’m about five minutes away by boat and available twenty-four hours a day. The maid will come in every day at noon. If you don’t need her or want her to, please let me know.” He turns to walk out of the house, and I grab Brian’s hand and pull him toward our bags in the bedroom.
“The plan is to get me to the beach,” I tell him, and he just smiles. I open my bag and fish around for my bathing suit. I grab the white bikini, then go into the bathroom and change. I tie the back and then slip on the bottom held together by five strings on the sides, holding the two little materials together for the front and the back. The top is all mesh with two flower decals where my nipples are. I turn and walk out of the room, seeing Brian sitting on the bed already in his suit. “Oh, I thought you would have put your Speedo on.” I see his cock spring to action while he looks me over. I walk up to him, cupping him in my hand. “I take it you approve of the swimwear?” I kiss him, and he groans. “But it’ll have to wait. My toes need to feel some sand.”
He laughs and grabs our glasses, and we walk out. There is a tiki hut as soon as we walk down the bottom steps, covered in shade, and to the side, under the house, is a sitting area with two swings and a chandelier in the middle. I put my glasses on, and we walk past the pool, spotting a sauna in the corner and see that there is a hot tub and a cool tub both on the side of the pool. We walk to the wooden deck, and I feel some sand, and I smile. “Did I mention how much I love the beach?” I look up at him, and he nods his head. “Like I love, love, love the beach. I love my Montana house, but the beach?” I sigh when we get closer as we walk down to the two daybeds. There are two buckets of ice, one with water in it, one with a bottle of champagne, and then next to it is a platter of strawberries with a glass cover. Five towels are rolled up on the daybed and next to it is sunscreen. I put some on my hand and put it on Brian, and he does the same for me. “Are we going in?” I turn to walk to the water and dip my toes into the warm water. “Why aren’t you coming?” I turn and walk back to where he is. “Are you not coming in the water?”
“Yeah,” he says, and then he looks down at the sand. Putting his hand in his pocket, he says, “I want to go in, but I have this.” He pulls out a ring. But not just any ring. It’s a huge ass pink squared diamond ring. “You see, when I was in New York, I went into this shop and told them to bring me their prettiest ring. I mean, it had to be pretty, it had to be feminine, and it had to be magical.” My heart starts to pick up its beat, and my mouth suddenly gets dry when he gets down on one knee in front of me, the wind blowing my hair again. “I wanted all these things because I knew the woman who would wear this would never compare to any ring, not even close.”