Not like you to stop calling.
I really had been busy, even before the pipe burst in the guest house. Doing everything myself, except for the handyman work, required a lot of time. I typed on my phone's screen.I'm fine, gotta go, will call later.
Maybe we need to come for a visit, Mom replied,to check on you.
Oh no, absolutely nooooooo way. Sure, my family knew I owned a nudist resort and had no problem with that. But the last thing I needed was my parents meeting Val and seeing how much I lusted after him. I was sure I failed miserably at hiding it. I cherished my privacy, and unlike Val, I wasn't shameless.
Part of me envied his total disregard for what others thought of him.
No visit necessary, I typed to my mom.All fine, talk to you soon.
Mom at last said goodbye, and I stuffed the phone in my pocket.
I glanced up the stairs, but I couldn't see Val or the door to my office.
That kiss. His lips on mine had sparked something deep inside me, a kind of hunger I'd never known with any other man. I craved him. When he'd announced he wanted to fuck me, I'd gone instantly wet.
My original assessment had been right. That man was sexy, flirty, down-and-dirty trouble.
Stay away, Eve, keep your hands and mouth off him.I could do that. No problem.
As I trudged down the stairs, my mind replayed the sensations of our kiss.
Not sleeping with him. No way.
Who was I trying to convince?
Chapter Six
Val
Eve had disappeared by the time I walked out of her office. I'd needed a few minutes to recover from our kiss, from the lust that had gripped me when our lips met and I tasted her mouth for the first time. Her lips were soft and flavored with a hint of peppermint, but her lip balm hadn't been the taste that left me halfway to hard and craving more of her. Eve's natural flavor intoxicated me.
When I was finally suitable for public viewing, I ambled outside and glanced at the lawn. The miniten net had been removed. Several guests were laying out yoga mats on the mowed grass while Ollie took up a position in front of the group as if he planned to lead the session.
He spotted me and waved. "Come join us, Val. You do yoga, don't you?"
"Yes, and I'd love to join in."
Maybe a good session of downward dogs would distract me from thoughts of Eve's lips and her luscious body. I loved fantasizing about her, but getting a hard-on wasn't conducive to socializing with the other guests.
"I don't have a mat," I shouted to Ollie.
"No problem. You can get one in the exercise room. We'll wait for you."
Nodding, I trotted back into the guest house and down the hall to the exercise room I'd spotted earlier. Yoga mats, rolled up and sealed with shrink wrap, were stacked inside a large wooden box. A sign on the box said, "New yoga mats. Write your name on the sheet and $10 will be added to your bill. The mat is yours to keep." Eve took every precaution to keep things sanitary and convenient for her guests. I admired that about her. Eve was beautiful, yes, but also smart and capable.
The sheet in question was hooked onto a clipboard that dangled from a chain attached to the wall. I scrawled my name on the sheet and took a mat, peeling the wrapping off and dropping the plastic into a trash can on my way out. Ollie and the rest of the yoga fans had already laid out their mats by the time I got back to the lawn. I spread mine out.
"We'll start with a warm-up," Ollie said.
"No glasses?" I said. "Don't trip over your mat, Ollie."
He rolled his eyes. "I'm not that nearsighted. Now, everybody assume mountain pose. Feet spread to hip width. Let your mind go and really feel your feet. Stretch your toes up and then relax them down again."
I followed Ollie's instructions without thinking about it, my mind wandering to other thoughts. Eve. Her lips. Her scent. Her flavor. The faint pinkness of her cheeks after our kiss. I wanted to do more than feel her soft lips on mine. I wanted all of her, naked and wet and—
Fuck. I had to stop imagining all the things I wanted to do to her, or this would turn into porn yoga.