I lay back in the tub and slipped my fingers inside my swimsuit, straining to reach my clitoris. I couldn't get there. The suit was too snug for my hand to fit.Ugh. I tried rubbing myself through the swimsuit, but that wasn't working either. I kept getting wetter and more anxious, craving that release, but I couldn't reach that hard, aching nub to push myself over the edge.
Fuck, I needed to come. Needed it so badly.
Well, if I took off my swimsuit...
No, I couldn't. What if somebody saw me?
Ruth had sworn no one would disturb me. They'd stay away until I took the scarf off the door to the exercise room. And besides, I was inside the jacuzzi room with that door closed too. Two doors separated me from the rest of the guest house.
Whimpering, I slumped in the tub. I'd never needed an orgasm so much in my life, like I'd go insane if I couldn't hit that peak.
I glanced around, like I expected to see someone hiding behind me or on the floor. Nobody around. Nobody but me and the bubbles tormenting my sensitized skin.
So I peeled off my swimsuit.
While I relaxed against the tub's rim, slipping my fingers between my folds, I tried to think of a good fantasy to help me get off faster. I rolled my clit between two fingers while I stretched out my longest finger to rub up and down my cleft, coating my fingers with the evidence of my horny state, making my them more slippery with every stroke. Oh God, that felt goooood. Shutting my eyes, I let a fantasy play out in my mind, a vision of Ollie with his head between my legs, lapping and teasing, his hands pinning my hips down while I thrashed and thrust my fingers into his hair.
I came so hard and so fast a sharp cry exploded out of me.
"Oh shit!"
That exclamation had not come from me. The intensity of my release had robbed me of breath, allowing only that one small, wordless cry.
My lids sprang open---and I screamed.
Ollie was standing in the open doorway, his eyes wide and his mouth open. He whirled around to face away from me, throwing one hand up. "Sorry, shit, I'm sorry. Should've knocked, but---Fuck, I'm sorry."
He ran away.
Oh. My. God. Had Ollie seen me... touching myself? He had definitely seen me naked. But somehow, the idea of that didn't freak me out like I would've expected. Instead, I got more aroused again thinking about.
But he was shocked and humiliated.
My cheeks heated up, burning like a bonfire of shame. How could I get turned on by a virtual stranger seeing me naked? While I was giving myself a happy ending?
I should've known the one time I cut loose and did something naughty, I'd get caught.
With my cheeks on fire and my stomach churning, I pulled on my swimsuit and left the jacuzzi room. The exercise room door hung open, my scarf still hanging on the knob. I snatched it up, shuffling across the threshold.
Ollie was there. Standing beside the door. He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, his lips crushed into a sharp line. The light glinted on his glasses, making it hard to see his eyes.
"I'm sorry," I told him. "What I did was completely inappropriate. You must think I'm disgusting."
"Disgusting?" He pushed away from the wall, coming closer, so close the natural, masculine scent of him surrounded me. "You are so fucking beautiful, Mara. And the look on your face when you come... It's incredible."
Oh no, no, no. Hehadseen me and known what I was doing.
"I've never done anything like that before," I said, edging sideways to get a little distance from him. His proximity was making me horny again. That and the hungry look on his face. "I mean, I've donethatbefore. Everybody has, right? But doing it in a public place and getting caught..." I shook my head, squeezing my eyes shut. "That's so not me."
A shuffling sound made me open my eyes.
Ollie advanced on me, forcing me to back up to the wall. His hands landed on the wall at either side of me, penning me there. "Nothing wrong with getting off the solo way. I do it too. But you weren't in a public place. This is a naturist resort. Everybody gets naked around here, except you."
"But I was... you know... where anyone could catch me." I wriggled against the wall, getting warmer and wetter down below, more and more every second that he stayed so close. "Ruth said she'd tell everyone to stay away from the exercise room, but still, I should've known better than to do...that."
"I didn't get the memo. Haven't seen Ruth this morning." He leaned in, bending his arms, bringing his face within an inch of mine. "Wish I could say I regret what just happened, but I can't. I loved seeing your body, all wet and slippery, and seeing that look on your face when you came. I want to be the one to make you look like that next time."
"But you were horrified when I kissed you."