They reach the cabana, entering and sitting down as before, he says, “Oh, that’s okay. I understand. I didn’t mean to put you in an awkward position. Would you like some more champagne?”
“Yes please.” She said relaxing again, “I’m sorry. You must think I’m being awfully silly.”
“No, really I understand. Let’s just chat and enjoy the view.”
“That sounds lovely, thank you.”
“You have the most gorgeous green eyes I have ever seen.”
Blushing she responds with “It’s far too dark for you to even see them but thank you.”
“There was plenty of light at the restaurant I know very well what your eyes look like.”
“Oh I’m sorry, I suppose you do know.” Then trying to shift the conversation she asks “Tell me about your family. Brothers, sisters?”
“I think that can wait for another time, don’t you?” as he leans over kissing her on her neck, cheek, and then her lips.
“I guess it can wait.” She says responding to his kisses.
He pulls her against him as he gets up on his knees, forcing her to follow. Holding her there, tightly against him, kissing, not wanting to ever let her go while she responds with every ounce of her being concentrating on the here and now. She gently runs her hands over his bare back and sides, down his arms and back again. Every muscle in his body is rippled with an urgent need to have her and she says, “I think we should go up to my place.” and he responds, “later, I’ve got to have you right here, right now.” she starts to pull away but he doesn’t allow her a chance to think things through as he continues kissing her and her body aching, arching into him, she manages, “you can’t possibly be thinking of here.” she says with a tinge of terror in her voice, “if we get caught this is punishable by a lengthy prison sentence not to mention it would embarrass…” she trails off as she notices that her sweater is off, he’s lifting her camisole while kissing her neck, her collarbone, her chest, and now her left breast. His mouth warm on her cool, soft body, his tongue playing with her nipple, she shudders and can’t remember what she’s saying. She finally gives into him completely letting him lead. He lays her back gently, never taking his mouth from her body, she tries to grab onto him but he keeps sliding further and further away while his hands, mouth and tongue inspects her body, searching for all of her pleasure points…down her torso, her bellybutton, her pubic area. Rubbing her thighs with his hands, raising her left leg above his shoulder and wrapping his arm around her so that his hand could still caress her torso then he slides his hand under her firm buttocks and lifts her to his warm mouth and tongue. She bites her lip to keep from screaming out in an excitement and pleasure that she has not felt in far too long. She arches up at the sensation of Keiran’s tongue playing with her clitoris, sucking ever so gently she thinks she is about to shake with an orgasm when he stops and starts his migration back up her body. When she’s able, she undoes his pants and helps him out of them, as she did so, his hardness dropped onto her abdomen causing her to quiver. Kathryn sits up as her hands find his manhood and with that he’s up on his knees, his head back, eyes closed, completely letting her take charge of the moment as she fondles, kisses, massages, and then as she’s taking him into her mouth, he let out a quiet groan of pleasure. Just as he is about to climax, he pulls his body away and leans down to begin kissing her face. Again their mouths find each other and the urgency of their lovemaking takes over, kissing, caressing, his throbbing hardness probing just at her entrance causing her to arch her back wanting more when finally with one swift motion, he plunges into her and they both gasp, arching and sweating, moving as if they had made love to each other all their adult lives, they came at the same time like a crescendo at a symphony…their symphony. He lay there on top of her, still inside her, kissing her sweetly, “Kathryn, my sweet, sweet Kathryn.” he whispers as he kisses her nose, lips, eyelids, and cheeks. Then placing a hand on each side of her he gently lifts himself out of her and rolls over to her side, put his left arm under her neck, wrapping it around her shoulders and pulls her to him. God, how he wishes he could stay like this forever.
Over and over in her mind she keeps hearing, “Kathryn, my sweet, sweet Kathryn.” “My” he says as if claiming her as his and her pulse quickens just a bit. She can’t believe how happy she feels and she loves how he pulls her to him, as if to hold on to her forever she hopes. Not wanting to lose the moment but wanting to learn more about him she says, “Okay Keiran, nice try but if you think that you can keep from telling me about yourself just by making love to me and causing me to shudder in delight, you’ve got another thought coming.”
Laughing and smiling he looks down at her, “You’re right darling I guess it’s my turn.”
“Darling”, he keeps calling me “darling” I love it! She thinks to herself letting her heart soar with possibilities.
He kisses her, sits up and pulls his pants on. “I think we will need another bottle of champagne for this…” he is saying when they jump at something banging outside their cabana. They quickly look at each other and Kathryn instinctively reaches for her top and sweater. Keiran hollers, “Coming!” as he tosses her pants to her as he reaches the cabana opening. Having noticed that there are two Dubai policemen standing just to the left of the opening, Keiran slowly stands up trying to give Kathryn as much time as necessary to get dressed. The policeman on the left shone his flashlight into Keiran’s face and asks, “What are you doing?”
“N-N-Nothing” Keiran stammers.
“Do you know what time it is?”
“Uh, no, honestly I have no idea what time it is.”
“It’s nearly one-thirty in the morning, what are you doing here?” the police officer demands.
As if on cue, Kathryn emerges, “hello” she says, “I didn’t realize it’s so late.”
The policemen recognize her immediately, “Ms. Kage, are you okay?”
“I am. I’m fine, really I am. My friend and I were walking on the beach when I started to feel ill, perhaps from the seafood dinner I had earlier, and we stopped here so that I could lie down.” She hated the lie, but hated the consequences for what they were doing even more.
“Why is your friend in a state of undress?”
“Oh, he took off his shirt so that I could use it to blot my face after I vomited.”
Looking very concerned now, “Shall we call a doctor for you Ms. Kage?”
“No, thank you though. I must have dozed off and am now feeling fine. I will head inside to my apartment.”
“Very well, Ms. Kage, can we be of assistance?”
“No, I’m sure we can manage, but thank you.”
“What about you, Mr.” pausing for Keiran to fill in his name which he did, “Mr. Reece, can we get you a taxi?”
“Actually,” Kathryn interjects, “he’ll help me inside and then take one of my cars to his hotel. Thank you very much for your kindness.”
“Very well then, goodnight Ms. Kage.” and then nodding at Keiran, “Mr. Reece.” They turn and walk just a few yards and then wait, wait for them to follow.
Kathryn and Keiran shoot each other sly smiles, turn to gather their belongings, hiding the empty champagne bottle and glasses in the blanket, picking up their shoes, they head down the beach, and then finally into her apartment building. With them disappearing safely into the building the policemen resume their normal patrol.
Chapter 9
As they enter Stephanie’s suite, Keiran’s suite, Steph offers the gentlemen more vodka. Taking the glasses but not drinking, the men are anxious