Tainted Desires | 18+

53 - Honeymoon

Mirabelle Morrison

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the picturesque Greek landscape, Terrence, Landon, Stacey, and I gathered in the pool area of the villa. The gentle breeze carried the scent of the sea, and laughter filled the air.

"So, what's everyone's favourite part of Greece so far?" Stacey asked, taking a sip of her wine.

Landon grinned. "Definitely the food. I can't get enough of the gyros and baklava."

"The bedroom," Terrence leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eye as he looked my way. "Definitely."

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, grateful that the dimming light hid my reaction. "Yeah, it's been an amazing trip."

Stacey shouted from where we were, "Babe, you hear that? Mirabelle and Terrence might just be giving us a run for the money."

Landon chuckled, raising an eyebrow at us. "Oh really? Is that where this trip is headed?"

Terrence grinned, not missing a beat. "Well, when you're in a place as beautiful as Greece, who can resist?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, my cheeks still tinged with a faint blush. "Oh come on, you're making it sound like that's all we care about."

Stacey laughed. "Mirabelle, we know you guys well enough."

My attempt to hide my blushing cheeks only drew more laughter from Stacey, her infectious joy spreading among all of us.

My gaze turned away from Terrence and Landon, who were comfortably seated on the lounge chairs nearby, and back towards the sparkling pool where Stacey and I enjoyed the cool water.

Stacey's laughter echoed as she swam over to me. "Come on, Mirabelle, don't be shy."

I couldn't help but chuckle, my earlier embarrassment fading. "Yeah, I know. It's just... it's a bit different."

"The sex or what?" She blurted out, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Stacey!" My eyes widened at her boldness, a mix of surprise and amusement washing over me.

I shot a quick glance towards Terrence and Landon, thankful they seemed engrossed in their own conversation. Stacey's unfiltered bluntness was a reminder of her open and carefree spirit. The exact opposite of me.

She leaned in closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "What? It's obvious you guys have been fucking non-stop."

Stacey's bold words hung in the air, the surprise and shock of her bluntness almost palpable. I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I tried to suppress a nervous laugh, glancing once again at Terrence and Landon to ensure they hadn't overheard her.

I shook my head, still chuckling despite my embarrassment. "You're impossible."

"But I am right, yes or yes?" She persisted, her grin unwavering.

I managed a nervous laugh and swatted at her playfully, glancing once again at Terrence and Landon, relieved that they were still engrossed in their conversation. "Stacey, seriously?"

She only grinned wider, her playful nature in full swing and seemingly undeterred by my flustered reaction. "Oh, come on, Mirabelle. It's written all over your faces."

I rolled my eyes, attempting to suppress my growing smile. "Okay, fine. Maybe there's a bit of truth to what you're saying."

Stacey raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. "Ah, I knew it! You two are practically glowing every time you come out of your room."