Amara's pov
Palms Jumeirah
We landed at the beautiful man made island just an hour ago and I was mesmerized by its beauty. The island which gave home to many luxury hotels, resorts, restaurants and other attractions spread all around us as we drove from our landing point to the villa or house Nate owned.
The train was speeding like a bullet and before I can even bask in the beauty of palm trees and white beaches we were at our station and getting down. And small walk later we stood in front of a beautiful villa. It was nothing but pure perfection in front of me.
Glass windows and doors stretched all around and if not for curtains we could see the interior very easily. The large oak door opened and a lobby lead to wide living room. White curtains hid the beauty behind and as they were pulled back we can see the back patio and beyond it the beach. At the other end was kitchen which too lead to a small backyard.
Through the corridor we reached the bedroom which had floor to ceiling glass doors and opened to the swimming pool. My lips were spread in a smile looking at the villa and ethereal beauty of space.
"You liked it"
"No silly. I loved it" my jaw would break if I continue to smile like this but I can't stop myself. The view is just so beautiful. I pushed open the doors and stepped into the poolside. Salty air of beach hit my hard.
"It's so beautiful here" I saw him smiling too but his gaze was fixed on. . . Me. His eyes lingered on my face as if observing every curve of the surface.
"Nate"
"Huh" his gaze broke off from my face and he looked around me. "Sorry I wasn't listening" I could see the red tint on his cheeks.
"I said it's beautiful"
"It is" he smiled. His sunglasses now rest on top of his head and he popped open the buttons of his shirt and took it off.
"Let us get tanned" he threw it on the lounge chair and walked back it. He placed his suitcase on top of bed and pulled out contents in it. I watched him take out everything one by one and he neatly placed everything in closet.
The walk-in closet which was adjacent to where I stood in the doorway to the poolside.
"Nate. What have you planned for our time here" I leaned against the wall and watched him place his items in their respective place.
"What do you mean by that" he glanced at me and then pulled at the buckle of his pants. I averted my gaze to allow him change out of his pants into his swimming trunks.
"I mean I hope you haven't planned some vanilla sex"
"I had thought our previous night had made it clear that I am not interested in vanilla" he winked and then walked past me to the pool.
"I just wanted to confirm that this time too it wouldn't be vanilla shit" he jumped into pool while I sat on the lounge chair just basking in very very warm sun.
"No" he resurfaced and came closer to where I sat. "I haven't planned anything sweet but do let me know what you have planned or what you want" he leaned over the edge and stood there floating.
"We should settle what we are comfort with and then we should move forward"
"Fine. Let me start. I don't do anal"
"Good because I won't allow you near my butt hole. I am not comfortable with nipple clamps"
"Fine. No blow job. I don't like it"
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