Grey

8

In the past couple of hours me and Aura, left the hotel, went to the Tinson Pen Aerodrome, and hopped on a flight to Montego Bay. We got to a hotel and we're having lunch in seafood restaurant.

She ordered the shrimp scampi and I had what she was having.

It was good, really good.

I could tell she was enjoying it by the way she was moaning with every bite. It wasn't loud.

But I could hear it and it was turning me on.

She looked up at me from her plate took a sip of her daiquiri and smiled slightly.

I cleared my throat and diverted my gaze. I don't know why I can't stop looking at her.

I looked outside, the Sun was bright, the sand was golden and the waves were coming in gently. She's a free girl now, she's putting it all behind her.

"You wanna go hit the beach when we're done here or nah?" I asked.

She looked up at me, narrowed her eyes.

"You wanna see me in a bikini Webster?" She asked, smirking, pulling her plump lips making me wanna attack them.
I cleared my throat.

"Yep, that ass plus a bikini? God complex shit."

She laughed and nodded.

We finished eating and paid then went up to our room.

She bent over her suitcase trying to find a swimsuit. I walked over to mine grabbing some trunks from where I packed it.

I saw her go into the bathroom, heard shuffling and her annoyed sighs.

I just sat on the bed scrolling through my Instagram feed.

Couple minutes later, she walked out.

"Ready?" She asked, I looked up and my heart stopped and my dick woke up.

"Fuck." I said lowly.

"Problem?" She asked walking over and getting her shades and phone.

She was wearing a liquid gold bikini, it sat on her curves and the gold color made her skin tone pop and glimmer when the Sun light hit her skin through the window.

Her thighs and ass bounced and danced with every step she took and I was once again entranced.

She threw a cover up on hiding my view of her greatness.

Then she walked to the door.

"Dag move nuh." She said irritatedly as she turned around and saw me still sitting on the bed.

I got up grabbed my towel, secured my phone and walked after her.

We walked down to the beach and saw some chairs free, side by side. And we sat, I watched as she came to my side, capturing people's attention.

There were tons of hot asses down here, wearing less than her but they all looked the same, same weave, same bikinis, same bodies, same make-up caked faces.

But she was different, her skin was glowing, her face was bare, her hair was natural, her legs were long, her stretch marks were like tiger stripes.

The girls were mean mugging her, the guys tho. Them niggas.

We're full out fucking lusting. They watched her every movement, they were stripping and fucking her with their eyes.

I just wanted to get rid of them all so she could look good in peace.