SHALLOW DEPTHS

Chapter 11

   It was like he was out to destroy me, he was like a bottomless pit, and I was falling without landing. He had me believing fantasies, had me all loved up.

    ''Am down if you are'', he said coolly, looking up at me. He was working me with his intense stare, what a man.

       It was a beautiful morning at our luxurious suite, Cyril had decided it was better to postpone the trip till his birthday, so he could celebrate it in Seychelles. I remember the excitement on my face when he said we would fly first class. He had booked a hotel with the balcony overlooking the ocean, with a long list of activities to do, and places we would go together. We had gotten pissy drunk of a Dom Perignon Champagne on the plane and made a lot of bad decisions in the toilet. I knew it was going to be one hell of a weekend.

     I picked a magazine from the table and tiptoed to the balcony, trying not to wake him up, I hardly read magazines, but I was in Seychelles, in a luxury suite, staring at the ocean, the feel felt right for reading. An article about Scuba Diving & Snorkeling caught my attention, It had always been a dream of mine to go scuba diving, and according to the article, due to the spectacular topography of sprawling coral reefs, marine walls, apexes, drop offs, wreckages and ravines-the northern island region was perfect for scuba diving. I wondered how far it was from the hotel.

    The famous Anse Lazio Beach, I had seen it in an advert on Instagram a year ago, such a sight, located in the northwest of Praslin Island, I hope it was part of the plan. I heard a knock on the door, it was breakfast. Seafood delicacies in varieties, fresh milk, and a bowl of assorted fruit chops.

         ''I could get used to this'', I thought to myself, fondling the beards on Cyril's chin, in an attempt to wake him up.

         ''You look beautiful'', he said lazily, directing his eyes to my cleavage. I knew that look, if I didn't distract him, we'd both get distracted. He was so sexual, always in the mood, easily turned on.

        ''No, we are not doing that, let's eat'', I said hoarsely, reaching for a lobster from the platter.

       ''What are we doing today?'' I asked.

        ''Whatever you want Babe'' he said seductively.

         ''Am down for whatever with you''.

    Cyril with the charm, he didn't even have to try, I was potty in his hands.

       I was lost in his awe, as I watched him strip off his clothes and walk to the bathroom. His physique was grand, his shoulders broad, warm light from the curtains lit his back, he looked like a god in mortal form.

      For some reason, the sound of water hitting his body was turning me on, the scent of his Old Spice soap filled the air, making me yearn for his closeness. I sucked in my breath when I heard him singing Ed Sheeran's HEARTS DON'T BREAK AROUND HERE.

                  ''She's the sweetest thing that I know

                    Should see the way she holds me when the lights go low''.

         He was beautiful, he was about to have company. I slipped out of my panties and tiptoed to the bathroom, hanging my bra on the door knob as I went.