Private 02 - Private Paradise

her―“your pussy clenches around my cock, almost like it's trying to suck me deeper.”
    Carla gave a harsh moan as her body did exactly that, tightening around him until he felt impossibly big. He pulled at her again, and this time it was too much. Any awareness of discomfort disappeared on a shudder of need and she needed nothing more in that moment than the slick thrust and drag of him moving inside her.
    She rocked her hips back on him and reached back to grip his ass to urge him on. Sam, as always, knew exactly what she needed. Rolling her fully to her stomach, he urged her onto her elbows, knees spread wide and tucked under her as he knelt behind her.
    As he slid himself slowly, deeply back inside, she heard him whisper something she couldn't quite make out, but she thought maybe it was “beautiful.”
    And then she didn't care because he was moving, thrusting heavily in and out as she stifled her moans against the pillow. She felt her body tightening, rippling around him as her orgasm loomed closer and closer. Sam's hand reached down and around, found her clit with his long, strong fingers. One stroke sent her flying over the edge, her body shaking with the force of it.
    “ God I love feeling you come around my cock,” Sam panted, as he stroked her through the last ripple.
    Then his hips were pumping, fast and hard. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass, his harsh groans filled the room. He held her hips in a tight grip as his body stiffened, and they both collapsed, panting to the mattress.
    Carla lay there in his arms, listening to his breathing quiet and his heartbeat slow as his hand stroked lazily up and down her back, in no hurry to leave the bed.
    But eventually Sam got up, used the bathroom, then left her with a quick kiss on her cheek and padded out to the kitchen.
    Carla pulled on her robe and followed. When she got out to the main room, she saw Sam's broad back and shoulders silhouetted against a window. He'd thrown open the storm shudders on the front of the villa, allowing buttery morning sunlight to stream in.
    “ Looks like it's over.”
    Carla opened her mouth to agree, but the words got stuck in her throat as a stab of pain hit her, so sharp it stole her breath and made her knees shake. The storm was indeed over.
    And now, so were they.
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    By that afternoon, Holley Cay was already bustling with activity. With the weather all clear, most of the staff returned to get to work on the cleanup as Carla, Sam, and Chris, who had come from the sister resort on his cabin cruiser, assessed the damage left by the storm.
    “ It will take a few days to get electricity back on line,” Carla said as she read through the detailed notes she'd taken as they walked the property. They were seated around a table on the main restaurant's patio, taking advantage of the sunlight before they were relegated to reading by candlelight. “Contractors won't be able to make much progress until that happens.”
    “ We can use that time to get estimates and get the insurance paperwork together,” Sam said.
    “ Right,” Carla said with a brief smile and a nod in his direction, not quite meeting his eyes in the process.
    Under the table, Sam's hands gripped the seat of his chair. He was afraid if he let go he'd leap out of his seat, grab Carla's chin and force her to fucking look at him for the first time since they'd left the little villa that morning.
    “ Sam, I didn't realize you'd gotten interested in the operations side,” Chris said. Though his smile was friendly enough, Sam didn't miss the way Chris’s gaze darted suspiciously between Carla and himself. “Something told me the two of you would make a good team.”
    Carla's hand froze in the middle of the note she was making. Her gaze lifted from the paper and she leveled a hard stare at him.
    Sam couldn't resist the opportunity to taunt her. “Oh, you wouldn't believe how well we worked together in the last twenty-four hours. You could even say we found a great balance of give and take, a perfect rhythm, if you will.” As he spoke, he brought one hand to the table top, idly stroking the smooth wooden surface with slow circles of his fingers.
    He felt a jolt of satisfaction as Carla's eyes locked on his hand He smiled at the telltale blush rising in her cheeks, the slight softening in her mouth and the way her eyelids drooped just a little as the memories flooded her as surely as they flooded him.
    Sam knew that despite the fact she'd closed