The Screw Ball (Indianapolis Lightning Book 3) by Samantha Lind (the lemonade war series .TXT) 📕

on the first-class seats was necessary. This first flight isn’t horrible, as it is just to Philadelphia, but our flight after that is over twelve hours in the air. We need comfort for that one.

We finally make it to our destination, and I can see why Carmen has had this place at the top of her bucket list. It is like nowhere else I’ve ever been. The water is so clear, you can see the sand like it is above the water.

We’re shown to our bungalow, the amenities pointed out, as well as told who to call if we need anything. The resort has concierges on call twenty-four hours a day to aide us with anything we might need.

“Can we get something light to eat?” I ask before the attendant leaves.

“Of course, anything in particular?”

“What do you have that is fast? I think we’re hungry and tired,” I tell her honestly.

“We can do a charcuterie board with an arrangement of meats, cheeses, and crackers.”

“That will be perfect,” I tell her before she exits the room.

I find Carmen out on the balcony, looking out over the water. I stand behind her, boxing her in against the railing as I place my arms on it, and my chin on her shoulder.

“It’s so much more than the pictures depict. Thank you,” she says, placing her hand on my cheek.

“Of course, even if it was a bitch to get here.” She laughs as she relaxes into my embrace. “I have them bringing us something to eat.”

“Good, I’m starving.”

“I figured, then maybe we can relax in the hot tub before bed?” I suggest. We timed things almost perfectly, with arriving in the evening. Hopefully with a good night’s sleep, we’ll wake up feeling refreshed and then we can have the rest of our time here to really relax and enjoy the place.

I hear the tapping of someone at the door, so I step away, immediately missing the feeling of her body against mine. I open the door and find the concierge there with a large platter. I let her in, and she places it on the two-person table in the room. I pull some cash from my wallet, tipping her generously for bringing this to us so quickly. “Thank you,” I say before she turns to leave.

“Please don’t hesitate to call us if you need anything else, enjoy your stay.”

She leaves the room and I uncover the tray, grabbing a few chunks of cheese and crackers and pop them into my mouth. “Babe, come join me,” I call out, filling one of the small plates with meats, cheese and a few nuts.

“Wow, that’s quite the spread,” Carmen says, grabbing her own plate to fill. We take them out onto the deck, sitting on the edge with our feet hanging off and into the warm water as we watch the sun sink down below the horizon.

“What is it about us and watching sunsets while on vacation?” she asks as we both dig in to the food.

“Not sure, but I can get used to this,” I tell her, motioning to all the amazing things around us. The outside lights on the bungalows all start to come on now that it is dark. They light up, allowing people to safely swim in the water surrounding their place at night if they want to.

Once we’re both finished, I put our plates aside and tug Carmen into my lap. We sit like that for a while, just enjoying the quiet.

“Ready for the hot tub?” she asks, turning in my arms to look up at me.

“Yep, but only if we get in naked.” I smirk.

“Okay.” She smirks right back at me. I didn’t think she’d go for it, but she surprises me occasionally.

I make sure that we have towels outside and within reach of the tub, then we both strip out of our clothes and sink into the hot water. Once I’m settled, Carmen straddles my lap, my cock going hard as soon as her pussy slides over it.

“Well, hello,” I state, gripping her hips as I help her slide over my cock. A quick lift of her hips and she’s sliding down my shaft.

“Yes,” she moans as she slowly lifts and lowers her hips, ever so slowly riding me. I move my hands to cup her breasts, playing with her nipples as she kisses me hard.

“Take what you need, baby,” I encourage her as she chases her own release.

I can tell she’s getting close, but also tiring out, so I drop a hand from her breast and pinch her clit. The added stimulation is all that she needed to go flying over the edge. She collapses forward, the exhaustion of the day hitting her hard, along with the orgasm.

As her hips slow, I remove my hand from her clit and thrust up a few times, finding my own release as her body continues to contract around my cock.

I wait a few moments until our breathing has returned to normal. “Babe, let’s go wash off and go to bed. You’re about to fall asleep in the water.”

“Yeah,” she agrees, sleepily. I help her stand from the tub, grabbing one of the fluffy towels and wrapping it around her before stepping out and do the same thing. We head straight for the bathroom. I stop only long enough to open our suitcases and grab our toiletry bags so that we can get ready for bed after the shower.

When I join her, she’s already got the shower going and is under the spray. I hand over her shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.

“Thanks, I completely forgot about these,” she says, a yawn taking over.

“I know, now wash up so you can get some sleep.” Even with seats that turned into beds on the flight, it was still sleep on an airplane, so it isn’t like we arrived well rested.

We make it to bed, both crashing within minutes of our heads hitting the pillows.

“Let’s go, babe,” I call out to Carmen as she