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Hours Away

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fter spending a good half of their day there, Liam and the others agreed that they’d exhausted all that could be wrung out of their village trip. They were among the final groups to decide to depart, other than a couple who wanted to stay for the communal dinner a couple of hours away. Because of that, Anna had ended up with quite a collection of trinkets and souvenirs. Her favorites were the necklace she’d obtained early on and a handmade tapa cloth, depicting a large black sea turtle on its front. Having offered his aid to his souvenir-laden girlfriend, the latter was draped over Liam’s shoulder as they made their way back to the resort.

Fortunately, Avril, ever the enemy of boredom, was still riding this morning’s high. After they returned to the resort, she quickly convinced them to try kayaking on the pristine blue water.

Out on the water, able to peer at the soft sand ten feet beneath them, Liam and the others instinctively ventured up toward Yawini Beach. Sharing his kayak with Avril and Tess, Liam shaded his eyes as they approached the Crown of Yasawa. At the southern end, he could see a few people relaxing on the sand—the people who’d booked the island today, apparently.

“Tomorrow, that’ll be us,” Liam remarked as they passed by. They’d be turning around soon, as only the open ocean awaited them if they kept going.

“With plenty of fun to be had,” Avril said, glancing over her shoulder. “A whole day for us.”

“A good way to close out our first vacation,” Tess said. “Well, for the rest of us. You two still have your private dinner plans, right? Which island did you pick, Avril?”

“You’ll see tomorrow,” Avril said, winking.

Hitting the very tip of Yawini Island, they circled around and glided their way back to their resort. Then, time on the beach, at the resort, and in other places where Liam traced the skin of four stunning women at every opportunity. Then an early dinner at the restaurant, leading to them carrying a hefty amount of dessert and drinks back to Anna, Avril, and Tess’s bure.

They enjoyed each other’s company during twilight, then into the growing night. With the secret out, they talked about Victoria’s birthday. Her thirty-fifth. So, that was the number Liam needed to reach.

Liam’s experiences, that of a young man in the company of four gorgeous women, all growing increasingly comfortable with displaying their affection in front of one another, were incomparable. With still hours to go before midnight, he rested on the hammock, eyeing the handcuffs still hanging from one of the narrow trees that propped it up. Anna came over to join him, ended up in his arms, and soon let his lips have free rein in marking her smooth skin.

That, of course, served as the flame to attract much more than a simple moth. Against Anna’s reservations, Avril proved that the hammock could support three bodies. She made sure to position herself in a way that drew his hands toward her. And so, he completed his hundredth check of Avril’s stunning figure, confirming yet again that she belonged on magazine covers.

“Are you ready for tomorrow?” Avril asked her best friend, rubbing Liam’s abdomen as she rested beside him—and partially on top of him, given the hammock’s lack of space. Her hand clearly wanted to venture a little lower, but Avril restrained herself, knowing he wanted to preserve his stamina for later.

“I am,” Anna said. “For whatever you have in store.”

“Not just me.”

Anna turned her eyes up. Liam nodded in confirmation.

“For whatever you have in store, too,” Anna said, kissing his arm. “I’ll treat tomorrow like I did our first night here. After last night, I think I’m a little more mentally ready to participate. I don’t want to end up just watching.”

“Music to all our ears, you beautiful, amazing woman,” Avril said, leaning across Liam’s body to kiss her best friend.

He shared similar moments with the older women in the group. While he was on the hammock with the younger women, Victoria vanished for a little while, returning a few minutes later with the chessboard she’d brought on the trip. She and Tess went at it for several games, with Liam eventually, as he had on the plane ride over, settling in as a spectator.

“Try your best to expose my flaws,” Tess said to Victoria. “So Liam can eventually get a win over me. He really wants that threesome.”

“I could spend it on something else,” Liam said.

He deservedly received two of the flattest stares he’d ever witnessed. There wasn’t a question about what he’d request once he triumphed against Tess. It’d involve both busty professors, his cock, and a night filled with explosive passion.

“If you spend it on anything else, I’ll probably think you’ve been replaced by a doppelganger,” Tess said, moving forward her bishop.

“Yeah, yeah,” Liam said, waving a hand. “You’ve both got me fully figured out. I really, really want to fuck two sexy professors at the same time. Sue me.”

“A completely unique dream, that,” Victoria said, responding to Tess’s move with one of her own. “Never has a student wanted such a thing.”

Tess snorted and examined the board, considering her next move. “Numbers in the hundreds by now, I’m sure.” She smiled slyly as she glanced toward Liam. “But there’ll only be one who gets to fulfill that popular fantasy. Assuming you can ever win against me.”

“I will,” he said. “And then I’ll have you two making out the whole damn day.”

Tess raised an eyebrow. “Just making out? You don’t have to beat me at chess for that to happen.”

As if to prove her point, she discarded making a move on the chessboard. Instead, she leaned forward. Victoria responded in turn, and the gorgeous women set their lips into motion. Their troops would need to wait for their next orders for a little longer. Their commanders were too busy making out above them.

Fuck, I love it here, Liam thought… for what must have been the umpteenth time this past week.

After ending their kiss, both women glanced at him. An approving, playful stare of deep blue, a cool, scrutinizing stare of far paler blue. Both were enough to make a man shiver with desire.

“Would have thought you figured that out when we jerked you off yesterday,” Tess said, smiling. “Or when you practically commanded us to give you a titjob in the future.”

“The near future,” Liam said, swallowing dryly.

“The very near future,” Tess agreed. But that wasn’t now, and she turned her attention back to the match, making her next move.

Victoria won only two out of eleven matches, which had to be frustrating. However, Liam paid special attention to those two matches, trying to parse the moves and tactics that had allowed the younger professor to defeat a superior opponent. He knew he was still levels beneath them, but the gap didn’t feel insurmountable. He didn’t need to become as good as Tess. He just needed to become good enough to beat her just once.

Once would be enough, and then Liam would live out the fantasy that every man who’d ever seen the two women together must have at least considered.

But first, he needed to fulfill another one.