all her advances.
“Come here you,” Cookie said, leaping forward. I thought she was going for Ace, but she bypassed him completely and landed in my lap.
Her drunken lips found my neck and began to dance up and down my soft skin, her tongue darting out to lick me between kisses.
I gave Ace a helpless look, but he was leaned back with amusement wiped across his face. Was he enjoying this? Of course he was, he’s a man.
Her hands were roughly squeezing my breasts while her mouth finally found its’ way between them. She pressed them together, squeezing her face, while her tongue explored every inch of my chest.
I could feel myself getting more and more turned on, the heat between my legs was astounding. My pussy was beginning to throb with the thought of her tongue expertly working my clit. I started to rub my hands through her hair guiding her head around my body. Then I looked over at Ace who had one eyebrow cocked. I remembered our discussion about my tattoo and realized how drunk I actually was.
“No!” I shouted, pushing Cookie away. She lost her balance and fell backwards into the water, her entire head submerging.
She exploded back out, looking pissed off. “What the hell is your problem you little prude?”
“I’m sorry,” I said, feeling my face grow hot. The tears were starting to well up again. I had to get the hell out of there.
I jumped out of the tub and grabbed a towel that was stacked next to it. “I’m sorry Ace. I have to go. I’m sorry for shoving you Cookie.”
“Please Amy wait!” Ace shouted as I ran through the courtyard like a child that had just been admonished. I was embarrassed at my reaction and embarrassed I had let it go that far.
I burst through the door of my cabin, still dripping water everywhere. Tracy jumped up from the couch where she had obviously been napping. “What is wrong? Why are you crying?”
She started to come at me, her arms outstretched. “No Tracy! Just leave me alone!” I ran to my room and slammed the door, collapsing into bed.
I buried my face in the pillow and sobbed. How could I be so stupid? I had almost given in to Ace and his charm and then I let some floozy with fake tits and a magic tongue nearly compromise who I was.
Magic tongue, I thought. She’s probably using it on Ace right now.
The thought that I had just completely lost Ace to her flooded my brain and caused me to sob even harder. Tracy knocked at the door, but I ignored it. Instead I fell asleep that night with my face buried in a tear soaked pillow.
Chapter 7
The next morning I woke up feeling shockingly fine with no hangover. Maybe it was waking up in paradise that helped. The warm morning air was shining through my window joined by sunlight and the chirping of birds. I sat up and stretched out, looking down at the damp bikini I was wearing.
“Oh yeah. That,” I said, remembering how things had went down the night before. “What am I going to do?”
After several minutes of convincing I forced myself out of bed and got dressed in a simple sun dress before deciding to face Tracy.
She was sitting on the couch reading a book. She looked up at me with a warm smile.
“How are you?” she asked. It should have been criminal to be this happy in the morning.
“Not so good,” I said.
“You were pretty upset last night,” she said, putting her book down. “I just decided to leave you alone after you yelled at me.”
“I’m sorry about that,” I said. “I just made an ass of myself.”
“That’s pretty normal for me,” she said laughing.
I giggled a little at her joke. I guess I had party with this girl someday.“I hope Ace isn’t mad at me.”
“Why would he be mad at you?”
“Well let’s see. First I spilled my heart to him and then I made out with him.”
“Oh damn!” she shouted, interrupting me. “I’m sure he liked that though. You could tell he liked what he saw at the bar the other night.”
“That may be true, but Cookie