92 Flight

The next two days we spent having fun in the water, walking to the nearby local places, buying souvenir's and at night we hung out with Hauata and Ari, joining them on their night snorkeling adventures.

It's our last day and night here, before we have to head back home. I'm sipping my coffee, sitting on the sofa in the window, watching the early morning sun out the window creating an a magical display of colors across the sky.

Lance and I haven't had sex the past two days, but merely basked in each others presence. I'd be wrong to deny, that I have enjoyed it... but even as I sneak a glance at him as he does his workout I can't help but feel need growing inside of me.

I wish he was sweating because of me.

Those golden arms should be holding me up as I ride that glorious body, making him grunt from ecstasy and not from the last reps of crunches he's doing.

He finally lays back, breathing heavily from his workout, "Enjoying the view from there, huh?" He sits up, clutching his knees and sends me a wink.

Startled from being caught, I clear my throat and look back out the window, "It's beautiful, you should come see the colors in the sky right now."

He stands up walking over to me in his shorts, his semi hard on bouncing against the fabric, as he steps over in my peripheral.

"Oh wow, it is beautiful." He leans over me to glance out the window, his eye catching bulge level with my head.

I lick my lips, suddenly ravenous for it to be inside of me.

A light laugh escapes Lance, my eyes dart up to meet his with a sly grin on his face.

Shit. Caught again.

"I'm going to go hop in the shower, I'll be out in a few minutes." He struts over to the bathroom and turns on the water.

I set the coffee mug down and walk over to my bag. Rummaging through it quickly, not finding what I was looking for, I decide to just do it the old fashioned way.

I lay on the bed, running my hands under my robe, and into my panties. Thinking of Lance just a few minutes ago, and the feast my eyes were enjoying, I circle my clit and run my fingers between my lips to feel myself wet and wanting.

Rubbing myself in slow circular strokes, I keep having the memories of his pants, his grunts, as sweat dripped off his body while he worked out. I close my eyes letting myself get lost in my wet day dream. I'm getting closer as I picture those sexy abs flexing over me and under me, taking me to new heights.

I pick up my speed as I feel the rush of my orgasm coming on, gasping and then unable to take a breath as it hits me hard, making me whimper in release.

I lay there breathless, feeling better but still unsatisfied.

I sit up, glance towards the bathroom and instantly pale before the blood starts rising through my body.

Lance stands in just a towel his erection tenting the towel, staring at me with wide, hungry eyes.

"Uh..um..." At a loss for words, at first, I pull myself together and motion Lance to come closer. "Now that you're clean, come and join me." I wink opening my robe to expose my chest and panties more.

He takes slow steps towards me, raising the sexual tension in the room with each step.

"Have I been neglecting you?" Lance asks huskily, dropping the towel at the bedside.

A coy and demure smile spreads across my face, "I wouldn't call it neglect..." I run a hand down back into my panties, ready to feel my slickness, to show him I'm ready for him.

His hand darts out grabbing mine before I can do anything.

"Let's get dressed then. We have somewhere we need to be today." He grins, kissing my fingers.

My mouth drops in shock, before I take my hand back and cross my arms in a pout. "Oh, alright." I scoot off the opposite side of the bed as he chuckles and grabs some clothes for himself. We get dressed and pack our bags, taking only our back packs with a swimsuit, spare change of clothes, towels and basic toiletries.

Lance wouldn't tell me what we were doing, only that it was a surprise, no matter how much I poked and prodded. We exit our room just after half past six and Lance leads me to the floating dock on the beach. On one of the boats sits Ari and another one of the hotel employees.

"Ia Orana, Ari." Lance and I greet him as we approach.

"Poipoi, you two. Come aboard, Lance, these are for you. I already called and everything is set up for you both." Ari hands some papers and cards in a plastic bag that Lance quickly places in his bag.

"Thank you." Lance smiles at him conspiratorially, taking his arm in a handshake and hug combo, smacking each other on the back.

Ari then turns to me and gives me a big hug too, "Hauata and I will miss you two. You two take care and hit us up on the Insta."

I return the hug, promising we will, before he gets off the boat.

We put on our life vests and take our seats before the little boat takes off. In about half an hour, we're next to the airport, unloading at the docks. There's a man on a golf cart with a sign up that has Lance's last name on it, that we go and meet.

We're shuttled to the airport and quickly go through security and Lance hands one of the papers over to the security guards at the desk. We're instructed to wait a moment until another guard shows up and we are led past all the people waiting in the check in lines and taken to a small waiting area and told to wait again. We take a seat and wait about fifteen minutes before a lady arrives at the boarding desk.

Smiling she waves us over and Lance hands her the slip of paper from earlier. She nods, instructing us to follow the roped sections to the next attendant. From there we board a small plane and wait about 10 minutes before four other passengers join the rows of seats. Within the next fifteen, we're preparing for takeoff.

"Ladies and gentleman, " The pilots attendant informs and explains the normal flight information, where the exits are and that we only have a twenty minute flight.

I lean over closer to Lance, whispering, "Lance, where are we going?" Tapping my nails against the arm of the chair, becoming frustrated that he still has not told me where we are going.

He smiles and takes my hand, kissing it softly. "We only have one last night in paradise... So we're going somewhere we can be more secluded for it."

I smirk at him, still annoyed slightly, but know I will be finding out here shortly. I scrunch my nose up at him making him chuckle and mimic my face at me. Giggling at each other almost the whole time, we make our descent on to a small cropping of islands, departing from the plane still holding hands. We're welcomed by a singer and dancers, before being led to the front desk area. When Lance informs them his name, the smiles grow larger and one of the staff members takes us to our villa on the far side after letting us know where the shops, restaurants, pool, work out rooms and spas.

He leaves at our villa that sits the farthest from all the others and I can't help but bite my bottom lip once the door shuts behind him.

"So, now that we are alone.... What would you like to do?"