Once inside, each of us went to their rooms, a fact I was too happy to comply with. I took a long soak in my bathtub, Sunshine's odd behavior replaying in my mind, nagging at my peace. What exactly was her problem? She had willingly initiated and participated in the activities, but as we walked back to the house, her discontent was very obvious. Even Mercy, who had been oblivious at the beach, picked it up. I took a sip of my wine and enjoyed its rich taste. I had turned on my nighttime playlist, so I didn't hear anything until my hand landed on my shoulder.
The unexpected touch had me splattering and slipping into the tub, spilling my wine into the water. I looked up, ready to throw words, but Sunshine's serious expression as she stared down at my bubble-covered body had my words drying in my throat. She turned off the overhead lights, leaving only the red mood lights on. She then, without a single sign, removed her black slip gown off letting it pool at the base of her feet. She stepped into the tub without explaining, so I wordlessly shifted to accommodate her long frame.
As soon as she settled in the water, the bubbles now covered her naked body. She pulled me between her thighs, silent, yet demanding. I let her do whatever she wanted, following her nudges until I lay between her thighs, head on her shoulder. She started kneading my shoulder, and although I had already had three orgasms on the beach, my cave of wonder started throbbing in both nostalgia and anticipation. She latched onto my neck, alternating between painfully sucking and gently soothing while her hand wrapped around my throat, holding me in place.
My body melted into hers as need warmed my blood, evaporating my previous concerns about her behavior. Her other hand trailed over my right breast, pinching it before fondling it for a minute, and then travelled lower, stopping on top of my mound, and she let it rest there. She turned my head and then crashed her lips into mine in a heated, possessive kiss that left my lips stinging from the force she used. I knew that by the following day my lips would be swollen and my neck would have her marks, and that was when it hit me what she was doing.
I tried to get a word across, an improbable question dying to be asked, but she silenced me by shoving her tongue into my mouth. She slipped three fingers in and out of me while her thumb rubbed at my clit, and any questions were tabled for another time as I fell back onto her once more, enjoying the pleasure she offered me once again. She did not ease or stop until my entire body was shaking from another orgasm. Before I could fully come down, she lifted me out of the tub and set me on the edge like a child. I offered no resistance content with her care. After she properly rinsed my body, she dried me with a towel, refusing my help. She then carried me in her arms to bed, and I would be lying if her actions didn't heal a part of me. I had never been so preciously handled before.
She pulled the covers over me before slipping into the bed and drawing me to her so that I lay on her chest. Her heart was loud and fast, while Sunshine herself lay still, only her rapid breathing betrayed the turmoil she was feeling. I lazily trailed patterns on her stomach where my hand lay, carefully not to spook her. I slowly moved lower until I was at the base of her stomach. I gave it a few seconds before venturing lower. She lay still, her muscles twitching with restraint, but did not stop me. Emboldened by her silence, I reached my target, her clit.
I used my two middle fingers to gently rub the swell. Her breath quickened, and her heart beat turned deafening. She did not stop me, and the only movement she made was to part her legs wider to give me more access. I got up and settled on my hands and knees and scooted so that I was facing her entrance. I took a tentative lick and then another, relishing the creamy sweetness that was her essence. She smelled like cocoa butter and roses, and she tasted like pineapples and cranberries. I was lost in her the moment I got a taste. In a few short minutes, I went from skillfully trying to bring her to an orgasm to a feeding frenzy. She was more delicious than anything I had ever tasted, and part of that appeal was that it was Sunshine.
She responded to my frenzy in kind, pulling my head closer to her, even though my tongue was inside her. She pulled me close enough to stop my breathing, but I was too lost in the sauce to care about something as trivial as breathing. I did not stop until my head started getting dizzy, forcing me to come up for air. Sunshine gave me a few seconds before pulling head down again. By then, she was fully grinding against my face, and I enjoyed every second of her greed. The only warning I got was her body tensing before my head was crushed by her thighs as she shook through her first orgasm of the night.
Her legs gave way, falling onto the mattress, finally freeing my head. I started kissing my way up to her lips, but she pulled me off her and settled me in her arms once again as if I were a child. I wanted to offer her more pleasure as she had done for me, but she kept me imprisoned in her arms. I wanted to ask what was wrong, but in the dark, there was no way for us to communicate. Her heart rate was slowly returning to normal. I fell asleep listening to the sound. It was a precious moment that no one else had had the pleasure of partaking in.