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it impossible to stop.
    It was
Kayla who pulled back first, gasping for breath. She looked up at him and saw his
eyes were dark with desire. He closed them, shaking his head slightly as if to
clear it, and his body relaxed. When he opened his eyes again a slow smile
stole his face. Jay reached up and ran his thumb along her bottom lip.
    “Well
then. If I haven't tired you out too much tonight, I think you'll need to make
time for me tomorrow. Have you been up Diamond Head yet?”
    Kayla
shook her head, still not trusting herself to speak.
    “It's
supposed to be the best view of Honolulu there is. I'd say you're in need of
your own personal tour guide. I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon, OK? Wear
sturdy shoes and lots of sunscreen.”
    He
smiled once more, and walked away into the night.

Chapter Four
     
    Kayla
woke to the fierce Hawaiian sun pouring through the windows. In her disoriented
state last night she'd forgotten to close the curtains. She stretched,
luxuriating in the moment of peace to enjoy last night's memories.
    She
felt so comfortable with Jay, as if they'd known each other for years. It was
so easy to talk to him. He was certainly far too easy to flirt with. She
blushed, remembering how she'd distracted him during pool. She wasn't usually
so forward. The combination of the Hawaiian heat, a couple of drinks, and a man
who was too good looking for her own good had emboldened her. Kayla smiled to
herself. She liked the change.
    That
kiss though... The mere thought of it sent ripples of excitement shooting
through her body. His lips, pressed into hers, wanting and needing. The feeling
of his hard body, pressed into her own, softer, and unresisting. She'd been
caught off guard when he pressed her up against the building, and the spike of
adrenaline had only added to the heady feeling of passion.
    Her
hand moved down across her stomach at the memory. She imagined it was his. How
would he touch her? Probably a little rough, and definitely confident. He'd
certainly been confident last night. Her fingers clenched as she remembered his
hands in her hair. Yes, rough, but never painful. She hesitated for a second,
then darted her hand under the elastic of her underwear, skimming across the
opening of her womanhood, once, twice.
    She
stroked her clit, and felt it stiffen at her touch. Her breath started to
quicken, and she remembered how Jay's had rasped in his throat as he bent his
head to kiss her a second time. She stroked herself more urgently. The image of
his face burning with desire leapt out of her memory. Her other hand reached up
to caress her breast, rolling her engorged nipple between her fingertips.
    She was
so wet. Kayla wondered how quickly Jay would make her wet. If last night's kiss
was anything to go by, it would take no time at all. The way his kisses had
seared along her neck made every muscle in her body sing. The heat between them
was so intense, they should have gone up in flames. She could feel the imprint
of his mouth on hers as if he was there now. Her body ached for more.
    Kayla
changed the angle of her hand, and slid two fingers inside herself. Using her
palm, she continued to press and stroke on her clit. It felt so good after a
night of crackling sexual tension. She wanted more. She wanted relief. Most of
all, she wanted his hands. His hands, which had barely restrained themselves
from travelling across her body. She'd felt his burning desire for her, and she
wanted to feel it again. She gasped for air, and finally came.
    * * * * *
    By the
time mid-afternoon rolled around, Kayla felt sure time was passing slower than
usual. Sunning herself on the beach had proved no distraction, even with one of
her favourite books in hand. When Jay eventually rounded the corner, Kayla
practically skipped down the hostel steps to greet him. She wasted no time
bouncing into his Jeep, slamming the door shut behind her, and beaming at him.
    “Well
hello beautiful, what do you have to smile about?” He raised