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blood.
    “No fucking way…” he wrapped the towel around his hips and knotted the ends.
    He wanted to claim that she was his . However, he knew that wasn’t true, no matter how he felt about her. But, he would be damn if another man would touch her, taste her, have her. If she was on Cat Island for a sexual adventure, he would be the one to give it to her.
    Snatching up a mask from the table just inside his door that the attendant must have placed there while he was in the bathroom, Roberto opened his suite door and headed down the back stairs.
    Delilah had been an obsession for years and now she had become a compulsion that he could not stay away from.
     
     

Chapter three
     
     
    When they entered the house, Delilah and Pamela followed a line of candles down a hall. The heat from the thick, long tapered candles made the interior warm and inviting. As they approached a room, the walls echoed with whispers and moans. Anticipation bubbled through her veins. Maybe she would meet her tongue-wielding aqua man. If he could do all that underwater, she looked forward to finding out what he could do on dry land.
    Finally, after traveling the long corridor with excitement, she and Pamela reached the room. Joyously, she stepped over the threshold and froze on a landing above the carousing. Sconces scattered intermittently gave some places a golden hue and shadows took up the remainder of the space. Even with the dim lighting, she could see everything and everyone.
    Large glass bowls with colorful packets of condoms littered the room. Moans, grunts and the smell of sex permeated the atmosphere. All bets were off when it came to privacy and seclusion. Everyone fucked proudly in the open, thriving on it. The guests’ state of dress ranged in the categories of nude, semi-nude and robes gaping open.
    In front of her, a woman was bent over the back of a plush chair. Delilah could see nothing but thick blond hair, the vertebras up her spine, her round ass and the man fucking her from behind. The seat cushions muffled the woman’s sounds, but the evidence of her enjoyment was clear from her grip on the chair, the wide spread of her legs and the arching of her hips into the man who was doing the deed.
    She wasn’t shocked or appalled to see the array of men getting sucked off and women being tongue-fucked, including couples and trios in various positions. Most of the positions she had been in more than once in her adult life, but the uninhibited abandonment and haughty display of it all gave her pause.
    Delilah spoke before Pam. “Oh my, I didn’t expect this. Sex, yes. Multiple orgasms, definitely. But this…”
    “…is an oasis of pleasure, satisfaction, delight and damn it all fun.” Sounding winded, Pamela finished Delilah’s sentence, but not quite in the way intended.
    Her friend’s own nudity was clearly revealed through the robe and Pamela shimmied with excitement, her eyes filled with lust as she ogled the throng.
    “Are you considering joining in on this salacious activity?” Delilah asked, trying to sound reasonable, but afraid she came off prudish.
    Pamela’s brown eyes met hers through the mask. With a wink and a wicked smile, she said, “You can bet my sweet ass I’m doing more than considering.”
    She watched, stunned, as her friend began untying her robe.
    Whispering through tight lips, she asked, “Pamela, what do you expect me to do while you’re throwing your heels toward the ceiling in front of all?”
    Stepping down two polished wood steps into the action, Pamela called over her shoulder, “Let go, have fun and don’t ever let a man spit on your ass.” Her friend nodded toward the other side of the room as she dropped her robe and immediately found several partners, both male and female.
    Curious, Delilah’s gaze traveled the room in the direction her friend indicated. A woman on all fours on the floor sucked off a man in front of her. Another man kneeling behind her had three of his own fingers