Page 34 of Pleasure Island
We stood by the outdoor pool, one of several. This one was completely clothing optional, and most of the guests enjoying said pool were naked. Pleasure Island wasn’t a nudist resort. It was designed for more…hedonistic pleasures. While some people never really warmed up to it, there were plenty who came in more than ready to enjoy everything the resort – and like-minded guests – could offer.
With everything from parties for the bi-curious and those who wanted to try out the swinging lifestyle, to nude yoga on the beach, Pleasure Island lived up to its name.
Liam stood at my side as I talked about the classes on various kinks, to nude yoga workshops. Other than batting an eyelash, he could have been a statue.
“Think there’s anything you’d like to…indulge in while you’re here?” I asked teasingly.
He slanted a look at me and gave a negative shake of his head. “I’m here to work, not play.”
“And what if you were here to play?”
“I tend to prefer a different sort of playground, I guess.” He hitched up a shoulder, and for a split second, I thought I saw something under that calm mask of his.
He was driving me crazy.
But I wasn’t done.
Offering my hand, I said, “Come on. We’re supposed to join my grandmother for dinner in a little bit. We still have more of the island to see before we get ready.”
He didn’t take my hand. I hadn’t thought he would, but he fell into step next to me.
We took the long way to our room, and I paused at one of the grottoes used for various classes. Right now, nude yoga was going on, and while a few people looked distinctively uncomfortable, most of the participants looked to be enjoying themselves.
Nobody was going out of their way to ogle fellow yoga aficionados, something that I was pleased to see. There was plenty of time for flirting, and more, but the classes weren’t one of them.
Millie hadn’t been sure how the classes would go over when I’d talked her into trying them a couple of years ago, but it looked like they were a popular addition to the resort’s amenities.
Liam’s gaze still seemed impenetrable, but I did notice him cock his head to the side in that way he had. I couldn’t tell if he was intrigued or just curious. “Surely you’re entitled to a workout while you’re here. Want to give yoga a chance?”
He blinked, shaking his head before looking at me. “If I tried any of that, I’d be stuck in that position.”
I laughed and hooked my arm through his. “You’d be surprised at how flexible you could turn out to be, Liam.” I squeezed his arm with mine, absently noting the firm muscle there.
I bet underneath those suits of his, he was impressive.
He was actually impressiveinthe suits, but I was getting more and more curious about just what lay under them.
It took me a moment to notice that something about him had changed. He’d gone tense the second I touched him. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his and found him staring at me.
I’d love to say I saw heat in that gaze, but as always, I couldn’t read much of anything in the pale green.
But his jaw had gone tight.
Letting a smile curl my lips, I nodded to the class once more. “Sure you don’t want to join in? I’ll go with you.”
“No, thanks.” He disengaged our arms, and I watched as he made a pretense of checking the time.
If I hadn’t been watching him so closely, I wouldn’t have seen it – two faint flags of color appeared on his cheeks, there for just a few seconds before fading away.
Well. Maybe he wasn’t as immune to me as I thought.
* * *
Dinner was a decadent ordeal.Millie had arranged for us to eat on the beach, a secluded area where none of the guests could wander. It wouldn’t be hard for her to arrange such privacy. She owned the whole island now, not just the resort.
With the sunset painting the sky a thousand different shades of yellow, gold, and orange, Liam and I walked over to the cute little covered area that Millie had her people arrange.
Although she’d greeted us when we arrived, she came out of her seat, hands outstretched and smiling as if she hadn’t seen me in weeks. I took her hands and squeezed them affectionately. “Grandma.”
