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terrace with a hot tub and their own infinity pool. In the distance a stone-paved path led to an expanse of white sand. A pristine shoreline kissed the bright blue water on the private beach and they could see the sun starting to descend in the distance. It was the Garden of Eden in all its glory.
    From the moment the duo was escorted to their suite, the experience was meant to tempt and satisfy their sensual pleasures and afford them the opportunity to explore and indulge all of their sexual fantasies. Every wish and desire could be entertained, from the most romantic to the most hedonistic.
    The brochure encouraged whatever pleasures one could imagine. There were the “nude” and “prude” beaches, never-ending food and drink, massages and clothing-optional activities. And enclosed behind a decorative door in the tiled bathroom was a vending machine filled with erotic toys. As Vanessa stood staring at the vast selection she shook her head. There were some things inside that Vanessa couldn’t even begin to imagine.
    â€œYou said your sister picked this place out?” Vanessa questioned, cutting an eye in his direction as she moved back into the room where Kendrick sat. She walked to the other end of the sofa and plopped down.
    â€œYeah. Zak didn’t even know where they were going.”
    Vanessa nodded.
I think your sister’s a freak,
she thought to herself as she scanned the welcome brochure they’d been given at check-in. The four-page pamphlet read like a grocery list of all things decadent.
    As if reading her mind Kendrick spoke the thought out loud. “I think my sister has some issues!” he said as he eyed his own brochure.
    Vanessa laughed. “It
was
supposed to be their honeymoon,” she said, still giggling.
    â€œThere are some things about my sisters that I just don’t need to know.”
    Moving back onto her feet Vanessa crossed the front living space into the oversize bedroom. Kendrick followed behind her. Glass encased the room on three sides and a king-size bed sat in the room’s center, offering extraordinary water views on one side and exquisite garden views on the other. The bedding was an exquisite blend of silks and satins with a wealth of pillows that beckoned one beneath the sheets.
    Both Vanessa and Kendrick spoke at the same time. “I’ll take the bedroom.”
    She cut an eye in his direction. “Yes, I will,” she said, a hint of attitude in her tone. She eyed him with a raised brow. The look she gave him challenged him to contradict her.
    Kendrick snapped his finger, feigning disappointment. “I guess that means I’m sleeping on the couch.”
    â€œThat’s exactly what that means.” Vanessa moved to the bedside and threw her body against the mattress. Her arms were extended out to her sides and she lifted both of her legs in the air as she crossed her ankles one over the other. She bent her legs at the knees and lifted her torso slightly as she adjusted the pillows beneath her head. “A girl could get used to this,” she muttered as she relaxed into the comfort.
    Amusement painted Kendrick’s expression. “I’m sure a guy could get used to it, too!” he said.
    Vanessa leaned up on her elbow to stare at him. A slight smile pulled at his full lips. The intense stare he was giving her was intoxicating. As she eyed him from head to toe a wave of heat flushed her cheeks. For a brief moment, there was invitation in her eyes and she knew it. She was unable to control the wanting that suddenly swept through her. She bit down against her bottom lip and dropped her gaze to the bedspread.
    â€œMaybe we can share,” she said after a brief moment of thought. “I’ll get the bed tonight, maybe tomorrow, too. Then you can sleep here one night after that.”
    Kendrick chuckled. “You sound very convincing,” he said, the words edged in sarcasm.
    A bright smile filled her