Sea Daze 2: All Ashore (Lesbian Erotic Romance Series) Read Free Page A

things to help us have fun, not slay a
dragon."
    Eve
shrugged, thankfully putting down the enormous rod. We'd done pretty good so
far - we'd found a good-sized strap-on, a larger vibrator for my quarters (yet
still small enough to hide from my crewmates), a pair of fuzzy leopard skin
handcuffs and a book entitled "Lovemaking for Ladies; The Ins and Outs of
Girl Love."
    I
was a little wary about buying the book - from the research I'd done, Saint Martin
wasn't as friendly about homosexuality as the states were. There weren't riots
in the streets or anything like that, but it still wasn't a subject that people
talked about over dinner. I hadn't expected any problems, but I hadn't expected
to be buying a very lesbian book either.
    Putting
the dice down, I rubbed my hand along Eve's shoulder as she inspected a small
bottle of lotion. Her body was hot, though the shop mercifully had air
conditioning. Despite the calm look on her face, I would have bet money that
she was extremely turned on.
    Glancing
around the shop, I noticed that the cashier - a squat Caribbean woman that
looked about sixty - was busy perusing a crumpled magazine. Feeling frisky
among the various sex videos and toys, I ran my hand slowly down the small of
Eve's back. She didn't turn to look at me, but I could see the growing smile
spread across her cheeks. The look on her face told me that she had the same
thing on her mind that I did.
    After
making sure the old woman was still distracted, I slipped my finger under the
slick fabric of the front of her bikini. Unsurprisingly, she was soaking wet -
her bottoms were already damp.
    "Aren't
we daring," Eve whispered huskily as my finger grazed her outer lips.
"The cashier is sitting right over there."
    "She's
not paying attention," I whispered into her ear as I slipped my middle
finger inside of her. "Do you want me to stop?"
    Her
low moan was her only reply. I felt a rush of fear as I stroked her - I was
anything but an open person sexually, and I usually tended to keep sex in the
bedroom. Something about Eve brought it out in me, though - and the fear was
forgotten as my lust took over.
    Eve
seemed to crumble against my touch as I thrust myself into her, each grazing
slide against her clit making her even wetter. I was in her all the way up to
my knuckle, and her low moans were becoming louder and louder as I easily
worked another finger into her slick entrance.
    In
my head, I knew that we should have waited until we got back to the room - but
I couldn't help it. My head swam with passion for the gorgeous woman that was
silently whispering my name, her forehead creasing in frustration, begging to
scream out. I begged her, murmuring in her ear for her to come, for her to give
in to me.
    " Ya ' girls gonna buy somethin '," The Caribbean woman broke in, sporting a
strong island accent, "or ya ' just gonna play with ya'selves ?"
    She
had gotten up from her seat without me noticing and was watching us from about
ten feet away with a bemused expression on her face. Mortified, I slowly pulled
my hand out of Eve's bathing seat bottoms, refusing to meet the cashier's eye
and desperately thinking of a response.
    Eve,
however, seemed to find the whole thing quite funny. "A little of
both," she replied, her face split into a smirk. Her cheeks were still
beet red and her breathing was a little raspy, but she was otherwise acting as
normal as she usually did.
    " Ya ' buy here," she said, her hands on her hips. " Ya play somewhere else. ‘Dis a sex shop, not a havin ’-sex-shop, ya here?"
Despite her severe tone, a smile played at the edge of her lips. Thankfully,
she didn't seem overly upset. Maybe female tourists fingered their girlfriends
in her establishment all the time.
    We
carried our items up to the counter and dropped them before the cashier; my
lover was still giggling and I was looking away as best I could. Our items were
bagged after Eve dropped a wad of Euros onto the counter, and we exited the
small grey building