Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 05 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 05

... hurting. "A chocolate ice cream sundae with chopped bananas," she murmured, extending a healthy spoonful in my direction. "Try it, Jeremy. It's absolutely delicious." Indeed, it was. I sampled a bite, but then Devon went back to enjoying the treat herself with the same spoon. "What are you doing out here all by yourself? And where is everyone else at?" "Hmmmmm... let's see," Devon gently murmured, acting all inquisitive on me. "Kristanna, Pamela, Lindsay and Amy are all in the recreation room, playing with Kaden and Piper. Trish took Scarlett for a hike up to the big volcano. They left an hour ago." "Trish and Scarlett went to the volcano by themselves?" I asked, suddenly worried. "That's a dangerous hike." "Oh, they will be fine," Devon assured me. "Trish knows her way around this island almost as good as you and Krissy do, Jeremy. Besides, she has her phone with her if anything happens. She is checking in with Krissy every ten minutes." "Okay..." I relented (but still worried). Devon was forever full of sunshine and sweetness. She had been that way since long before I first met her. But now, as she and I sat together upon the swing outside, Devon was exuding even more light and happiness than usual. She took in a deep breath, letting the fresh, tropical air flood her senses. "I am so glad, Jeremy, that we finally got to come back to the island. This vacation has been long over-due. It just is so AWESOME to be back here!" "I agree." Devon reached out with a single arm and ...

... actually brought me to her in a nice, quick-hitting embrace. She then put her hand down with the other holding the ice cream cup in her lap. "May I ask you something, Jeremy?" "Sure." "Well a couple of things," she told me, pouting somewhat. "First off, how are you feeling?" There was no getting away from this! But I had to keep trying regardless. "My back is fine, sweetheart. I feel a million times today than I did yesterday." Well, until I had to ascend those nasty steps. But no need to tell her... "No, not that," Devon frowned at me. She looked down and bit her lip as if she was nervous. "You know, this past week or so, everyone has been focusing so much into Trish and Amy. Poor Trish lost her father in automobile accident and had to bury him this week probably 20, 30 years before it was his proper time to go. And then Amy, she got really upset and we had that scare with the baby and all where, for a while, many of us wondered if she was going to lose Dani Grace or not." "It's been a rough week," I breathed. "No, NOT that," Devon again insisted. "I'm not asking how your back feels, Jeremy, because I already know you won't tell me if it actually still hurts. You do not want Krissy or Scarlett to know. I'm asking... how are YOU doing?" "What do you mean?" "A lot of focus this past week was put on Trish and Amy, and for good reason," she mewed. "But what about you, Jeremy? You have had one hell of a week yourself, you know. You went to the funeral for the father of one of your ...