Prodigal Son (Jensen Family #1) (8 page)

During the day Paul and
Suzanne took great pleasure in antagonising each other. She would surround
herself with handsome young men laughing and flirting outrageously whenever
Paul’s gaze ventured in her direction. He would do the same, pushing it further
by kissing and outright groping the local girls causing them to squeal and vie
harder for his attention.

Monica had asked her sons to
walk into town for a few bits; both boys were more than happy to do so, taking
the circuitous route along the beach. They hadn’t gone far when they were
joined by the two girls they had spent the previous evening with, petite curvy
Maria had a short bob haircut and a innocently sweet smile, she greeted Matt
with a knowing grin causing Paul to chuckle as his brother had told him in
graphic detail what he had done with the girl last night. Taller and with most
impressive breasts, Catalina had attached herself to Paul and while he enjoyed
her company, she hadn’t managed to arouse him in the same way Suzanne could
just yet but he’d kissed her and they had had more than an over the clothes
fumble on the way back from town last night.

Suzanne had decided to walk
into town with the boys as Tessa was busy helping her mother and she was just
getting in the way, she strolled after them, walking at the
waters
edge looking all the time for shells and stones. Glancing up, she saw Paul and
Matt talking to two positively stunning local girls; she speeded up and slipped
her arms through theirs as she reached them putting
her self
between the two boys. Paul had been about to pull Catalina into a kiss when
Suzanne’s cool hand slid onto his arm, her familiar touch and the way his skin
responded to it suddenly had him irked.

“Hi boys, mind if I come with
you?” she
asked.                

“Sure.” Matt replied.

“Actually.”
Paul answered, “We’re a little busy, maybe you should
go back to the villa”

“I’m fine here” she replied
frowning at him “You’re mum said I should hurry you along. You’d better say
goodbye to the girls so we can get a move on.”

Paul extracted his arm from
hers and mumbled something to Catalina,
then
he bent
and picked Suzanne up, marched waist deep into the water and unceremoniously
dumped her in the sea. As she came spluttering to her feet, he leant over her
and growled.

“We aren’t dating remember.”
before turning away and joining his brother and two Spanish girls on the beach,
he glanced back at Suzanne as he wrapped an arm around Catalina’s
waist .

“I’m not even going to ask
what that was about.” Matt commented.

For two days following the incident
on the beach Suzanne didn’t show up in his room during siesta and Paul hadn’t
had the opportunity to get her alone and question her about it. On the third
day, half an hour after his family were happily snoozing, Paul decided to go to
Suzanne’s room and have it out with her, he wrenched open his door and almost
walked straight into her, her first reaction was to slap him hard across the
face, he stepped back away from her;

“What was that for?”

Suzanne stepped into his
room, closed and locked the door “You threw me in the sea and completely
humiliated me.”

“You’re still cross about
that?”

“Fuming.”

“So that’s why you haven’t
been to see me in two days.” Paul sat on the edge of his bed “I was just making
a point Suzie, it was you who said we weren’t dating after all but it’s also
you who has a problem with me being close to another girl.”

“Fair point I guess.” she sat
beside him “I do hate seeing you with those girls.”

“How do you think I feel when
I see the guys pawing at you?” Paul nudged her “It drives me crazy; I want to
rip their hands off.”

“Ok, I promise I won’t do any
more flirting with the boys if you back off from the girls.”

“Deal, we’re still not dating
thought right?”
“
Right.
It’s a pity you have to go to boarding school;
we could have continued this when we got home.”

“Erm, no time like the
present.” he gestured around his room “We appear to be alone.”

“I can’t, I got my period.”

Paul shuddered
involuntarily,
the female monthly cycle hadn’t bothered him
until Tessa has neglected to flush her tampon away properly.
“Shame.”

“There is something I can do
though.” Suzanne grinned “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

 Suzanne pushed him back
onto the bed “Just relax and let me do this ok?” she didn’t wait for an answer.
She began to kiss him, stroking his body; she winced as his fingers pinched her
nipples, they were tender and she gently moved his hands away and held them at
his sides as she continued to kiss him, moving occasionally to nip his chest
and collar bone.

She loved the way he
responded to her and also, apart from the occasional softly spoken instruction
the way he remained silent just regulating his breathing and giving himself
over to her, she kissed him again, biting his lip hearing his sharp intake of
breath;

“Te
amo
”
he whispered as she sat back and slid his shorts off his hips.

“What? Speak English.” she
told him.

“Look it up.” he answered
then his whole body tensed as she lowered her mouth over him caressing his
length with her tongue, another first for him.

She had let go of his hands
and was using her own to heighten his arousal, dragging her nails gently over
his scrotum and up his inner thigh towards his genitals, she paused, glancing
up at him, his entire body was tense, his breathing shallow, his hands grasping
the bedclothes but for all this, his face was relaxed, lips slightly parted,
eyes closed. She continued to pleasure him, taking it first fast then slow, she
felt him hold his breath and one hand softly stroked her hair.

Suzanne let her hands take
over for a while, letting her jaw rest but planting tiny wet kisses on his
lower stomach, when he held his breath, she closed her mouth around him once
more and together with her hands, bought him to climax.

Paul released his breath,
opened his eyes and swallowed hard. His body was still reeling from her touch,
he’d never imagined her mouth on him could feel so damn good, so consuming.

“Hey.” Suzanne appeared in
front of him “You ok?”

He nodded and smiled opening
his mouth to receive her kiss, tasting his own juices in her mouth.

“Another first I’m guessing?”

“Yeah.” he found his voice
“Holy shit that was good.”

“I aim to please.” she
laughed.

“You do that very well.” he
confirmed “I wish I knew more, could do more to you.”

“You do pretty well, give it time
Paul, you’ll gain experience as you get older.”

“But by then you will be long
gone.”

“I’ll always be around, we’re
friends too you know, not just fuck buddies.”

Before they knew it, the
month was at an end and they were once again in the air conditioned Mercedes
being dropped off at the airport.

“I hate this bit.” Paul
moaned.

“Dude, it’s going to be
fine.” Matt assured “Give me your bags, I’ll get them over to the baggage cart,
you sit and chill.”

Paul sank down into one of
the opulent leather couches in the VIP lounge, rested his head against the high
back and closed his eyes.

“I bet I can give you
something to keep your mind off flying.” Suzanne whispered in his ear before
sitting beside him.

Turning his head to face her
he half smiled, half frowned “I thought you were cursed.”

“Not any more, meet me at the
back of the games room after
take off
.” she told him.

Gripping the arms of the
chair and keeping his eyes closed during
take off
,
Paul could feel himself turning green and wasn’t sure he would be able to
stomach whatever it was that Suzanne had in mind. He heard the seatbelt sign
ping off and opened his eyes in time to see Suzanne leave her seat. Leaning
over the edge of his seat, he gauged what the adults were doing before checking
out his siblings, Tessa was engrossed in a fashion
magazine,
Matt had his headphones on and was deeply involved in the hand held video game
he’d purchased in Spain.

Coming somewhat unsteadily to
his feet, Paul wasn’t surprised when neither of his siblings glanced up; they
were more than used to his customary dash for the bathrooms after
take off
. Suzanne was waiting for him; she grabbed his hand
and pulled him into the bathroom furthest away from the main cabin.

“Strip.” she said, pinning
him against the sink.

“Completely?” he asked
beginning to unbutton his shirt. As this was a private plane, the bathrooms
were larger than normal giving them plenty of room.

“Yes.” she unbuckled his belt
and pushed his jeans and underwear to the floor. Going down onto her knees, she
took his semi erect penis into her mouth her hand snaking around his hip,
pulling him to her, once she had him fully erect she came to her feet and
removed her clothes amidst much slapping of his hands as he tried to grope each
newly exposed piece of skin.

Pulling him away from
perching against the sink, she swapped places with him, hopped up onto the
worktop, opened her legs and beckoned to him.

He grinned “You aren’t even
going to make me work for this are you?”

“Not at all, fuck me now,
fuck me hard.”

Stepping between her legs, he
positioned himself, savouring the moment. Suzanne wrapped her legs around him
loosely only tightening her grip when he entered her in once swift and forceful
movement. They ground against each other until they were both spent. Paul held
her to his chest, calming his breathing and stroking her hair.

“We should get back.” she
whispered.

“Hmm, in a minute.” he
replied prising himself from her grasp, he dropped to his knees and began to
eat her.

“Oh.” she gasped sliding her
fingers into his hair holding him to her as he once again successfully brought
her to orgasm.

Wiping the excess fluid on
the back of his hand, Paul stepped into Suzanne’s embrace,

“Want to know what we taste
like?” he asked as he lowered his head to kiss her.

Leaving Suzanne to compose
herself, Paul made a quiet exit from the bathroom and bumped into Matt on his
way through the games room.

“You don’t look as green as
normal.” Matt commented as he set up the air hockey table “Fancy a game? He
asked regarding his brother “In fact, you look rather pleased with yourself.”

Paul grinned and turned on
the table, making the small puck float “I just joined the mile high club.” he
told Matt.

“Oh really, which one of the stewardesses
did you jump on?” Matt asked, then quieter as Suzanne walked past. “Was it that
smoking redhead?”

“It wasn’t a stewardess.”
Paul answered.

“Paul, whacking off in the
bog isn’t considered joining the mile high club.” Matt said.

“I wasn’t alone, I was with
Suzanne.”

“No!” Matt gasped.

“Yes and I have been for most
of the holiday.”

“You jammy
bugger!
Dude, Tessa is going to
freak.” Matt laughed.

“She isn’t going to find out;
you and John are the only ones who know, I’d like it to stay that way.”

“You know I won’t say a word.
How does John know?”

“He caught us.” Paul shrugged
“Says the image will stay with him for a very long time.” he grinned “Good
times.”

When the family arrived home,
Monica switched into fifth gear ordering both boys to the barbers for haircuts
while organising the washing and the final fitting of their new school
uniforms. Three days later, cases and trunks jammed in the back of Michael’s
car, they dropped Tessa off at Suzanne’s house while the rest of the family
made the long journey to Lincolnshire and the boys’ new school.

Matt remained silent on the
journey, he had already argued with his parents about being sent away for
school and had clearly lost that battle, now his twin took up the argument and
didn’t let up for the entire four hour journey.

On arrival at the school, the
family were greeted by the deputy head and one of the science teachers, the
deputy head escorted Monica and Michael to the
Principle’s
office after insisting that the boys say their goodbyes to their parents. Matt
and Paul were taken to the infirmary where they underwent a medical examination
and also where Paul received his first punishment in the form of a cane across
his hands for stating rather loudly whilst standing in nothing other than his
shorts.

“This is bullshit.”

Monica and Michael were
treated to an informal meeting with the
Principle,
the
finest bone china had been bought out of storage for the occasion, Michael,
after all, took care of the school’s accounts.