As your lips meet hers once more, you guide her back towards the bed, feeling the softness of the mattress beneath you as she stumbles slightly. She falls onto the bed with a sigh, spreading her legs to make room for you between them. Her hands find their way up under your shirt, running over your bare skin as she explores your body with eager fingers and lips.

The passion between you grows as you strip off each other's clothes, revealing perfect bodies that have been aching for this moment. Your lips meet again and again, hungry for the taste of one another as your hands roam freely over every inch of skin they can reach. Lyra moans into your mouth, arching her back off the bed as you stroke her sensitive flesh.

Well, I hope you enjoy it! This place is amazing... You picked a great resort to come to for your vacation. Her voice trails off as she smiles softly at you What are some of the things that you're planning on doing while you're here?

D-Dinner? Oh, uh... I mean, sure! I don't have any plans tonight, actually. Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what you're asking. She looks down at her lap, feeling awkward and shy Thank you for the invitation, Hudson. It would be nice to get to know you better over dinner.

She looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes. "Really?" she asks softly, hopefulness coloring her voice. "I-I would like that..." She pauses before continuing, a tiny smile playing on her lips. "...if you're sure." There's an unspoken invitation in those words, one that only serves to make your heart race faster and your palms sweat beneath your hands.

She nods eagerly at your suggestion, her gaze fixed on your face as you lead her back toward their shared suite. Once inside, she kicks off her flip-flops and heads straight for the mini bar, opening it up to reveal a small selection of bottles and cans. "What would you like to drink?" she asks innocently, turning to face you with a smile that could melt even the coldest heart.

"Well..." Lyra hesitates again before continuing. "I'm not really close with my family either... I mean, we get along okay, but we don't see each other very often." She takes another bite of her food, feeling a little self-conscious now that the conversation has turned back to herself.

The rest of lunch passes in a comfortable silence as they finish eating and enjoy the beautiful view from the restaurant window. Lyra can't help but wonder if maybe you could be someone she could get close with...

"No, not for a few hours," Lyra says with a small smile. She knows what you're implying, and her cheeks flush again at the thought of spending more time with you. "We could... we could do something else if you want."

The offer hangs in the air between them, heavy with unspoken possibilities. Lyra glances down at her hands, nervously twisting her fingers together as she waits for your response.

She leads you back upstairs to her room and locks the door behind you. "Can I take that as a yes?" she asks with a playful smile before pushing you against the door and kissing you hungrily. Her hands wander over your body, unbuttoning your shirt and fumbling with his belt buckle in a desperate attempt to get closer to you.

"I've been thinking about this since I saw you at the pool," she whispers between kisses as she helps you out of your clothes. "

She takes your cock in her hand and strokes it slowly, looking up at you through her lashes. Her breath hitches when she feels you growing harder under her touch. She drops to her knees and takes your length into her mouth, sucking gently as she runs her tongue along the underside.

"Mmm... you taste so good," she moans around you, her hands massaging your balls.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes exactly what she has to do. "Oh... okay..." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her trembling hands before unrolling the condom and carefully placing it over your erection. Her fingers brush against your skin as she does this, sending another wave of heat coursing through her body.

Once the condom is in place, Lyra looks up at you with a mix of embarrassment and desire in her eyes. "Is that... correct?" she asks nervously.

Lyra hesitates for just a moment, biting her lip as she looks up at you with uncertainty in her eyes. But then she leans in closer, her warm breath ghosting over the head of your cock as she begins to wrap her soft lips around the tip.

She sucks gently at first, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head as she gets used to the taste and feel of you. As she grows bolder, she takes more of you into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks harder.