I stood outside Ibiza airport, waiting for my best friend, Georgia. She had phoned to say she was almost there, but I was growing anxious waiting in such a busy place.
This whole trip was making me nervous. I hadn't left New York in six years, the only reason I'd come was because Georgia had begged me.
The loud burst of a horn made me jump, and I turned to see Georgia waving like a maniac, driving a white jeep. She parked in front of the queue of cabs, leaping out gracefully.
"Wow, you look amazing!" I exclaimed as she threw her arms around me.
She was wearing a tiny lace top and denim shorts, her blonde hair piled on top of her head.
"Thanks, it's all the sex and sun." She giggled, pulling back to look at me.
Her eyes narrowed, and I shifted from one foot to the other. Georgia was never good at hiding her true feelings, and I knew I was going to face an interrogation.
"You look pale, and you have awful dark circles. Have you been sleeping enough?"
I wasn't offended by her comments. She was the only person who knew about my past, and her concern was the reason I loved her so much.
"Of course not! I've been out every night drinking and screwing any guy I can find!" I joked, rolling my eyes.
"Sophie, I'm being serious! I shouldn't have left you for so long..."
The guilt in her voice made me feel awful.
"Georgia, stop! I'm fine, don't you dare feel guilty about going away."
"Ok, ok. Let me put your case in the car."
She lifted my case into the trunk, and I heard wolf whistles from some of the cab drivers.
"Adios chicos!" She drawled, waving at them.
They didn't even give me a second glance which was a relief. As we buckled up, I sank into the seat. The air conditioning was a welcome relief, and I sighed happily as Georgia drove out of the airport.
She turned on the radio and a cheesy Spanish song blared out.
I felt a surge of love for her as she sang along. It felt like forever since she had left New York to travel around Europe.
"It's so good to see you." I said, reaching over to squeeze her arm.
"You too! I know this is completely out of your comfort zone, but you won't regret it."
I nodded, still not convinced that she was right.
"I'm looking forward to meeting Richard as well."
As soon as she had told me about him, I had looked online. There had been no shortage of information or photographs. Richard and his brother, James, owned an exclusive private members' club called Graves. They had hotels and nightclubs all over Europe.
"Oh, Soph. He's not like any guy I've met before. He's amazing. So handsome, and oh my God, the sex! His cock-"
"Georgia, shut up!" I shouted, putting my hands over my ears.
She started laughing, and I couldn't help but join in.
"Let me meet the guy before I get all the dirty details!" I giggled, shaking my head.
We stopped at some traffic lights and she nudged me playfully.
"Who knows, you might meet someone. A holiday romance would do you the world of good."
I sighed, shaking my head.
"I can't even remember the last time you got laid!" She exclaimed, her brow furrowed.
My cheeks flushed.
"I am more than capable of taking care of my urges. In fact, it's much quicker to do it yourself. I don't need a partner."
"Urges? Quicker to do it yourself? Honey, you need to get laid. You've forgotten how good it feels.
I snorted, and she slapped her palm on the steering wheel.
"I know! It was the guy from Detroit, wasn't it? Shit, that was nearly two years ago!"
"Don't remind me!" I groaned, putting my face in my hands.
"Oh God! He kept calling you Stacey, didn't he? I remember now."
"Hmm, I can't say I have fond memories. In fact, it supports my previous statement. DIY is the best way."
She muttered something as we pulled away from the lights.
"Don't you dare try to set me up with someone!" I warned. "Just because you're loved up and having amazing sex."
"I wouldn't dare, Sophie!" she said, a mischievous smile on her face.
Keen to change the subject, I asked to hear about where we were staying.
Georgia started chatting excitedly, and before I knew it, we had pulled up to a massive iron gate.
"Welcome to Casa Del Verde."
The gates opened, and we travelled up a long driveway. I was starting to feel intimidated. Why had I agreed to come here? By the time we had parked, I felt like I was going to throw up.
"Wait till you see inside! Come on." Georgia chirped, jumping out the car.
She linked her arm in mine as we walked through the entrance.
The man who opened the door was so handsome, I momentarily forgot my concerns. Georgia handed him the car keys, and he promised my case would be in my room shortly. I was so distracted by his looks that I barely listened to a word he said.
"Stick your tongue in!" She whispered, elbowing me in my side.
"He works here? He should be on a runway in Paris!" I whispered, glancing back over my shoulder.
She laughed loudly,
"It's nice to see you appreciate a good looking man for once, Sophie."
I snorted as she continued her tour.
"This is one of the more exclusive resorts. We're staying in the private villa, but there are fifty rooms in the main building.
I nodded, trying to focus on what she was telling me. It didn't reassure me one bit. This place was going to be full of stuck up rich people. I couldn't think of anything worse.
Georgia introduced me to a beautiful Asian woman who was stood behind the reception desk.
"Hi Kim. This is my best friend, Sophie."
She smiled and held her hand out for me to shake.
"Pleasure to meet you."
"As you have never stayed with us before, I need you to complete some forms."
I nodded and took it from her. Georgia beckoned me over to the leather chairs.
"€30,000 for one month's guest membership?" I gasped, far louder than I had intended.
I glanced around and noticed that Kim was trying not to laugh. Georgia giggled loudly as I sat down, my face burning with embarrassment.
"That's nothing to the people who join."
I raised my eyebrows,
"As long as I don't have to pay it! My credit card won't stretch that far."
She shook her head,
"Of course not, silly! You just need to sign the non disclosure form. It protects the privacy of all the guests & members."
"Why do they need protecting?" I asked, feeling suspicious.
"Richard and James want all the guests to relax and feel comfortable."
I signed the form and Georgia handed it back to Kim.
"Right, let me show you around. I can't wait for you to see the villa!"
She pointed out the path to the beach and the stairs that led to a rooftop restaurant. Eventually, we reached a wall with a wrought-iron gate. She punched in a keypad code and it opened smoothly.
"Welcome to paradise!" She said, holding out her arms.
So far everything had looked immaculate and modern. This area was much more rustic and I immediately felt more relaxed.
An L-shaped white building was facing us, covered in honeysuckle and magnolia. There were steps leading up to several doors, all brightly coloured.
"Wow, this is incredible." I exclaimed, walking over to smell some bright lilac flowers.
"I know. Wait till you see the pool!"
I followed her through an archway covered in vines. A large infinity pool sparkled in the sun, the scent of surrounding jasmine overpowering.
She pointed at some stairs ahead of us.
"So, your room is opposite James. Graham and Johnny are around the front, and I'm with Richard on that side."
I looked up at where she was pointing and saw a bright blue door.
"It's beautiful. I can't wait to see inside!" I exclaimed, genuinely feeling excited.
"It is so cute. You can freshen up and unpack before dinner later. I can't wait for you to meet everyone, Graham and Johnny are such great guys."
"What is Richard's brother like?" I asked, following her up the stairs to my room.
"James is only interested in two things, partying and sex. I don't think you'll have much in common." She said, winking at me.
I fell back onto the king sized pine bed and closed my eyes. The white sheets felt cool against my back.
The room was perfect. It was a light blue colour and had wooden flooring. The bed filled most of the space but there was a little sofa and TV, and a generous sized bathroom.
After Georgia had left and my suitcase had arrived, I jumped into the shower. It felt so good to be cooling down and getting out of my sweaty clothes.
The bathroom contained complimentary toiletries, all locally sourced. I tried a bit of each one, surprised at how glossy the conditioner left my hair and how soft my skin felt. For the first time in ages, I felt vibrant and refreshed.
I'd fallen asleep quickly, a peaceful and deep sleep which was rare for me.
I got the shock of my life when I woke up suddenly with a jolt. I heard a door slide open and the murmur of voices. My heart raced as I sat up and my chest tightened. It took me a few seconds to realise the noise was from outside my room.
Just like that, I was back to feeling on edge.
Anxiety and fear engulfed me.
How could I ever move on when I was still so scared?
I wandered over to the mirror and ran my fingers through my hair. I had fallen asleep with it still damp and it now fell down my shoulders in chocolate coloured tangles.
I had just finished combing it, when I heard a loud moan of pleasure.
I froze and listened, I could hear heavy breathing as well. Curiosity got the better of me, I stood up and peered out of the balcony door.
Bent over the railings was a woman, her bikini top pulled down and breasts exposed. A man was fucking her hard from behind, making her moan and gasp with every thrust.
For a second I forgot what they were doing and stared at his face.
He had to be the hottest man I had ever seen. He was biting his lip, his eyes squeezed shut. The look on his face was enough to make me weak at the knees.
My eyes wandered over his body and I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest. His tanned and broad shoulders tensed as he held the woman in place.
Unable to pull my eyes away from his closed ones, I stood still and watched. A warm rush exploded in my core as I heard him groan.
"Oh God, James. Harder. Fuck me harder." The woman pleaded, her hands reaching behind to grab him.
"Be quiet, Bella." He groaned, annoyed at her interruption.
Bella didn't let his response put her off, and she carried on moaning.
"Fuckkkk. I'm gonna come." he moaned, grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing it hard in his palm.
I knew I should move away, but watching this was doing things to me I couldn't control. I was getting wet, I couldn't remember a time I had ever felt so turned on. All the anxiety had gone, instead replaced with lust.
I squirmed and squeezed my thighs together, imagining what it would feel like if he was touching me. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand had moved down my stomach and under my towel.
It was that moment he opened his eyes and our gazes locked. I could see a look of surprise on his face.
Then my towel fell open, exposing my naked body and my fingers reaching between my legs. His eyes widened as he looked me up and down. Then he grinned, pumping his cock harder into the woman.
My cheeks burnt red and I rushed away from the doors, leaving my towel on the floor...