After a long, snowy winter in Colorado, all private detectives Parr Matley and Gaius Whitlock want is some time to soak in some sun. While on a Caribbean cruise, they plan to spend their nights living out fantasies and spicing up their sex life.
But when a Siamese cat watches them make love one night, and then changes into a beautiful woman right before running away, their curious natures get the best of them. They hunt her down, intent on learning her secrets, and playing with her body.
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Excerpt
Gaius started to lick Parr’s shoulder, his still hard cock throbbing deep in his lover’s ass. Parr bundled up the soaked towel and threw it to the floor, groaning when Gaius used his heavy body to roll them over, pinning Parr beneath him.
“Looks like I might be up for another ride.”
“It’s been a long time since you’ve done that. I’ll take it and love it.” Parr closed his eyes and sighed at the first tender thrusts. He knew he’d be sore the next morning but he didn’t care. Hell, if Gaius was up for it, he could fuck him three or four times that night. Parr would gladly take every thrust his longtime lover would give him.
He focused on the balcony as Gaius continued to fuck him, his strokes slow and even. A movement outside caught his eye and he opened his eyes wide, trying to focus. “Stop. Stop.”
“No, oh Parr, baby, don’t make me stop. I know you’ll be sore, but I’ll make it up to you, I –”
“We got company.”
Gaius’s movements stilled completely. “What?” He flattened himself against Parr’s body.
“Look. A cat.” Parr pointed toward the balcony where a sleek Siamese cat stood watching them intently.
“I’ll be damned. On a cruise ship?” Gaius started to move again, slowly at first and then building up. “Maybe he just wanted to watch me fuck you.”
“Yeah,” Parr said with a laugh. He closed his eyes and savored the feel of Gaius’s cock, then opened them again when he stopped. “Quit teasing me. Fuck me, dammit.”
Parr turned his head to look at his lover, whose eyes were focused on the balcony. He followed his gaze. The cat was gone and a naked woman stood in its place, her short, blonde hair shining in the moonlight. Her hands were on her breasts, but her eyes were fastened on the two men.
Then, suddenly, she gasped, stepping backward. The woman changed into a cat, and jumped onto the balcony railing, leaping to the next railing.
Gaius pulled out of his lover and bounded to the balcony, Parr right after him. They both watched, dumbfounded, as the cat jumped from balcony to balcony before finally disappearing from their view.
“Son of a bitch,” Gaius said. “What the hell was that?”