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“Tu sei bellissima,” he whispered,
dragging out each word. He kissed her again, hard, and took a handful of her
wet hair and moved her head so that her ear was next to his mouth. “That’s
Italian and it means, ‘You are gorgeous.’”
Her hands were suddenly in his hair, sliding down his neck,
over his biceps. It had been too long since he’d had sex. The last time was
three months ago, in Argentina at a backpackers hostel when he was lonely and a
little drunk. Even before he kissed that waitress, he knew it was wrong because
he felt nothing, only a release of energy when he climaxed. With Skylar, he
knew it was wrong also, but in so many different ways and for so many different
reasons.
“Your hair,” he murmured. He skimmed his hands along her
bare back under the water, and the blue shimmer of the pool danced on her skin.
“Look at how beautiful it is floating in the water. You’re a mermaid.”
He gathered the ends of her floating tresses and captured
her bottom lip in his mouth, but she squeezed his shoulders and slipped out of
his kiss. “A mermaid. Yeah, right.”
“Okay, how about a sirena, luring me to
danger? Is that better? A siren?” Luca grinned wide and pressed his mouth to
hers again. He hadn’t wanted a woman this much in years. Maybe not ever. Their
bodies made ripples in the water. His hands drifted low, down to her round ass,
and he squeezed. God, her body felt incredible in his hands. And she was dangerous. His little siren. “Let’s move to a drier spot.”
She unwrapped her limbs from his body, and he led her out of
the water. They stood there on the tiled pool deck for a moment, not kissing,
just staring at each other while droplets of water ran down their legs. Luca
played with Skylar’s long hair, tugging it and running his hands carefully over
the damp, chestnut waves.
“I can’t wait to play with you all night long,” he murmured.
“Can’t wait to watch that beautiful mouth of yours kissing and licking and
sucking every part of me.”
She opened her mouth in surprise. “Wow.”
“What?”
“Nothing. You’re just…very forward, that’s all.”
“Do you like that?” he murmured.
Her eyes drifted down and she stroked his bare chest with a
hesitant touch. She explored the ridges of his muscles, her fingertips
fluttering across his pectorals and pausing to circle his nipples, but she said
nothing.
“You’re stunning, Skylar Shaw,” he said to draw her out of
her shell.
“You’re pretty stunning yourself, Luca-without-a-last-name.”
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