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The fact she’s a goddess walking this earth renders that statement ridiculous and I say huskily, “He was surprised because I am never interested in the women I meet.”
“Oh.” She sounds unsure and I shrug.
“Like my namesake, I prefer hunting. I prefer my occupation and I need to keep my emotions in check to do it well.”
“Your occupation?” She sounds nervous and I don’t sugar coat it.
“I told you. I am a contract killer and so is my brother. He is suffering from his emotions, and I don’t intend on making the same mistake.”
“So, your interest in, um, me–”
She breaks off with an embarrassed cough. “Tell me about that.”
It makes me smile because even though she’s embarrassed, she’s curious, too.
“I can’t. It’s never happened before. I’m still working out why you fascinate me so much.”
“At least you are honest.”
She signals the horse to move a little faster and says over her shoulder, “I’ll be interested to see where your interest takes us.”
As she gallops off toward the olive trees, I know exactly where my interest will take us, but I must tread carefully because, as my father said, she is a guest in our home and I don’t want to take advantage of her when she should be under our protection. But if she wants it too, well, that’s a different story entirely.
We make our way through the olive trees, and I explain the process of production. When we reach a clearing, I say quickly, “We should let the horses rest. There’s a stream nearby they can drink from.”
“Okay.” She appears a little hot herself and as the sun is still intense, I have an idea that will test my infatuation a little further.
I jump down and allow my horse to roam free and she says with wide eyes. “What if he runs off?”
“He won’t.” I shrug. “He is my horse, and he does what I tell him to.”
Her eyes glitter and her face blushes an enticing pink as she bites her bottom lip and whispers, “Do you always expect your, um, animals to do what you say?”
“Of course.” I reach up to lift her off the horse and as she falls into my arms, I whisper against her ear, “I expect it from my women, too.”
I’m in no hurry to release her and gently nuzzle her neck and whisper, “I think you’re interested, Melissa. You want to discover what it’s like being with a man like me. It’s why you agreed to go away with Apollo. We are different from what you are used to. Something a little dirty perhaps, allowing you to step out of your safe little world into one where you have no control.”
She shivers against me, and I slide my hands under her t-shirt, caressing the soft skin of the woman I physically ache to touch.
She gasps as my fingers explore her skin, reaching her breast and inching under the elastic.
I dip my head and lick her neck, the sweat tasting salty on my tongue and then I burn a trail to that tempting mouth and edge my tongue inside, daring her to refuse me.
She wraps her tongue around mine and moans softly and I unfasten her bra with one hand and cup her soft tits in my hand, whispering, “Is this what you fantasized about, little one? Is this the way you like it, out in the open with nobody around to save you?”
Her breath is fast and her nipples hard and she moans, “Yes.”
I spin her around, so her back is against a tree and tear off her t-shirt, her bra following. She is like a wood nymph, naked from the waist up against the tree trunk, my body the only screen from anyone passing by.
I step back and tear off my own t-shirt, loving how her eyes burn with lust as I flex my muscles in the sunlight.
I know she wants this; it’s written all over her face and I step toward her and say huskily, “Tell me to stop and I will.”
I raise my eyes and she shakes her head, gasping, “I should say no. I’ve, um, well, kissed your brother. It’s not right.”
I slam my hand against the trunk, pinning her to the tree and stare deep into her eyes and whisper, “But you didn’t fuck him.”
“No.” Her eyes are heavy with lust, and I have never seen anything so magnificent before and I move my hand to her waist and say softly, “So, if I removed these, you wouldn’t mind?”
