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“Wanting to get back to me had nothing to do with it?” I asked.
“The videos you sent may have had a non-zero amount of influence on my decision,” he admitted.
I sniffed loudly. “You don’t even stink!”
“I took a bath in the Pacific Ocean this morning. But trust me, I still need a thorough cleaning. I’ve been dreaming about my shower.”
I helped him limp up the stairs to the mansion; he insisted he wasn’t injured, just stiff from six days of running. Tristan and the rest of the staff weren’t surprised by his sudden arrival, which confused me.
“I was told of his plans,” Tristan admitted while Pierce disappeared down the hall to his bedroom. “He wanted it to be a surprise. We’re having a special meal tonight to celebrate.”
“More special than every other night?” I asked. “With a private chef here, it’s not like we’re eating Hamburger Helper.”
“We are having Pierce’s favorite meal. I am certain you will enjoy it.”
I was feeling greasy from the sunscreen, so I took my own shower and changed into a sundress. When I came out of my room, Pierce was walking down the hall. He was rubbing a towel into his hair, and he was now clean-shaven.
“Feel better?” I asked.
“Much better. I took a shower, then soaked in the bath, then took another shower.”
I kissed him lightly. “I’m excited about this special dinner. And I want to hear all about your race!” I turned and began walking toward the kitchen.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.
I turned and frowned. “I was going to get us some drinks. Do you feel like beer, or—”
I yelped as Pierce grabbed my arm and yanked me toward my bedroom door. He shoved me inside, smirking wolfishly at me. He kicked the door closed behind him and stalked toward me like I was his prey.
“Oh no you don’t,” he said quietly. “Drinks can wait. I’m not letting another second pass before I do what I’ve been fantasizing about.”
“And what have you been fantasizing about?” I asked, biting my lip.
“This.”
He kissed me roughly, biting my lower lip. Then he shoved me down onto the bed, pulled up my sundress, yanked aside my panties, and buried the tip of his cock into my waiting lips.
Pierce pushed deeper into me, and soon I was so drenched that he filled me with ease. He covered me with his body, smelling of minty toothpaste and soap and cologne as he took me quickly. His lips never left mine as he ravaged me. He was like a man possessed, surrendering to his animal instincts as he drove into me with greater speed. I savored the mindless drive of his body until he held me tightly in his arms and came, exhaling a long moan with our foreheads pressed together, noses brushing and his eyes gazing passionately into mine.
“Okay,” he murmured into my neck as he relaxed. “Now let’s get those drinks.”
A storm was blowing in, so we took dinner in the dining room. I anxiously watched as the servers brought covered trays out to each of us. When all four were placed, they simultaneously removed the tops to reveal them all at once.
I stared down at my plate in confusion.
“This is the special meal?” I asked. “A burger and fries?”
Pierce picked up his burger with both hands and immediately took a bite. “Not just any burger. A double smash burger with extra cheese.” Without putting the burger down, he wiped grease away from his chin with his arm. “I’ve been dreaming of this burger. Oh my God.”
“One of the few things you Americans perfected,” Tristan admitted while cutting his burger in half.
“Alejandro makes the fries perfect,” Andrew agreed. “Nice and crispy.”
I took a bite of my own burger. The patties were thin and surprisingly crispy around the edges. I had to admit: it tasted amazing.
While we ate, Pierce told us about the race. He described each day, and all the wildlife he saw: toucans, snakes, tarantulas, and even a sloth. We spent much of the time laughing and teasing him for doing something so rugged despite being one of the wealthiest people on the planet.
“I don’t see how those two facts are related in any way,” Pierce argued.
