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“Exactly,” she said as if she’d proven a point.

“Now I’m confused.” I finally just picked her up, tossed her over my shoulder, and ran into the surf with her. She was screaming as I put her down, but I swallowed the sound with a hungry kiss. She settled against me, her hands playing in my hair as we kissed each other with increasing passion.

My hands moved up to her breasts, and I pushed the cups of her bikini aside. I thought she would flip out and try to cover herself, but she seemed to realize we had the beach to ourselves. I dipped down and sucked a nipple into my mouth. “Oh God,” she moaned and arched into me. I moved back and forthbetween them for a few moments before I stood up and pushed them together.

“You know I’m going to need to fuck these pretty tits before long, baby, right?”

She gave me a seductive smile. “I’d like that,” she said softly.

“Yeah?” I licked back into her mouth at the same time I pulled her swimsuit bottom to the side and pushed two fingers inside her. She gasped into my mouth with the intrusion. “That feels so good.”

I moved my thumb to her clit and worked quickly to get her off once before I slammed my hard cock inside her. I wanted her nice and wet so I wouldn’t hurt her. She started riding my hand and making gasping sounds before crying out my name and going weak in the knees as she came.

I took that as my cue. I grasped her around the waist with my arm, holding her up as I replaced my fingers with my dick and started thrusting into her, her juices coating me as the aftershocks of her climax fluttered around me.

“So fucking good,” I growled out as I slammed into her, holding her up so I wouldn’t knock her over with my intensity.

“Paolo,” she moaned, “please.”

“What, baby? What are you asking for?”

“You know.”

“You want me to make you come on my cock?”

She nodded. “Yes. Yes, please!” She bucked against me, and I didn’t need any more incentive. I thrust into her at the same time I massaged her clit and she came undone, screaming out my name.

I followed her immediately over the edge and we were both gasping and moaning into each other’s mouths as we kissed desperately, doing little to mask our sexual behavior. There was no one on the beach.

As we came down from the climax, I pulled her up into my arms and carried her back out of the water bride-style. Then I laid her down on the blankets and we snoozedthere, safe in each other’s arms until it was time to walk to the pier for lunch.

We devoured fish tacos and drank margaritas while we talked and laughed, sitting at a picnic table on the pier, and looking out at the water while the sun’s rays danced over the waves.

There was a light breeze, so it was neither too hot nor too cold.

It was a perfect day.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Paolo

“So, all in all, good work, team,” I said to the nurses and anesthesiologist who’d helped during that morning’s operation. “Keep up the good work. This team will be back together on…” I flipped through my online schedule, “next Wednesday. See you all then.”

Everyone got up to leave. It had been a long, exhausting surgery. I stood, did some neck rolls and a few stretches, and then shook my arms out. “Ms. Pinkoe,” I said, watching Jelly talking to one of the male nurses on the way out. One of thehandsomemale nurses.

She turned to look at me. “Yes, doctor?”

“Could I see you for a moment in my office?”

“Your office here on the surgery wing, or downstairs in the clinic?”

“Just the surgery wing. It won’t take but a moment.” I saw the male nurse watching us closely, like he was about to take up for Jelly. He must’ve thought I was going to ream her out over something. “I just wanted to compliment you on your work today.”

The male nurse smiled. He definitely had been worried about her. “I’ll catch you later, Jelly,” he said. “Maybe we can eat lunch together again.”

“Sounds good. I’ll try to talk Otto into giving us the extra large salads, too.”

“I don’t think you have to try very hard,” he laughed. “See you tomorrow,” he smiled at her.