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We reached the door at the end of the hall, and Alex opened it for me, giving my ass a playful squeeze as I stepped past him.

The room was stunning. It was a huge master bedroom, circular shaped, the windows all along the far end looking out onto the front of the boat and the ocean beyond. The moon was big and full, placed right in the center window in almost cinematic perfection. Between the view and the man, it felt like something out of a dream.

The bed was massive, too. Alex and I stepped over to it, and, with a smile on my face, I guided him into a sitting position. He grinned as he sat, his cock pointing straight up. I spread my legs and moved over top of him, lowering myself slowly.

“F…fuck,” I moaned as he entered me once more.

Alex placed his hand on the small of my back, turning his body and bringing his back against the headboard, me still on top of him. He sat up, wrapping his arm around my waist and pressing my body to his as I rode him. I rolled my hips, grinding on him, savoring the feeling of his cock inside of me.

It felt so good, so damn good that all I could do was rest my forehead on his shoulder as I rode him. His hands moved all over my body, as if there was so much of me that he wanted to touch that he couldn’t linger in any one particular place. He cupped my breasts, teasing my nipples as the third orgasm drew closer and closer.

“Come for me,” he growled into my ear, his breath hot and his voice commanding. “Do it, gorgeous.”

I couldn’t resist any longer, nor could I come up with any sassy words to throw in his direction. The third orgasm broke, and I arched my back as it rushed through me, the intensity and ecstasy like nothing else. This time, Alex came with me. With a hard grunt, he exploded deep inside, his cock pulsing as he shot himself deep. The sensation of him erupting inside me was enough to bring my pleasure to a new level, to make me feel like my body was about to come apart at the seams.

As the orgasm faded, all I could do was collapse on top of him. Alex wasted no time wrapping his arms around me, holding me close as our bodies melted together.

* * *

The two of us stayed like that for a little while and held one another as we watched the moon. His hand moved back and forth over the curve of my hip, the slow, rhythmic sensation enough to lull me tantalizingly close to sleep.

I finally drifted off, but it was only for a second. I shook my head and snapped back into alertness, sitting up in bed.

“I need to go.”

Alex sat up slowly, regarding me with an expression of mild concern.

“Something wrong?”

“No, nothing’s wrong. In fact, everything’s right.”

He smiled slightly. “In that case, why not stay? I can drive you back to your place in the morning.”

God, it was a tempting offer. The idea of drifting off to sleep with him, waking up to the blue sky over the Mediterranean, maybe even grabbing a little breakfast at some cute, seaside café… it was about the most perfect thing imaginable.

I shook my head. “I have too much to get done before the flight tomorrow. I still need to pack and clean the apartment.”

Alex didn’t seem bothered. In fact, he struck me as more amused than anything else.

“You Americans, always in such a hurry. At least let me drive you back to your place.”

That was a tempting offer—too tempting, in fact. I knew the longer I was around him, the more likely I’d say, “screw it” and give in to spending the night.

“Very nice of you, but that’s OK.”

“It’s not just a matter of being nice,” he countered, his voice taking on a more serious tone. “It’s a matter of your safety. Even a town like this, sleepy as it may seem, is no place for a woman to be walking alone in the dead of night.”

There was something strange about his words, something that caught my attention. It seemed he wasn’t just casually stating that, but more like heknewthere was danger,knewwhat was lurking out there, as if he had first-hand experience.

I pushed it out of my head and spoke. “I wasn’t planning on walking. There’s this thing called Uber, after all.” I smiled, letting him know I was only messing around.

“Ah, true. In that case, I’ll leave you to it.” Without another word, he rolled off the bed and stepped over to the closet, my eyes lingering on his perfect ass.

I hurried out of the room, and back downstairs to where the pile of my clothes lay . I pulled on my underwear, then grabbed my phone seeing that Colette had sent me a text twenty minutes ago.

Sorry to be a mommy, but you’re OK?

I smiled, grateful that she was looking out for me.