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I blink at her for a moment, wondering how she knows him, and then of course I remember that Dahlia must have met him.
“He’s good,” I say carefully. “Though now that I’m thinking of it, perhaps it would be better if he stayed in Venice. He has a business to run.”
“Is he running the Red Room?”
I stare at her for a moment. “You’ve been there?”
A coquettish smile appears. “Remember when you said I didn’t seem squeamish about fucking in public?”
I attempt to smile back but it falters on my face. So I had fucked Dahlia in the Red Room in front of everyone and I have no memory of it. Iwantto have a memory of that. I want to have a memory of her face, what she looked like, the way everyone else watched. I want that and I can never have that.
The realization is a kick to the gut.
I erased my grief, but I also erased mylife.
“Val,” she says in a hush. She places her fingers at my cheekbone. “It’s okay.”
“What happens when I want to remember?” I ask her, my jaw going tight.
“Then I’ll tell you what happened,” she says. “More than that, I’ll help you remember.”
“I won’t…”
“But I’ll still show you,” she says softly, gazing at me with such tenderness that I feel even weaker than before.
Somewhere in this large cistern there’s the sound of a door opening, and I know other hotel guests are coming to enjoy the hot bath, ruining our privacy.
Rose’s eyes go over my shoulder to the door and her eyes crinkle at the corner impishly.
“What?” I ask and then her fingers flutter in the space between us and I know she’s just used a cloaking spell on us.
“Did it work?” she whispers. “I’m kind of new to this.”
I glance over my shoulder at the couple that just walked in, both guys in their late forties. They should be able to see us but they don’t and they place their robes on the benches before going down the steps into the tub, wearing Speedos so bright it hurts my eyes.
One of them remarks on how hot the water is, and the other mentions how nice it is to have the whole place to themselves.
I look back at Rose. “I don’t think they can see us.”
She bites her lip for a moment, her eyes going a warm green. “Good.”
Then she reaches down and grabs my cock, giving it a squeeze through my swim shorts, which I admit leave nothing to the imagination. I haven’t been swimming in one hell of a long time, so naturally I had to pick up a pair at the hotel gift shop too. Seems the swimwear in Turkey has gotten a lot more risqué since the 1920s.
“Rose,” I say through a gasp.
She just grins and looks over my shoulder again while her grip on my cock only gets tighter. “Don’t worry, they don’t seem to hear us either.”
“They’re going to see the whirlpool forming when I fuck the hell out of you.”
She brings my cock right out, running her hand from base to tip. “Then we’ll do what vampires do best and compel them to forget. Otherwise they’ll be saying this place is haunted.” She pauses, giving the head a squeeze and causing a moan to fall from my lips. “Besides, what were you just saying about fucking in public?”
“I was saying I’m fucking good at it,” I growl, grabbing her by her hair and pulling her face toward mine, kissing her so hard I know I’m leaving her breathless.
Rose moans into my mouth as I press her up against the wall of the pool, our bodies pressing together as I deepen the kiss. My hands roam over her body, cupping and squeezing her breasts through her bikini top, feeling her nipples harden under my touch.
She lets out a whimper as I break the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck and collarbone. My hands slide down her body, gripping her ass as I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I press her harder against the wall.
I grind my cock against her, feeling how wet she is through the thin material of her bikini bottoms. She gasps, her nails digging into my back as I reach between us, pulling the material aside to slide two fingers inside her.
