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Stop comparing them, you idiot.
“Wow.” I breathed, drifting forward, wincing as my phone vibrated again. “You’re absolutely stunning.”
Her nerves got the better of her, clasping her hands in front of her lower belly. “I thought I’d feel empowered to strip, but now? Now, I’m a little nervous.”
“Don’t be.”
I wanted to be as brave as this girl.
It seemed women in this country weren’t afraid to chase what they wanted. Rita and Molly had come on to me. They’d touched me brazenly. And this lovely Greek girl had offered herself to me in the most perfect of ways.
The least I could do was make her feel her risk had been rewarded.
Gritting my teeth and forcing every thought of Neri from my mind, I stepped into her and took her hand.
Our eyes locked as I tugged her forward, and with as much confidence as I could, I placed her palm over my hard cock.
She gasped.
I shuddered.
Regret mingled with desire, a sick recipe that made me shake.
My voice was strained as I whispered, “That’s what seeing you naked has done to me.”
Liar, that’s what thinking about Neri has done.
Her eyes hooded. Her fingers gripped me. And the pain in my heart intensified until I feared I’d buckle to my knees and pass out.
Neri flashed through my mind; I shoved her out of it. If I stood any chance of surviving that girl, I had no choice but to do this. This was life or death...literally.
Not looking away, Rhea rubbed me through my shorts, then used her other hand to pop my button and pull down my zipper.
She didn’t speak as she pushed my shorts down my legs; the sound of my phone hitting the floor sent another wrenching pain through my chest. Panic flickered that my shell might’ve snapped from landing on the hard wood, but rage flowed, and I forced myself to focus.
Neri doesn’t exist.
Not tonight.
Not in my future.
She had somehow corrupted my every thought, and it was finally time I took back control.
I have to do this.
I’m going to do this.
Fisting the hem of my t-shirt, I yanked it over my head. It fluttered to the floor soundlessly.
Rhea sucked in a breath as she studied me. “Wow yourself.” Her right hand kept stroking me through my boxer-briefs while her left trailed over the ridges of my abdomen.
Working with heavy scuba equipment and using my core to stay stable on the sea helped keep me in shape, but most of my strength came from the nightly torture I put myself through.
Nights were the hardest.
Nights were full of whispers to sneak into Neri’s bedroom and torment her with a visit for a change.
Nights were when my self-control frayed to the point of non-existence.
Push-ups, crunches, and twenty-minute-long planks were my medicine against the sickness she’d given me.
Rhea’s fingers hooked in my boxers, tugging them gently.
Her touch was confident but also wary, as if she expected me to shake my head and deny her.
Even though I battled with so many fucking things, I did what she wanted.
I stripped them off and kicked away my last piece of clothing, standing before her as bare as she stood before me.
Vulnerability shot down my back, followed by sadness I couldn’t understand.
I wanted this.
I needed this.
I just didn’t want it with her...
I grunted as her fingers wrapped around my bare cock.
My mind shot blank, giving me sanctuary from my agonising thoughts.
A bead of pre-cum welled as my balls tightened, and I schooled myself against the overwhelming intensity that touch always brought.
Instinct to run shot down my legs.
Despair to message Neri had fury tangling with lust.
Stop thinking about her!
Grabbing Rhea around the waist, I plucked her from the floor and carried her to the bed.
She laughed out loud as I tossed her down, her legs spreading, her breasts bouncing.
I crawled over her.
I slotted my hips between her thighs and hovered over her on my elbows.
If I was going to do this, I had to do it fast.
I had to lose what was keeping me trapped, and then...perhaps, when I was free, I could enjoy her again. Take my time and not have to fight the very crippling urge to run.
Lowering myself down, her eyes widened as she wriggled a little beneath my weight.
Her skin blazed against mine.
My heart pounded.
“You okay?” I strangled.
Funny how that word used to make me furious. It no longer did. I’d overcome that word. Just like I was about to overcome Neri.
The moment I thought of her, Neri’s soft voice echoed in my ears and the electrical charge that I always pretended didn’t exist when we touched shot through my blood, proving to me, in awful black and white, that I felt no chemistry when Rhea stroked me. No sting or spark or sharpness.
I groaned and fought for sanity.
My cock deflated a little, and I dropped my stare to Rhea’s perfect breasts, forcing all thoughts of Neri away.
