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We skip dessert, but he leans over and asks me if I’d like to have a swim in the pool at his suite, since I’m wearing my bikini and all.

My heart races in my chest at being alone with him, without prying eyes, even though this is what I’ve been wanting since he kissed me.

Now that it’s happening, I can’t help the nerves that dance in my stomach as he takes my hand when we leave the bar and make for the elevator.

It’s the longest freaking ride of my life, and I fear it’s just the beginning.

I wanted this. Oh, I did.

But now that we’re heading to his room, a slight bit of trepidation hits me at full force, yet it isn’t enough to have me change my mind.

Nothing is. And that’s what scares me the most.

Chapter Thirteen

Lukas

So, I’m a schmuck. And definitely going to hell.

I lead Ariana up to my suite, but it feels more like the lion leading the lamb to his lair.

I thought about what she said, and it made no sense for me to tuck tail and run.

I don’t fucking run.

Not from her, not from anybody, even when I have their best interests at heart.

I’ve still no idea how I thought that was ever a plausible excuse. It isn’t.

I take what I want and fuck the consequences. However, with Ariana, everything is different.

We share an uncommon anomaly, and while it’s the white elephant in the room, I’m glad the subject of my son hasn’t come up tonight. It’s bad enough imagining them together. In fact, it twists my gut.

“Feel free to change in the guest bathroom,” I say, because I really fucking don’t want that, but it’s the gentlemanly thing to do.

She smiles tentatively as I make my way to the bedroom to change into my swimming trunks. When I come out, she’s already in the pool.

Fuck me if she hasn’t just dropped her halter dress on a sun lounger and is doing a lap in her hot pink bikini. I watch her glide through the water, with her hair tied up in a knot on her head.

I dive in and swim the whole length under the water, and only come up when I reach the end.

She laughs as I surface and shake my hair, splashing water on her.

It’s a beautiful night, balmy and hot, and there is nowhere else I’d rather be.

“The water’s nice,” she says as I grip the side, trying my best to keep my eyes at her eye level and not on her huge rack, busting out of her bikini top.

Jesus, I can’t wait to get those babies out and go to town.

Hold it, hot shot. She hasn’t agreed to sex.

She moves in front of me, and I hold her hips in place. Her mouth reaches mine before I know what’s happening, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her to me as I guide us back to the shallow end, her legs wrapping around my waist.

Okay, so maybe I was wrong. Maybe I’m getting a little rusty in my old age.

Her hot little tongue seeks entry into my mouth, and there’s no way I’m letting her lead the charge. I move my mouth to her bottom lip and suck on it as she gasps. When her back hits the wall, I push into her so she can feel my hard cock.

“Jesus,” she whispers.

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