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“I know you did,” he says. “I felt you clamp tight around me.”
I can’t seem to get Miller and Janine out of my head, though. “Can we get out of the room for a while?”
“Sure. Get a swimsuit on. Let’s go check out the beach.”
* * *
After exploring the beach,we end up settling near a pool that serves drinks and appetizers. Daddy smirks when I have to order a virgin margarita because I’m not even nineteen yet.
“Legal drinking age in Mexico is eighteen,” Daddy says when the server walks away. “It’s why so many college kids come here for vacations.”
I shrug and play with my napkin. “I think I’ll stay sober. I’m hoping to do more of what we did upstairs.”
He opens his mouth to respond, but he squints at something over my shoulder. Of course, I turn around to find that Miller and Janine are sitting at a table not far from us. Janine is ignoring us, her arm wrapped through Miller’s. But my ex, he’s looking directly at me and he doesn’t look happy.
“They heard us,” I say quietly as I turn back to Daddy.
He reaches across the table and holds my chin in his hand. “Good. Then your ex knows he’s not getting you back after he’s done with her.”
“Even if you weren’t here, he wouldn’t have gotten me back, not after sleeping with Janine. I’d never let him be my first after tossing me aside.”
Daddy’s fingers tighten on my chin when I mention that Miller would have been my first.
“I guess going back to the room is out of the question,” he says.
“Maybe weshouldchange rooms.”
“I have a better idea. We haven’t really unpacked. If we check out now, will you get any of your money back?”
I shrug. “I don’t know, but I doubt it.”
“Let’s go get our bags. I think you’ll like what I have in mind.”
* * *
My eyes widenas we drive through a wrought-iron gate. There’s a long driveway curving up a hill that leads to a mini mansion. The driver Daddy hired moves slowly up the drive but veers onto a smaller path at Daddy’s direction. He pulls up to a guest house that’s much smaller than the main house, but not what I’d call small.
Daddy gets out and takes our bags from the driver. They talk for a moment in Spanish. I only pick up a word here or there, enough to know that Daddy will need another ride in a few days.
“Let’s go inside,” Daddy says as he takes our bags.
Nerves coil tight in my stomach. I want this to happen, but at the same time can’t believe it’s happening and am nervous I’m going to mess it up somehow.
Instead of taking me to the bedroom, Daddy shows me the layout of the three bedroom, four bathroom guest house that belongs to his boss. I would have called this a pool house, except it has its own private backyard with a small lap pool of its own and a view of the ocean.
“Why don’t we take a swim,” he says.
“Now? I thought you brought me here to…” I circle my hands as I search for the right words.
Daddy smiles at me. “Oh, I want to fuck you, and I will. But only once you relax.”
“I’m relaxed,” I lie.
He chuckles as he holds his hand out to me. “Swim first. Sex later.”
I put my hand in his and let him tug me closer. He leans down and kisses me. Everything else seems to fade into the background. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on.
His palms slide down my back. I feel his hands fist in the skirt of my sun dress, gathering the material in his hands. When he takes a step back, Daddy lifts my dress, slipping it off over my head.
