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  No, I don’t, but being that it’s Levi we’re talking about here, I can venture a guess. Arching an eyebrow, I let the silence speak for itself.

  “We need to fuck it out of our systems.”

  10

  The look on Vista’s face is priceless. When I tell her we should have sex, her jaw drops so fast I’m surprised it doesn’t fall right off. I questioned my own sanity when the idea first struck me, but I’ve since concluded that it may be the only way to rid myself of this unrelenting desire I have for this girl.

  “You really are a son of a bitch,” she snarls, cold fury snapping in her eyes.

  It’s nothing I haven’t heard before, so if she thinks she can hurt my feelings with name calling, she’s sadly mistaken. “I hope you don’t kiss your mother with that mouth.” Tucking a hank of hair behind her ear, I cup the side of her face in my hand hoping that a softer approach will help her to see things my way. “Just hear me out, princess, before you go running that filthy mouth of yours again.”

  She opens that sexy ass mouth of hers again to spout off and I clamp my hand over it, silencing her. Her big brown eyes widen and I see the moment the fire ignites in them. With the arm I still have around her back I manage to secure her arms down at her sides before she has the chance to try to slap me again.

  “Sex isn’t dirty or bad, Vista. Not even between you and me. Four years ago, things happened that were beyond our scope of control and now we have a chance to make it right. We need to work this...whatever this is, out of our systems before it can claim any more of our lives. Don’t you agree?”

  Her eyes narrow in a way that suggests she’d much rather tear my balls off and make me eat them for dinner, but I’m not into that kind of kink, so I power on, determined to make her see this my way.

  “I want to be inside you, Vista. I’ve dreamed of sinking myself inside this perfect little body for years and now that you’re here, I can’t stop thinking about feeling your warm, wet heat wrapped around me. I bet you’re still tight as a fist, aren’t you?”

  The longer I talk, the more her muscles begin to relax and the more Vista leans her weight into mine. I bet she doesn’t even realize she’s doing it, but it’s encouraging.

  Bending my head down, I place my lips against the shell of her ear, dropping my voice to a whisper. “I see the way you watch me when you think I’m not looking,” I tell her, grinning to myself when I hear her subtle intake of breath and feel the way her body begins to tremble in my arms. “Can you really tell me that you haven’t imagined what it would feel like to have my dick inside you again? Buried so deep you can feel me in your stomach? We fit together perfectly, didn’t we, princess? We can have that again. All you have to do is say the word.”

  “Levi.” Her voice is soft and reedy and my cock grows hard as steel at the sweet sound of it.

  “Tell me you want me, princess,” I coax her. “It’s what we both want. All you have to do is give in, give your body what it wants, what it craves. Nobody has to know. It’s just us out here, alone. We can be as bad as we want to be.”

  I know the moment she’s made her choice. Vista’s body softens against mine and a defeated breath blows past her lips, coasting over the base of my neck in a soft caress that winds me up tighter than a bow.

  She doesn’t have to say the words for me to know she’s made her decision, and I’m not about to wait around for her to change her mind.

  Without wasting another moment, I swoop in, sealing my lips against hers. Vista’s body braces at the impact, her muscles freezing her in place for a moment before she melts into me. Her hands, now resting against my chest, slide up and around the back of my neck as she tilts her face up. The feel of her fingers latching onto my hair, of her nails scratching my scalp, drive me wild and I deepen the kiss, pushing my tongue into her mouth with the same ferocity I imagine using on the sweet spot between her legs.

  It’s damn near impossible to control myself around this woman. I feel like I’m eighteen all over again and she’s steamrolling over my entire world. Lost in her kiss, in the way her body responds to my touch, and in the way she grabs onto me like her next breath depends on it, only drives me deeper into insanity, because everything that’s happening right now is insane.

  Going against my father’s wishes is insane. Knowing the kind of PR nightmare this could produce if word got out about what we’re doing here and not giving a damn about any of it, is insane. Not giving a shit about anything aside from how fast I can get this woman naked and under me is perhaps the most insane thing of all, because I’m not this guy. I’m not the man who leads women on or forges relationships or even wants to. But Vista, she’s different. Vista is the type of woman who wants and deserves to be shown off, to be taken home to meet the parents. I’m not that guy, but I am the guy who will fuck her straight into next week, and when she leaves my bed, she’ll be smiling.

  Bending down, I scoop her into my arms, and rather than leave the water, I draw us deeper into its depths. This place is secluded. In all the time I’ve spent here, I’ve never happened across another soul, but it’s not worth the risk. I’ll be damned if I allow another pair of eyes to see what’s mine.

  I wade far enough in that if anyone stumbled across us, all they’d see is our head and shoulders poking out of its murky depths before I stop. Still able to touch the muddy bottom and retain some control, I put my years of training to good use and release the clasp on her bra.

  Breaking the kiss, Vista draws back, looking uncertain as ever. “Levi, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”

  “Maybe you need to shut up and enjoy yourself for once.” One at a time, I draw the straps of her bra down her slender shoulders, and she lets me. Which is answer enough, isn’t it?

  “What if someone catches us?”

  “They won’t.”

  “But what if they do?”

  “When was the last time you got out of your own head?” I ask, burying my face in that soft curve between her neck and shoulder. Her hands clutching me to her, Vista leans into me, encouraging me to continue.

  I kiss my way down her chest to breasts that are just as I remember—a small handful of silky, pale peach flesh. Perfect. Flicking my tongue across her soft rosebud nipple, she gasps, arching her back, and all the blood in my body rushes south.

  I’ve never been so hard or so desperate to be inside a woman in my life. Why does it have to be this woman who makes it happen? If only life came with easy answers and even easier solutions...

  Her skin is cold under my palm as the hand I have locked around her thigh skims higher to palm her ass. She shivers when my fingers find their way beneath the thin, soaked cotton of her panties, spreading wide enough to feel the heat of her core against the tips. But she’s far from being cold. Vista’s body is molten, the heat pouring off her in waves, warming the space between us enough that I no longer feel the cold either.

  “Tell me you want it,” I say as I lean in for another kiss. “Tell me you want my cock.”

  “God help me, I do. I want it,” Vista pants, squirming against me as I begin working her panties down. With her legs still wrapped around me, they don’t go far, but I’ve been in tighter spaces.

  My cock is so hard and eager it’s managed to free itself through the helpful slit in my boxers. Reaching down, I wrap my fist around it, giving it a few good pumps. “Tell me where you want it.”

  Hesitating, Vista kisses me instead. I smile against her mouth. For someone who uses profanity as often as she does, I find it amusing how quickly she clams up at the idea of talking dirty. Not a problem, though. I can talk dirty for the both of us.

  “You want it inside you, don’t you, princess? You want me to put my big, fat cock in your tight little pussy.”

  Moaning into my mouth, Vista churns her hips against mine. A plea to get moving? Holding my cock, I run the head through her slit, gliding easily through her silky folds. My whole body cringes and goosebumps erupt across every inch of my skin at the contact. I
want in her so bad I might come before I get there, but it’s been four years and I’ve spent so much time fantasizing about this moment that I’m not going to just jump right in.

  “There it is,” I purr, kissing her again as I continue to stroke my cock and tease her clit with every rock of my hips. “I think your pussy missed me. You’re so wet and—” I push the tip of my cock into her, breaching her walls before retreating again “—oh, fuck, yeah. I knew you’d be tight. As soon as I put it in, I’m going to come.”

  “Levi, now. Please.”

  Her breathy plea almost obliterates my resolve. “Not yet, princess. I want you to come first.”

  Reluctantly, I stop rubbing against her and place my hand between her breasts, applying gentle pressure. “Lay back for me, princess.”

  She looks unsure, but does what I tell her. Carefully, and with her ankles still locked together behind my back, I help her stretch out across the water’s surface until she’s floating.

  From this angle, with her laid out before me, the high afternoon sun filters through the canopy of trees, causing shards of light to reflect off the water’s surface and dance across her skin. She looks like a goddess and I want to worship her like one.

  Her panties are still around the tops of her thighs, impeding my plans to ravage her. Needing them gone, I take hold of the waistband and rip the thin material apart, leaving Vista completely bare before me.

  “What are we doing?” she asks, her eyes wide and a tremor of fear present in her voice.

  Despite the water, her pussy glistens with her wetness and I can’t tear my eyes away. Running my tongue over my lips, I tell her, “Not we. Me, and I’m about to do real bad things to you. Try to stay still and relax, princess. And keep your head above the water so you don’t drown.”

  I’m sure there was a complaint coming, but I don’t wait around to hear it. Sinking down into the water until it covers my shoulders, I hold her hips immobile and dive between her open legs, fitting my lips to hers, and devour her. Slick, warm heat greets my tongue and I lap it up, tasting the faint sweetness of peaches in the back of my throat. It doesn’t even matter that water is lapping against my face or that I have to hold my breath so I don’t drown. It’s worth it if I get to put my mouth on her.

  “Oh! Levi!” Vista jerks, and the water suddenly rushes up around her. Tearing my mouth away, I shift my hold on her and pull her back up the surface before she goes completely under.

  Her eyes are wide and I’m grinning as we stare at each other. “That was a close one,” I tell her, laughing. I almost expect her to come to her senses and tell me to stop, but she surprises me.

  “Don’t stop. Just…don’t stop.”

  Who am I to deny a woman her pleasure? Keeping my arms beneath her to help support her back so she doesn’t accidentally drown, I close my lips over her clit once again and suck. With the added security, Vista’s cries grow louder, echoing through the forest. With her arms splayed out and her legs wrapped around me, there isn’t much she can do besides lay back and take what I have to give her, and that’s exactly how I like it. I have total control over her body, and judging by the looks of it, she’s enjoying it, too.

  When I feel her muscles begin to tense and her shouts of pleasure suddenly cut off, I look up to make sure she’s still with me. Her eyes are screwed shut and her mouth is frozen open in a silent scream. Knowing she’s about to go over the edge, I flick my tongue over her clit like a man possessed until I feel the contractions against my tongue. Then, before she has a chance to ride out her orgasm, I surge up and drop her hips back into the water, pulling her down onto my cock.

  This time, Vista’s scream of shocked pleasure can’t be contained. I thrust deep, dropping my chin to my chest with a pained groan at how tight she is around me. I was right. She’s like a fist around my cock. It’s just as good as I remember which makes me fucking ecstatic. If she’s still tight as a virgin, then she can’t have been with too many men. My Neanderthal mind has been agonizing over the thought of other men being where I’ve been for longer than I’d like to admit, so knowing the numbers are low gives me back a shred of sanity I wasn’t sure I’d ever get back.

  “Shit, I—” I choke on my words, so overcome by the tide rising inside of me I’m unable form coherent sentences. “Vista!” White lightning shoots down my spine as I begin to come. Vista’s inner walls hug me as her muscles continue to contract, sucking at me like a vacuum. Just as I begin to spill inside her, a tiny ray of sanity works its way inside my brain and I pull out at the last second.

  Ice cold water floods my shaft. Any other time, it would have shriveled to half its size, but I’m already burning. I shoot my load onto Vista’s chest and stomach, shouting and gasping her name as it just. Keeps. Going.

  When it finally ends, it takes several minutes to catch my breath, and when I look up, Vista’s watching me. Her nails are imbedded in my forearms and a shy smile turns the corners of her mouth up, and she looks so unbelievably perfect that I can’t resist.

  With arms still vibrating from the power of my release, I pull her up. The water washes away the evidence of our union as I bring her up against my chest and kiss her.

  11

  The motorcycle engine was so loud that we didn’t speak a word to each other on the way home. I prefer it that way because what Levi and I did was a huge mistake. I can’t even begin to justify it to myself. I know what I did was wrong. It never should have happened. All I can do is blame it on a moment of weakness.

  Levi is my kryptonite. I’ve never shown good judgment where he was involved and I guess the saying that history repeats itself holds true here. Levi all but said that hooking up with each other was something he wanted and, perhaps now, expects to continue for the duration of my stay here.

  That just can’t happen. Aside from the emotional hit I’ve put myself at risk for, I can only imagine how many hundreds of ways this would spell disaster. Maybe not for Levi, the stunningly sexy and ultra-charming bad boy rich kid, but for me? The average girl whose mom married the rich guy? The press would drag my name through the mud and ruin me and any hope I have of a career in the medical field before I set foot off the elevator in the morning.

  The reality of this situation is simple: Levi and I can never happen again.

  The knock on my bedroom door after arriving back at the penthouse isn’t surprising. The second we walked off the elevator, I made a beeline for the sanctuary of my room. Frankly, I’m surprised it took him this long.

  “What is it?”

  “Housekeeping.”

  I roll my eyes and almost smile at the blatantly fake Spanish accent of an obviously male female. “Worst impression ever!” I shout “Now go away.”

  I resume typing on my phone. Since the pond was a bust—no pun intended—I’ll have to find another option to include in Levi’s rehabilitation. Ideally, I’d like to work some type of water routine in to keep it fresh. So far, the only place I can come up with is the gym, and for someone like Levi, who seems to need a constant change in scenery to keep him entertained, I don’t know how effective that would be over the long-term. Plus, it obviously needs to be someplace public so we can avoid a repeat of today.

  “Aw, come on. I thought it was pretty good.” Levi’s voice filters through the closed door. The sound of it instantly carries me back to his hiding spot and what we did there together.

  I can’t believe I let myself have sex with him again. It’s so wrong, and yet, I can’t stop replaying it in my head. Every detail is burned in my memory and is now standing side-by-side with the one forged when I was a teenager. Instead of burning away the humiliation and hurt feelings, I’ve added more wood to the fire.

  “Are you going to let me in or what?”

  “Or what,” I toss back. I meant for the dismissal to be mean spirited enough that he’d get the picture and go away. Instead, it comes out on a laugh that completely destroys the gravity of the moment.

  “Okay, I’m coming in.” I je
rk my head up when the door whips open and he steps into the room. I know I locked that door. As if he hears my thought, Levi lifts his hand and in it I see a set of keys. “No door or window or walls or barriers can keep me away. I’ve come to rescue you, princess!” he shouts heroically.

  A grin coupled with laughter bursts free. “Get out of my room, you dope!”

  Crossing the floor, Levi drops onto his stomach beside me, making the bed bounce. The sheer volume of energy pouring off him is astounding. He’s practically vibrating with it. “What are you doing?”

  I give my phone a shake. “Surfing the web.”

  “Porn?”

  “No!” Jabbing my elbow into his arm, I turn off my phone and push myself up to a sitting position. “I was looking for a pool or beach or something nearby where we can practice some of your exercises. Something public,” I say firmly. The last venture into the water ended up not going as planned. At all.

  “There’s a pool at the gym.”

  “It’s too...” I search for the right words.

  “Stuffy? I agree. And the chlorine will ruin my highlights.”

  “You don’t have highlights. Wait, do you?” I frown, studying his hair.

  “Of course not,” he scoffs. “I’m naturally beautiful. But if I did, they would be ruined.” Rolling onto his back, Levi laces his fingers behind his head, causing his shirt to untuck from his waistband. My gaze immediately catches on the sliver of exposed skin and a small sweat breaks out under my arms as my heartbeat picks up.

  “What about the pool downstairs? It’s new. Big. Nice if you’re into that sort of thing. Hey, are you eye fucking me?”

  Jerking my eyes up to his, I find Levi staring at me. Oh my God. Where is a rock when you need one? Maybe if I pretend that I’m not completely humiliated, then he’ll let it drop. Clearing my throat I tell him, “The pool will work. And it’s close, so we won’t have to travel anywhere.”