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k to him-his lips, the brush of his touch. Occasionally, I found myself lifting my shirt, inhaling the lingering trace of his scent, then r

e with Melinda. The betrayal struck me so deeply because he knew just how much my twin sister and I were

or as long as I could remember. When my father came home one day and asked me if I would marry him, I h

d tried telling my mother, as I could never confide in my father, but she dismissed my pain with a casual, "Endurance is a virtue." So I endured. And endured. But a

I changed into a bikini and grabbed a scarf, walking right out with my card and the hotel guide in hand. I took the elevator d

ming when a group of men arrived. Their presence kept me on edge, so I got out. Despite their ca

in the scents, seeing some couples smooching, others just lying in each other's comfort, until I stumbled upon a fancy gate. It

grumbling. I was frightened to that point, but all my fear turned to awe when I s

blue pool, his eyes fixed on me, roaming over me, his torso rising from the water, and my mind drifting back to how

floating closer in the pool. I gulped. His skin was so l

fending myself every time we met. "...I'll jus

ke that?" he asked, giving me a cute face. "I could do with company," he adde

e way he moved. But was swimming with him not dangerous? Come on,

, the water reaching my waist as I held the deck to ease myself in. I stared right back at him, but my pulse started rising w

n't tell if he was flirting or teasing me. It was a

on, Belinda. He remained in front of me, staring like I

inestar?" he ask

. Why did I wear such a revealing bikini? And worse,

from me. "That's my name." And t

ash of disappointment hit me. I should have been relieved. But I wasn't. My spirit dropped as I tried to get him out of my head. Maybe he felt nothin

d me. My stomach flipped as I turned sharpl

. I didn't move. He towered over me, my body arching

closer, earning a short gasp from me. I'm an adult, and heaven knows I w

s and grabbing it. My breath went uneven. I could

reat you," he said, pushing u

pressed me against the cantilever edge, his

trailing his lips over my nec

e sucked my skin softly while rubbing me.

ed the tiny strip of my bikini, and I gasped when he move

ini. My breasts spilled free, my nipples hard and ready at his mercy. He stared at m

yes at the way he rubbed me. Was this how he treated women to pleasure? I loved it. "You're so pink and full. Oh damn, I

nst him. He curled his fingers inside me, playing with my walls while rubbing my upper clit with his thumb. His mouth bit

he said, nibbl

his fingers as he pushed them deeper. "Yeah... yeah... right th-ahh..." I lost my v

d, biting my skin. His lips triggered every nerve as I felt my slick release

Logan, fuck me as you please," I

red, my head falli

he asked, loo

aid, meeting his eyes

d placing his tongue on my lips, sucking slowl

ted it to his hip, my pussy pressing against his bulge. My body

me slowly at first. My hand slid into his hair as he parted my lips and we

sped, looking

. He kissed me mercilessly, his hands roaming my body. He lifted my legs, spreading them for his dick. He was punishing me. I wanted him. I

eed one hand and pulled out his dick. I felt him grind my pussy along its length. I

wanted him inside me, but my mind blanked as my body reacted

.. cum... damn... ahh..." And he slammed me ag

eyes still blurry. He brushed a strand of hair f

. I was

find the words.

then quickly tucked his

," I pleaded, hope crashing. I wanted that

his gentleness unlike anything

. I love

tood between my legs, looking into my eyes. The switch was dizzying. I sti

ed to rest," he

..

d, and I swallowed my wo

said, loving whatever

ve," he said,

ed out of the pool in embarrassment. Why had I cried because of his dick? Fuck the words I'd said. Was I