I’m left in this state of semi-arousal that makes donning a pair of swim trunks wholly unadvisable. And yet necessary.
I take a deep breath and hit the cold jets, all with a sense of déjà vu and the acceptance that it won’t be the last time I try to freeze my head out of my pants this week.
Faye is different. My reaction to her is different. And that makes her a problem.
A problem I don’t know how to fix...other than to try to get my fill of her.
* * *
I squint into the full-length mirror in my room. It’s okay if I do that. The sheer mesh panels in the front of my swimsuit merge into a more opaque, solid colour and my skin’s not so on show. Damn Dani and her outrageous tastes.
Or maybe I should curse the fizz we consumed during our trip to the exclusive swimwear boutique she took us to. We had the entire place to ourselves, three sales assistants and more attention than I knew what to do with.
But the result...
I peak through one eye. It’s not that bad. I turn in the mirror and eye my rear; that’s perfectly sedate. Yes, just focus on the rear, not the front, not the barely concealed curve to each breast, the nipple just about hidden. One wrong move and—
My phone pings on the bedside table and I lunge for it, eyeing the swimsuit positioning after the boldness of the move and finding my nipples still have their dignity. That’s something at least...
I look to the phone. It’s a text from Dani:
Come on, slow coach, I’m waiting. Dante’s just arrived, and I can’t wait to see his eyes pop out of his sockets at your...
I shut the screen down without reading the rest, my cheeks flushing crimson. This is wild. Too wild. And she’s incorrigible.
But I love her. And she’s right to nag. I shouldn’t be wasting time standing in front of the mirror, fretting about the revealing swimsuit. This is all part of the new me and, if I’ve learned anything, it’s that being daring pays off big time. I recall Rafael between my legs, tonguing me deep, his eyes wild, my climax wilder still. Hell, yeah, I totally need to embrace the new me.
And if I can get more of that then, yes—yes, please.
Just keep it discreet, Faye.
The warning is very real. I don’t want to upset Dani and I certainly don’t want to steal her thunder this week of all weeks, but when am I going to have another opportunity like this, with a man such as Rafael?
As for the erection he’d been sporting, that very impressive erection he never got to satisfy, well, I owe him...and I can’t wait to pay up.
My thighs clench, my clit pulses and my nipples perk up, their pebble-shaped mounds obvious through the thin fabric of the bathing suit. Oh, God. I can hardly go to the Dive and Dine with a full-on booby boner! I go to rub them and stop; that isn’t going to help. I pull my top away and blow down at the blushing pink tips, as though that will somehow douse their heat. Nope. They are pert and alert. All ready for their next Rafael encounter...
I scan the room and spy my vibrant red kimono tossed over the back of a chair. I slip it on; it’s light and sheer but it’ll help detract from the twin peaks situation below. I grab my straw bag from the bed which contains my latest romance read, my phone and my oversized shades. I pull out the latter and slip them on; next comes my wide-brimmed hat and I’m ready for anything.
Even the hot and sizzling Rafael Perez.
My smile nudges my cheeks into the rim of my shades. I wonder how he’s feeling right now? I mean, I’m needy and my nipples are more than willing to demonstrate just how much. But Rafael... That erection...
My body gives an excited little shiver.
It’s Dante who Dani wants you to be all hot on, my conscience reminds me.
But it’s hardly my fault I saw Rafael first...
* * *
She’s not here yet. It’s the first thought to enter my head as I arrive at the pool and the pang of disappointment is as surprising as it is strong. I rake a hand through my hair and shake my head at my crazy behaviour.
‘Hey, don’t you be shaking your head at me, polpetto.’ Nonna wags a finger up at me from her temporary wheelchair as Dante pushes her towards me. They’ve just arrived too.
‘I wouldn’t dare.’ I grin down at her enough to make her blush. It’s good to know my smile hasn’t lost its charm after all these years. ‘It’s good to see you, Nonna.’
I lean down and press a kiss to her cheeks.