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“Hurricanes. I’m afraid,” I admitted, a hint of anxiety in my voice.
“Don’t worry. If there’s one approaching, we get out of there. I have my own jet, remember?” Oliver reassured me.
“What about getting off the island?” I asked, wanting to cover all my bases.
“We’ll have a boat at our disposal. I can navigate one. I prefer not to.”
I was satisfied with his explanation and had to decide on a date.
“How about July thirtieth?”
“The day before your birthday?” Oliver raised an eyebrow.
“It’s a Saturday next year.”
“Then that will allow me to celebrate you twice in a row,” he said with a smile.
I laughed. “Yes, it will. Can we eat lunch?”
“You sure you don’t want to take a shower with me?” Oliver teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“If I take a shower with you, we won’t be eating lunch.”
“Hmm, maybe later then. Let me change—you look at the menu.”
After we ate lunch, we got busy with phone calls and a few emails that needed Oliver’s attention. Any chance of my plan to head to the pool was slipping away as the sun got lower in the sky, heading toward early evening.
Feeling bored waiting for him to finish, I decided to stretch out on the comfortable champagne-colored couch and take a nap. I must have dozed off, as I woke later to the sensation of Oliver’s kisses. My eyes fluttered open as he knelt next to me, his lips leaving a searing trail down my neck. I moaned softly, feeling my nipples once again harden under his touch.
“Do you want to go to the pool?” Oliver whispered against my skin.
“No. I just want you to keep doing what you’re doing,” I murmured, lost in the sensation of his touch.
He continued to lavish attention on me, his lips trailing down to my breasts, his thumb teasing my nipples. My body responded eagerly, but then a sudden realization hit me—I couldn’t.
“I… I can’t,” I whispered, feeling a pang of disappointment.
“Stop it,” I whispered.
“Stop what?” he asked.
“Seducing me. I can’t have sex.”
His brows knitted together. “I told you I don’t give a shit. It doesn’t bother me.”
“The shower is the only place we can do it.”
“Then let’s go because I can’t wait until you’re finished.”
"Oliver," I moaned, the sound muffled by the steam-filled shower.
He was fucking me so hard, my body pressed against the condensation coated glass as he pounded into me from behind. It felt incredible, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. When he reached around and started rubbing my clit, it sent me over the edge.
"You're so snug, I love it," he grunted, his voice rough with desire.
"I'm gonna come," I gasped, my breath hitching with anticipation.
"Come on, baby, come for me," Oliver groaned, his movements becoming more urgent.
