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Sinking into the water felt fantastic, the warmth soothing over my chilled skin. The tub was big, but I still pulled her legs over mine, so that her feet sat on either side of my hips. The intimacy should have felt more awkward than it did, but she fit just right.

‘Was the auction and hunt what you imagined it would be?’

Her cheeks flushed as she smiled at me. ‘Looking for compliments, Mr. McGowan?’

‘Yes. Fill my head with your pretty words.’

‘It was overwhelming. And intense. And amazing. Everything I’d always imagined sex could be. I’ve no idea how I’ll go back to lacklustre sex with the guys I always end up with.’

My stomach lurched at the thought of her going back to sex with anyone else. I had no right to be upset by it. We weren’t in a relationship of any kind. I didn’t own any part of her.

I was going back to my fiancée.

Of course she’d move on.

‘Was it worth losing out on the extra money for?’

‘Now you really are fishing for compliments,’ she said, splashing some water at me playfully. I captured one of her feet and pulled it up in front of me, washing the tiny cuts as she tipped her head back with a groan.

‘Why are you being so sweet?’ she asked as I let my hands work her calf muscles, knowing they’d ache from being strung up on tiptoes.

‘Because it’s all part of it. You take from your submissive, but you always give back more than you take.’

‘Am I your submissive?’

‘For the next few days, if you want to be. It’s the rules of the auction, but I won’t hold you to them if you’ve changed your mind.’

‘What do you want?’ Valentina fixed me with a curious look as my fingers grazed the back of her knee.

What did I want? What I should do was clear: back off and stay away from my fiancée’s cousin. But what I wanted was to indulge myself in Valentina. To get drunk on her like a teen being left in a liquor store overnight. Imbibe myself with her until we were both drunk on pleasure.

‘You,’ I answered, letting that selfish part of me—that I kept stuffed down inside—have some leverage. ‘Now turn around so I can wash your hair.’

Valentina squirmed and moaned so prettily while I scrubbed my fingers against her scalp that I was halfway to hard by the time we got out of the tub. We dried ourselves off while I stole glances at her, hardly able to believe that she was really there in my room, in the flesh.

She eyed my cock hungrily as I threw an oversize t-shirt at her before climbing into the bed. ‘My eyes are up here, you wee devil.’

‘I’m well aware... It wasn’t your eyes I was looking at.’

‘Get your arse in this bed before you make me slap it red raw again.’

‘Promises,’ she said through a yawn.

I pulled her tight against my chest, her damp hair smelling of the sweet shampoo as I nuzzled in against her.

With an arch of her back, she nestled my cock against her arse cheeks, both comforting and infuriating me.

‘Go to sleep,’ I said, grasping her waist in my arm beneath the duvet and holding her still.

‘It’s the middle of the day...’

‘And we’ve got a long few days of partying ahead. Shut your mouth before I find a gag for it.’

Her giggle made me melt.

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

VALENTINA

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