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“I’ll change,” I said softly.
I yanked open the door and ran upstairs. Oliver followed me so he could get into his black swim trunks. I selected a white bikini that covered my ass and had bigger cups for my breasts.
“Better?” I asked, stepping out of the closet in a new bikini that covered a bit more.
Oliver's eyes roved over me. “Not really,” he replied, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.
“What do you mean? It covers everything,” I protested, spinning around to show off the modest cut.
“I like it better when you’re naked,” he admitted, his eyes darkening with desire.
“You had me naked the whole ride down,” I reminded him, a playful glint in my eye.
“Can I have you naked tonight?” he asked, his voice dropping to a low murmur.
“We’ll see,” I teased, stepping closer and tracing a finger down his chest. “But first, I’d like to go on the beach before the sun goes down.”
Oliver nodded, grabbing my hand and leading me to our own private spot on the sand. We spent the afternoon on the beach, staying until past five. My skin was turning a golden brown, matching Oliver’s.
As he reclined on his lounger, I traced the ridges of his abs with my fingers, sliding through the slick suntan oil. He caught my hand and kissed my palm, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Would you like to get some dinner?” Oliver asked, his voice soft and inviting.
“Yes, I’m hungry. What do we have?” I asked, settling back against my chair.
“Steaks are marinating in the refrigerator,” he said with a wink.
“What else do you have hiding in there?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It’s a secret,” he replied, a mischievous smile spreading across his face.
Oliver rose from the chair and extended his hand to help me up. Brenda, Raquel, and Vlad followed us up the sand towards the green lawn. Trevor was patrolling around the house, keeping a watchful eye.
“I think they can leave us,” I whispered to Oliver as we reached the patio.
“I want at least one floating around. I’m going to grill on the patio after we shower.”
“Fine.”
Oliver turned to the three agents following us. “Take a break,” he instructed. Trevor stayed behind, the lone sentinel, while the others relaxed. They would resume patrolling the area as we slept. Oliver's home was a fortress, equipped with cameras and alarms, ensuring we’d be alerted to any approach. The inside alarm added an extra layer of security. Here, I felt utterly safe.
We showered separately, knowing that together, dinner would be long forgotten. I emerged from the master bath, my skin still damp, as Oliver stepped out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He moved with a casual grace, his hair tousled and wet.
“That stuff stinks,” Oliver remarked, wrinkling his nose as he pulled a pair of gray shorts from his suitcase.
I glanced up from painting my toenails with blush pink polish. “It’s just nail polish,” I said, blowing gently on my toes to help them dry.
He slipped on the shorts without underwear, leaving them undone just enough to reveal the root of his penis. My belly clenched, and I couldn't tear my eyes away as he hunted for a shirt. He caught my gaze, a slow smile spreading across his face.
“See something you like?” he teased, his voice low and husky.
“Maybe,” I replied, my cheeks flushing.
“Ryleigh, pay attention to what you’re doing,” he said.
“Then zip up your shorts. I love that part of you.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “And which part are you referring to? My belly?”
