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That makes me think of his mouth between my legs. He knows what he’s doing. He knows it makes me think of his mouth, because he starts walking, forcing me to step backward.
“You think we shared something special?” He picks me up, cradling me in his arms.
“I’m heavy, Severio. Put me down.”
He squeezes my bottom. “Get the door.”
I open it, and he walks into the old part of the house.
“Bedroom?” he asks.
“No,” I say, shaking my head. If he puts his mouth between my legs, I already know I’ll fold like a lawn chair. I really liked what he did to me when we returned from Frenchy’s, and as much as I want him to do it again, it’s a bad idea. I don’t wantto be his fuck toy or his girlfriend or anything his. I want him to leave the island and never come back.
“Your leg will hurt. Put me down.”
“I will. On the bed.”
We’ve stopped in the hallway. He’s not showing leg strain, but that means nothing. Severio’s relentless when he wants something.
I point left. “Straight through the living room.”
Severio walks between the couch and table, grunting when his leg hits the edge of the table.
In the bedroom, he stops and looks around, taking in the purple forest wallpaper.
“It was my grandparents’ bedroom,” I say.
“Is the bed sturdy?”
My heart does a flip. “No,” I lie, hoping (not hoping) that’ll deter him.
Severio smirks. “You’re a terrible liar.”
“I’m working on getting better.”
“I could give you some pointers.” He lowers me onto the bed. His mouth is soft when he kisses me. His eyes are open. “After we share more special moments.” He starts to pull off my bathing suit.
I kiss him back, just pecking his mouth. “It’s daylight.”
Severio pulls back. “Yes, it is.”
I steady his hand. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what?”
Severio’s body is perfect. He’s probably never had unwanted attention, people staring up and down his abs and muscular thighs, not to mention his beautiful face. He won’t understand.
He presses his erection against me, and I moan at the feel of him between my legs. “Can you lie still like a good girl? I promise I prefer it if I do the work.” His teeth graze my earlobe. “Can you be a good girl for me?”
“I don’t know.”
“Sure you can, Cristina. You’ve been mad at me for a week, but you’re not ready for angry fucking. We can do that another time. Now I’ll fuck you like a good girl should be fucked. On her hands and knees.”
Severio lowers the strap of the bathing suit and takes out my breast. He looks down at it and then lifts it so he can put my nipple into his mouth. He sucks it into his mouth as he pulls off my suit. Once I’m undressed, he sits back on his heels.
I’ve never been this open with my body, especially not with a man. When heat starts crawling up my cheeks, I throw an arm over my eyes. I know he finds me attractive. It’s the way he’s looking at me that makes me shy. It’s also daylight. He sees all of me, and I feel exposed like never before, but also not uncomfortable.
Severio grabs my wrist and holds my arm above my head.
