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“Of course,” I said. “It’s gorgeous!”
He led me up a hallway and set of stairs hung with tapestries and set with tile. At the end of the hall was an open door that led to an enormous bedroom. There was a four poster bed draped in gauze with velvety coverlets. The floor was a pearl color set with tiny, deep blue tiles every few feet. There was a door leading off to the left and directly ahead was a triple set of glass doors that led out to a balcony overlooking a river. I moved across the room, the tile cool on my feet despite how hot it was outside, and pulled the door ajar.
There were floodlights outside and they illuminated the view from the balcony. The compound looked out over a wide river moving lazily along, glittering under the moonlight. All along the banks were Acacia trees and scrub brush dotting the sand. The sight took my breath away and I leaned against the railing, soaking it in.
I felt Duran’s hand slide over my waist and I turned, brushing up against his hard chest. His face was wistful as his dark eyes roamed the landscape. I remembered him saying that his summer here was one of the best he’d experienced and I wondered what kind of memories he had from that time. What had he been like as a carefree child?
“Everything you hoped?” he murmured.
“And more.”
He slid his hand up my waist to my breast and squeezed, playing with my nipple through the fabric. “I started the bath.”
“Oh?”
He took my hand and led me back inside through the bedroom and the door on the left. I stopped short as we entered a stunning bathroom with a circular tub in the center large enough for two. There was a large, stone sink and a toilet in the corner separated by a wall. The main area with the tub was open to a private garden growing with lush plants.
Duran pulled me near, backing me up against the sink. “Fuck, you’re sexy.”
He kissed me, his mouth taking its time as he consumed the breath from my lungs. My body warmed and wetness pooled between my thighs as he unfastened my jeans and slid them down my legs. His fingers pushed up under my shirt and pulled it off, leaving me in my bra and panties. He reached around to my bra strap and I stilled his hands, pushing him a few steps back.
“I want to undress you,” I said quietly.
As his clothes pooled around his legs on the marble floor, I was again amazed by the sight of him naked before me, already erect, with heavy arousal in his eyes. I laid my fingers on his chest and ran them lightly down his abdomen to the thick hair above his groin. He tensed and I heard a sharp intake of breath as my hands continued down, circling his cock in a light grip. His skin was soft beneath my fingers as I worked my hand over his length.
“Fuck, that’s good.”
He dropped his head back and gritted his teeth, closing his eyes as the tension seeped from his body. I worked my hand up and down his length, totally absorbed in watching his reactions. Each time he caught his breath or released a low moan from his lips felt like a victory. Finally he took my wrist and pulled back, his gaze burning.
“Into the bath,” he ordered.
A thrill went through me, knowing I’d caused him to teeter on the brink of losing control. I moved to the tub, swinging my hips because I knew he was watching, and slid my panties and bra off. The water sparkled under the low lights and delicate curls of steam teased my skin as I slipped below the surface.
He joined me a moment later, pulling me back against his chest. His mouth skimming up and down the side of my neck, nipping beneath my ear. Even in the water I could tell I was sopping wet from just the contact of his lips on my skin. God, what this man did to me when he touched me; it would have alarmed me if it didn’t excite me so much.
“Why did you become an Instagram model?” he said after a while.
“I’m hardly a model,” I said.
He scoffed under his breath. “You’re fucking stunning and you know it.”
I flushed. “I guess I wanted something for myself. My parents are pretty liberal with me for a mafia family, but the world is still really restrictive. I’m not supposed to have sex or have a career. It’s stupid. Anyway, it was something my parents didn’t really understand so they just approved it without even seeing it. And people started following me and then suddenly I was getting paid to advertise products and go places sometimes. It’s a good side income.”
He ran his fingers down my throat to my breasts rising just above the water. Then he circled my nipples, making me clench my thighs.
“But you let men see you like that,” he said. “Don’t you think your future husband would disapprove?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t think about it at the time. Do you disapprove?”
There was a long silence and then his hand sank below the water and found my sex, drifting over the delicate flesh between my thighs. “If I were your husband, I wouldn’t tolerate it. I don’t want other men looking at your body.”
“You mean you wouldn’t.”
“What?”
I flipped and lay over his chest, looking up at him. “You said you don’t want other men looking at me. Present tense.”
He narrowed his gaze. “No, I don’t.”
