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Padding gracefully across the hardwood floors, she only glanced at me on her way to the bed. My attention was riveted on her. My skin heated as I imagined licking off the water droplets sprinkled across her shoulders.
“Your turn.” She gestured like I had earlier.
Unlike then, I wasn’t thinking about being gentlemanly as I watched her towel sink lower, revealing more of her tempting cleavage. We’d come together fast and hard the way I had wanted to, but I hadn’t had an opportunity to get her fully naked. I wanted to see her, to shape, taste, lick, and suck—do all the things to her and with her.
“Right, thanks.” Surprisingly, I managed to string two words together that made sense. Heading across the room, I felt her gaze on me.
“Why were you over in that corner?” she asked, her voice rising slightly.
“I was about to look at your luggage tag.” I gave her the truth, didn’t see the point in lying. “You have an accent that sounds familiar. I wondered where you’re from.”
“Texas,” she said softly. “Like you.”
“What city?” I asked, ready to calculate how far it was from Dallas so I could see her again.
“I think we should leave that a mystery,” she said, and her words made me go completely still. “We need to keep this what we agreed. One night. No-strings sex. Right?”
“I hear you.”
I got moving again, not pointing out that the no-strings angle had been her idea. I just went along with her because, hello, she was hot. But I was processing a lot of things now, and none of them were casual. Reaching the door frame, I knocked on the wood before entering the bathroom.
My eyes widened once I was inside. Her bedroom was neat, but here, it looked like a Walgreens had exploded.
Lotions and makeup littered the counter. The tape she’d mentioned with the pasties still attached was hanging half in and half out of the trash receptacle. My hard cock jumped as I imagined her naked tits as she’d peeled that stuff off.
Fucking hell.
I stripped quickly, but not so fast that I didn’t notice the damp spot on the front of my trousers. When I returned to the villa, the guys were going to give me grief about that.
Shaking my head at myself and my insatiable hunger for this incredibly sexy woman who was too young for me, I removed my clothes and stepped into the shower. Inside the tiled stall, her floral scent swirled seductively around me. I picked up her bottle of bath gel and glanced at the label. Fanny Bay Carolina Jasmine. No wonder Electra smelled so damn good.
I set her bottle down and pumped a few dollops of the hotel shower gel into my palm. After lathering with the coconut-scented soap, I rinsed the bubbles off quickly. Once done, I stepped out, grabbed a fluffy towel, and scrubbed my damp hair and then the rest of my body. Securing the towel around my waist, I returned to the other room.
I found Electra already in the bed. She held the white sheet in front of her tits, a replacement for the towel she’d apparently ditched. Her skin was golden, a beautiful contrast to the pale linen. Her midnight hair was striking too. And those silver eyes of hers.
Damn, she was beautiful.
Knowing how good it felt to be inside her, I stalked toward her, determined to have her again.
Electra
MY HEART HAMMERED as I watched Champion come closer.
He’d had me hard and fast against the wall, gotten the number one item crossed off his agenda, but given the heated look on his face, he was far from done with his list. My heart and other parts of me fluttering, I was eager to experience whatever he had planned next.
He stopped by my side of the bed.
The sheet clutched in my grip, I ran my gaze over him, noting details that I hadn’t had enough time to fully appreciate earlier. The smoothness of his lightly bronzed skin. The awe-inspiring span of his shoulders. The sculpted planes of his chest. The ridges of his abs. The sharpness of his V, and the monster that tented the towel slung low around his narrow hips.
The man was a vision. Beyond gorgeous. Tall, strong, and confident, he dwarfed the dimensions of the room.
“My eyes are up here, Electra,” he said with more than a hint of dark amusement in his voice.
Blushing (since when did I begin blushing every five minutes?), I brought my chin up.
Pity, because without any advance warning, he suddenly dropped his towel. I only got a brief glimpse of his glorious cock before he whipped the sheet from my grip.
“Fucking hell, you’re hot.” Climbing into the bed, he pinned me with a gaze of blue fire.
