“Fuck.” I jacked my hand up and down, over and over again. I told myself she couldn’t taste as good. I was putting her on that pedestal again where no woman belonged.
Still, she’d been sweet and salty and so damn wet for me. I remembered how the smell of her sex had mixed with that coconut oil she used as lotion and that floral shampoo of hers. She still smelled the same, and it made me wonder if her pussy did too. It’d been years, but I still wanted her. If only for the pure goal of proving she wasn’t as delectable as I remembered.
Yet, as I fucked my hand harder, the head of my cock reddening as I got to the edge of reason, I pictured her dark hair and how it had grown out long in waves that curled around her curves in all the right places. How she’d gasped when I’d told her my dick was always happy in her pussy. How her lips had parted so wide that I could imagine them around my cock.
“Delilah,” I groaned as I came harder than I had in a long time. Women weren’t doing the trick the way Dom had said. Unfortunately, his baby sister was it for me.
I had all the women in the world, but the one I wanted was off-limits, and that just made me want to cross the line even more.
11
Beach Findings
Delilah
The ocean breeze blew in and mixed with the coconut oil I’d put on after talking with my mom and then showering. It reminded me of the times I would rub oil on my belly in the hopes the pregnancy stretch marks wouldn’t come.
I never got that far though. My tummy was unmarked, brutally pure in a way I realized I didn’t want it to be.
I jumped when I heard a ping from my phone, and my hands flew from my stomach.
I grabbed the device from the counter and wrapped a towel around my body.
Dante: You staying in your room today?
Me: How’d you get my number?
Dante: That’s classified. Now, tell me what you’re doing today.
Me: Do I have to stay in my room?
Dante: At least stay at the resort. Go swim if you want, but don’t leave. The buffet isn’t open to the public, so you can eat there. Otherwise, let me know what food you want and I’ll bring it to you.
Me: This is only until tomorrow when I’m technically back in town, right?
Dante: As long as the threat to you doesn’t change.
I sighed because that wasn’t the answer I wanted.
Me: I guess I’ll swim or maybe go to the beach. I read theirs is private.
Dante: I’ll go with.
Me: Don’t you have to work?
Dante: You’re now part of my job, Lilah. Get used to it.
I jumped again when I heard the knock at my door, my body so wired from him being near.
I glared at the door. He damn well knew no one could be ready that fast. So I yelled, “One minute.”
Quickly surveying the room, I threw on a white swimsuit I’d just bought a week ago off some inexpensive website and added my flowy yellow skirt and matching crop top over it. The color made my skin look tanned and I needed all the help I could get when it came to looking good in front of my childhood crush.
As I walked across the white tile of my hotel room, I shoved a few pieces of clothing in my suitcase and opened the door.
Dante in beach shorts and a white linen top probably should have been illegal.
“Hey.” I waved him in as I combed a hand through my wet hair. “You don’t have to follow me around. I’ll be fine hanging out here.”
“I know,” he replied and plopped his butt right on my bed. “I’m just trying to figure out how I’m going to check things off your list with you.”
I huffed and plugged in my blow dryer. “Those are my plans, Dante. Not yours. And tomorrow I go back to work and can do all those things on my own. Don’t you have a job to be doing?”
He started to say, “It’s my job to keep you—"
I held up my hand. “Not following me around. I can get a cop to do that if it makes you feel better.”
His brows slammed down. “That’s not happening. I have guys I trust guarding the hotel when I’m out. Otherwise, it’ll be me. No one else.”
“You have guys guarding us?” I squeaked. “What for?”
“As a precaution.”
I tried not to let him see my hand shaking. “That’s so over the top. Izzy was trying to do these men a favor by carrying drugs back to Florida, right?”
He narrowed his eyes like he wasn’t going to answer.
“If that’s the case, she got caught with me, but I didn’t do anything. I was out in a day or two because of my family friend, right? No one knows you or me here. We’re fine.” I waited a beat and then said again, “Right?”