‘Have dinner with me tonight,’ he demands.
It’s not a request.
Chapter Six
COLE
I have no idea if she did spot me in the water and drifted nearby on purpose, but I had to find out. I’m not above chasing her. In fact, it’s utterly fucking thrilling to be able to chase a woman. Especially one I haven’t been able to get out of my mind from the moment I met her. Everything about her intrigues me.
Who is she?
Why does she need a bodyguard?
Is she some sort of celebrity I’m too old to have heard of?
I’m only thirty-four, but I have to have at least ten years on her. Maybe more.
I study her face as I wait for her answer, silently coercing her to accept my dinner invitation. She’s dessert. She just doesn’t know it yet. And I’d bet my life she tastes fucking divine.
She turns to face me in the water, then lifts her sunglasses on top of her head. Her deep, rich ebony eyes dance with devilment. ‘I told you yesterday, I didn’t come here for deep and meaningful conversations.’
‘Ah, that’s right, you came to escape.’ The gentle breezeblows a stray tendril of hair from her messy up style and straight across her prominent cheekbone. Instinctively, I sweep it away and tuck it behind her ear. My fingers tingle as they touch her skin. ‘Who are you?’
I shouldn’t ask, because I have no intention of telling her who I am. I like being here without an entourage of security, and the second I utter the name Hartmann, that’s exactly what I’ll need. But the words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them.
‘I’m just a girl standing in front of a boy…’ her head tilts to the side, a lazy smile stretches across her face and it does something inside my chest.
TheNotting Hillreference isn’t lost on me. I suffered through that movie with my mother the Christmas after my dad passed. ‘You’re not asking me to love you,’ I snort. ‘So, would I be right in saying you’re an actor?’
Her low, tinkling laugh is music to my ears. Music that pulls strings inside my stomach. Strings I’d forgotten I owned.
She places a hand on her hip. ‘Aren’t we all actors—every minute of every damn day?’
Classic deflection, which only fascinates me further, naturally. She’s good. Really good. ‘You know, you’re the person I’ve spoken to the most since I got here, and I still don’t know a damn thing about you.’ My eyes bore into hers. Intense attraction crackles between us. ‘Other than that you’re the most stunning woman on the resort, probably even the continent, and that I’m here for another ten days, and during those ten days I’d very much like to touch you, to taste you and to fuck you.’
A breathy hiss slips from her lips as her eyes flare. Golden flames flicker in her irises, and her pupils dilate to saucers. ‘Are you always this forward, California?’
‘When it comes to getting what I want, yes.’ I stepforward until there are only inches between us. ‘I always find it’s better to be direct.’
‘In that case, let me be very direct with you.’ She lifts the hand from her hip and swipes her index finger over my chest, swiping away a bead of water that trickles over my torso. ‘I don’t want to know your name. I have no intention of telling you mine. I don’t want your phone number. I have no intention of giving you mine. I have no desire for anything other than some fun in the sun.’ She licks her lips, and my insides flip. ‘I’ll let you touch me, taste me, and fuck me, so long as we’re clear that’s all it will ever be. How’s that for direct?’ She arches a single eyebrow, then brings her finger to her lips, licking the sweat she swiped from my body.
My mouth drops open. I scrub a hand over the scruff of my jaw. It takes me exactly three seconds to compose myself.
This woman.
She might just be my soul mate—if I believed I had one, that is.
Her filthy mouth is on par with my own.
A wolfish grin rips open my lips. ‘It was fucking beautiful.’
I reach for her beneath the water, palming the smooth globes of pert little ass, yanking her forward until her hips are flush with mine. She yelps, but doesn’t pull away.
My rock solid dick digs into her stomach. A tiny moan slips from her mouth, and she grinds responsively against me. I can already tell she’s going to be the best fuck I’ve ever had.
I lower my face to hers until our lips are millimetres apart. Her exhale is my inhale. Before our mouths meet, she jerks away, though her hips remain firmly pressed against mine beneath the blanket of water. Her nipples are peaked, straining against her tiny excuse for a pink bikini. I’m so tempted to tear it off her and take her fabulous tits in my mouth.
‘We’ll continue this later. Someone might see.’ Her eyesbounce to the sky, then the beach, like she’s expecting a drone or something. Nobody is paying us any attention, yet she’s edgy. I can’t wait to take that edge from her, with my tongue and then my cock. Later can’t come soon enough.
