Biting her lip she had looked sorrowfully back at him “Which is why it is best if we forget it Nikos” turning once more so that he would not see the look of sadness which had inexplicably filled her features. Nikos’ voice had become harder as he had remembered Dina’s words.
“Yes…..seems you forgot it very quickly” Mina blinking in confusion “What does that mean?”
“It means Mina that it didn’t take too long for you to start seducing someone else…and you didn’t go far either. Did you have to pick Yanis?” his voice clipped.
Spinning around she had stared back at him “What the hell does that mean?” she had bitten back.
“You were seen kissing Yanis” He had thrown back, as she had frowned.
“He gave me a small kiss and told me that everybody was thinking of me and my mother…you make it sound like…like we were” her hands flapping with frustration, her skirt dropping into the water, before she had stopped, her eyes narrowing.
“Who told you?”
To her surprise a big smile had spread across Nikos’ face lighting it with a strange glow, a look of almost relief filling his handsome features.
“You mean you and he were not …kiss kissing?” he had laughed, moving forward into the sea caring little as the water had sloshed over and covered his expensive leather shoes, Mina looking at him with surprise, her eyes widening as her hands had moved in an attempt to ward him off.
“No…stay away Nikos” she had cried, even as he had reached out and pulled her into his arms, Mina trying to push him from her as his mouth had descended and captured hers, a shudder running through her, as pushes had turned to clutches as she had pulled him in harder kissing him back, whimpering softly against his mouth.#p#分页标题#e#
“This is wrong, Nikos” she had managed in a tortured voice as he had pulled back to draw a breath, her large eyes looking imploringly into his, his full of fire.
“No Mina, the last three days have been so wrong”.
His mouth moving to run down the long milky column of her soft throat “The villa has seemed so empty without you…I missed you”.
She had groaned, her face showing her surprise.
“But you hate me Nikos” she had whispered gently “You think me some deceiving wannabe mistress”.
Feeling his head shaking, her nipples had hardened as his thumb had begun to rub the nub so seductively, Mina gasping with the jolt that had shot through her.
“I don’t hate you Mina, I could never hate you…and I don’t care how we are together…so long as we are together”.
This time his hands had moved to cup her face, his mouth kissing her with a passion that was sending her every sense reeling, the need for him so strong within her. Feeling her legs buckling, he had reached down and in one fluid movement had swept her into his arms, his mouth still kissing hers with an unquenchable fire that burned between them both, white hot and intense. Striding from the water he had moved over to the small cabana that offered protection from the sun and privacy from the villa, laying her down gently onto the large sun bed.
“I need you Mina” he had whispered against her ear, as she had shuddered struggling to speak, nodding.
“Yes …oh my god yes Nikos” pulling at his t-shirt, as he had done to her small summer top. As their naked skin had finally touched she had felt the tremor passing between them, his kiss becoming so gentle as he had whispered softly to her in Greek, words she did not understand, but which enflamed her already heightened need for him. Her fingers had moved to tentatively stroke the hardened bulge over his jeans, Mina rewarded with the groan and masculine suck of air which had seen his eyes closing, his hand pulling at the skirt she wore, pulling it up over her bottom, the material gathered at her waist, his fingers finding the small panties and sliding under them between her legs.
As he had stroked her she had been unable to stop the way her body had wriggled encouragingly, before one finger had slid deep inside her, Mina gasping as her head had fallen back. With a need for him that was almost frightening, she had clawed at his zipper, pulling it down and releasing his manhood, her hand grazing him, feeling as he had twitched against her hand the musky smell of him reaching her nose driving them both even farther. As his head had dropped to suck in one heightened nipple she had grasped him firmly within her small hand, stroking him, feeling the way he had moved silkily between her fingers.
Unable to stand it any longer, Nikos had raised himself, pulling the trousers down over his buttocks unable to take time to pull them off completely his need for her so strong as raising himself to lie between her open legs, her fingers clawing at his back he had pulled back the skimpy piece of material and with the lust so strong within him thrust deeply inside her willing body.