The One Addicted(67)

I kick lazy swirls in the water, and rest back onto my arms, throwing my head back with closed eyes. Bliss! Here I didn’t have to think about work (although I must admit I’ve already completed some designs for The Gilded Fox). Toni & Ray were a distant sour memory and Sebastian and I were actually becoming a real couple. Things were going really smoothly and I wouldn’t have wanted to experience such an amazing place with anyone else.

I continue to circle my legs in the water, the temperature cooling me down and wiggle the top of my body in time to the beat. “When I met you in the Summer….”

Then jump in shock as I feel the water beneath me ripple and my legs grabbed. My eyes fling open and I’m met with the delicious sight of Sebastian, wet and slick between my thighs. What a vision. I have to pinch myself sometimes; I really am a lucky lady.

“When did you get home?”

“Just now - enjoyed listening to you singing and watching you dance.” His wink and deep chuckle is engaging, as I’m flashed lovely white teeth in his freshly bronzed face. He really is a spectacular specimen.

I splash water across him and am rewarded with another deep resonating laugh. It was lovely to see him so relaxed and drawing him into me with the strength of my calves, I plant a kiss on his wet head.

“How was the dive?”

“Ah, Lu, it was out of this world. The colours, the detail - just incredible - I wish you could have been there, baby.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine - I just know with your love of colour and design it would have been just up your alley.”

I lean back and using my forearms push off from the edge and slide apprehensively in to the water. “God its cold.” His arms are around my waist in a flash - the hard sinewy muscles, coated in hair, tickling against my smooth skin and sending crackling sensations all over me.

“Let me warm you up. I know something else that wants to be up your alley…”

My grin is quick but short-lasting as his lips press against mine, his warm, wet tongue slipping inside to deepen our connection. I wrap my arms around his shoulders pulling him closer to me, and run my palms across his head, then withdraw to kiss his jawline and suckle an adorable earlobe. The ferocity of my feelings for this man is all-consuming and I can’t stop the words tumbling out.

“I missed you today.”

We both pull back and lock eyes. Cradling each other, in the luxurious pool, on the edge of the sea in the middle of the Indian Ocean, time stands still. His blackened bedroom eyes, glittering in the sun, lashes dripping, face full of droplets, beautiful full mouth just waiting to ravish me. I feel blessed. I am blessed. The moment is surreal and one that would be imprinted on my mind for eternity.

“Me too. Nearly didn’t make it to the dive - the thought of your hot little body available, on tap. Let’s make up for lost time and go have ourselves a siesta, put my diving training to the test - I can now hold my breath under water for a considerable amount of time, imagine the possibilities….”

I push away from his sexy grin, as the intense moment turns to playful, splashing water at him in my attempts to escape and I manage to climb the few corner steps out of the pool, before running like a giggling teenager in the direction of the villa’s open doors. I make it about halfway before the air whips underneath my feet and I’m slung like a rag-doll into his arms.

“I told you not to overdo it, lady - you need to preserve your energy - I’m going to be enjoying you for hours.”

I look up into his eyes - playtime now over and reach up to cup his face tenderly. We reach the bedroom, the air conditioning cocooning my body in welcome refrigeration and I’m lowered to meet him. As my feet touch the ground he kisses me with such a passion I’m lost and with each delicious kiss I wonder if it’s even possible to lose ourselves further?

Reaching around my back, I feel his fingers untie the sash tie fastening and hear my moan as the white bikini bra-top drops to the floor, releasing my aching breasts in a flash. I feel my nipples pebble, and whimper as a light breeze dusts over them, sheathing them in a layer of goosebumps. Touch me. Please.

“I’ve needed to see these all day.”

“I’d have been happy to go topless - wanted to in fact.”

His guffaw at my suggestion depicts his disgust. “Over my dead body. No one but me, sees these.”

“Sebastian, there is no one around - we’re staying in the Presidential Villa for goodness sake and you didn’t stop me all the times we’ve sexed it up out here.”

“That was different - I was here with you and I booked this place, so that I can have you all to myself and so that you remain safe. You deserve only the best.”