Kalin presses off of me and lies next to me. I turn to him, and he cradles me over his chest. I stare at him wide eyed, wondering what exactly he is doing to me. Part of me wonders what he did to my body to make me feel like I never have before. Part of me wonders if he is playing me like a musical instrument only to be set aside after the show, and part of me wonders if being used by this virtuoso would really be that bad. But most of me hopes this is only the beginning of something more.
“I’m speechless. I have no idea what that even was. I have never come like that. My body has never responded to anyone like that.”
Kalin caresses my shoulder with his fingers. “You have no idea how good you are for me either, Annabelle.”
I kiss his chest and fall asleep. I’m awoken by a kiss on my forehead and a gentle, deep voice. “Wake up. We have a fun day on the beach planned today.”
Kalin tosses the lavender bikini on the bed. “I cannot wait to see you in this. I’m glad this is a private beach. I may just be walking around with a hard-on all afternoon, seeing you in this.”
“You have a thing for purple?” I smile.
“I have a thing for you. Now get dressed before you tempt me again.”
“That’s no incentive.” I simper at him.
“Such a bad girl,” he growls. “I’m going to make us some lunch.”
Kalin makes us some sandwiches while I change. My summer tan is already in full bloom thanks to not having a job to go to. I have spent many days sending resumes by the pool. Now it seems I will never need to send another resume again. I would trade it all just to have Lia out of harm’s way. I still worry about her. If it was their plan to just get to me through her, it certainly worked. But Kalin said we can never let them win, and Lia agreed. I push the thoughts out of my mind and make an attempt to enjoy the day.
I slip on the lavender bikini and spin around in the full-length mirror. Better than expected. Apparently skipping meals has been good for my figure. I ate just enough to not go hungry over the past several months, but Lia usually made us a home-cooked dinner without saying a word about who paid for it. During those meals I made the most of it.
Kalin is at the bar, having a cup of coffee, waiting for me. I prance toward him with my hand on my hip and smile suggestively. He turns toward me and sets his coffee down. “Holy shit, Annabelle. You look like a million dollars.”
“In your world, that’s not much,” I tease.
“In my world, having one look at you is a greater joy than anything else.” Kalin stalks toward me. His hands glide down my curves and land on my waist with his fingers pressing into my ass. “You’re so beautiful,” he says in a hoarse whisper. “I’m the one who lucked out and found you, Annabelle. Please don’t ever forget that.”
The words wrap around me like a warm sunny day. My body responds to him again in a rush of warmth, but my mind remains guarded. I still don’t know if I’m dreaming. I bounce my small fists against his hard chest. He clenches his strong hands around my wrists, bends his head toward mine, and pulls me in. Pressing his lips against mine, he devours my mouth with a hunger evident in every caress of his lips and each stroke of his tongue. Our tongues tangle and dance together, causing my body to ache with need again. He tugs at my lower lip with his mouth before pulling away, licking his lips as if enjoying the taste. I press my lips in and smother a grin, savoring the sweetness of his lips.
“C’mon, I have some clothes for you in the closet, Shorts, shirts, whatever you want. I hope you don’t mind. Coffee is on the bar with brunch.”
A few minutes later, Kalin returns, wearing his swim gear and carrying a bag slung across his bronze, bunched shoulder. Two mounds of strong, hard flesh shape his full chest over the tight muscles of his abdomen. His navy blue trunks hang loosely from his hips to show off the rich layers of his pelvic muscles, which taper to his groin into a delicious V-shape. I allow my gaze to drift down to his trunks, which already show a visible bulge. I giggle, and he shrugs. “I told you I can’t help it. You have such a sweet body.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, but you can’t walk around like that.”
“There’s only one cure.”
“Kalin, it’s almost one o’clock and we haven’t even been to the beach.”
“I’ll try to think about something else besides you. Put some loose clothes on and try not to look so stunning. Never mind. It’s not possible.”
I shake my head at him and rummage through the closet. I slip into a pair of baggy shorts and a long-sleeved sweatshirt. I step out with my hands on my hips, and strut around in my new wardrobe like a model on a catwalk. “How’s this?”