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so hard...” I moan around his cock in my mouth and relax my mouth giving him permissions to do whatever the hell he wants to me.
    For once in a long time, I want to be fucked so hard where I can’t stand afterwards.
     
    “You’re going to burn.” A familiar man’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
    My eyes spring open, and I fumble to get off of the lounge chair and up onto my feet. My feet get tangled in my chair and I’m about fall into the pool when two strong arms grab me around the waist and I’m pulled into a hard body.
    I let out a breath as my heart pounds against his chest. I watch the frown on his face from behind my sunglasses. I tighten my legs as the memory of what we did still lingers in my mind.
    He reaches up and pushes my glasses to the top of my head. I blink a few times from the harsh sunlight. “You should be more careful,” he warns.
    “Of you?” Why do I sound so breathless?  
    He shakes his head. “I finally realized what you were so upset about. And I promise you that I had no idea who you were that night of my party.”
    “You’re lying,” I say starting to get myself under control.
    “I promise. I’m not.”
    “What are you doing here?” I ask trying to pull out of his arms, but he doesn’t let me go.
    “I just wanted to talk to you. To make sure, you understood I didn’t take you to bed with the wrong intentions.”
    I let out a rough laugh hoping it hides my discomfort of wanting a repeat of that night. “Yeah. Because just getting your dick wet is a much better excuse.”
    He gives me a slow and sexy smile. “Darling, you wanted it just as bad as I did.” He then runs the back of his knuckles down the side of my cheek. “If I remember correctly, you instigated it.”
    “Me?” I gape up at him.
    He nods. “The way your eyes raked over me. The way you bent over the pool table and pushed your ass out. I paid attention.” I huff. “You knew what you were doing,” he says, giving me a devious smile.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I play stupid. I just wanted one night to forget about Rodger. I just happened to have slept with a guy who my father signed. Why is karma coming after me?
    “Now who’s the one lying?” He leans down so close his lips are almost touching mine. I lick mine. “And now I want another chance to show you just how much you enjoyed it. Preferably without as much alcohol involved this time.”
    I shake my head. “That can’t happen.”
    “It can. And it will.”
    “No,” I say firmly.
    “What? Are you saying I don’t have a chance?” He lifts an eyebrow and gives me a small smile.
    I let out a breath before telling him the truth. “I had one intention that night and that was to forget my ex,” I say, and his smile drops off of his face. “So both of our intentions were not pure.”
    “You speak of my intentions as if you still don’t believe me when I say I didn’t know who you were,” he says frowning once again.
    I shrug carelessly. “Does it really matter? It happened. You’re the one who won’t let it go.”
    “You’re right,” he says softly. “I don’t want to let it go.” He runs his hand up my back. “I want you again and again. Why do you make it sound like such a bad thing?” He presses his lips against mine. I open up without hesitation letting him kiss me. It’s just a kiss. What could it hurt?
    My lips work with his as if they have done it a thousand times. I feel his fingers brushing against my back and then his hand is covering my breast.
    I gasp in his mouth when I realize he had untied the top of my bathing suit.
    He chuckles softly. “I want you right now.”
    “My dad...” If he saw this, he would shit a brick and both of our lives would be over.
    “He’s not here,” he whispers.
    “Jackie?” I ask. How can I get out of this?
    “She has probably left already.”
    If I know Jackie, she is probably sitting in one of the windows, eating my ice cream while watching us. She’s