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  Eva laughed slightly. “I found him, Nicole. Back off,” she teased. She watched Nicole invading Andreas’ personal space with amusement.

  Andreas seemed unaffected by the advances of Nicole. His hazel orbs never left Eva and his lips broadened into a wide smile. A dark chuckle escaped his lungs and he glanced at the audacious girl hanging on him. “You heard the woman. I’m claimed,” he said without missing a beat.

  “I see,” Nicole said with a mock pout as she removed herself from Andreas. Her eyes twinkled at him. “Just take care of my baby girl, hot stuff. She hasn’t had cock since she got into college.”

  “Nicole!” Eva screeched out, her cheeks burning hotter than suns. How dare she say that! Eva thought to herself.

  Andreas glanced between the two but said nothing. He was far too entertained.

  “It’s true!” Nicole said with a defiant snicker. “Now go get something shoved between your legs, Eva. You can share all the naughty details in the morning. I don’t want you back at the hotel until it’s light outside! Is that clear, young lady?” She spoke in a commanding tone. A part of her felt slightly uncomfortable about leaving Eva alone with a strange man, but she had to admit that if their positions were reversed she wouldn’t hesitate to jump his bones. She concluded that it was only fair to allow her friend the same freedom.

  Eva found her legs trembling at the words, and the muscles in between her thighs contracted as though she could already imagine Andreas sliding himself inside her. She snapped out of those thoughts and fought off the alcoholic haze that filled her mind. “Just go away,” Eva said with gentle irritation, but Nicole was already off to find her own conquest for the night.

  Andreas continued to smile as he took a step closer to Eva. “You have quite a charming friend,” he said as he placed a strong hand on her shoulder.

  The pressure was gentle and comforting. Eva turned her blue eyes down to the sand and laughed nervously. “She’s a great girl,” she said softly, “when she isn’t trying to get me to have sex with strangers.”

  A light chuckle escaped Andreas’ lips. “I’d offer to get you a drink, but what do you say about some water?”

  She nodded and straightened her posture. After all her dancing, she was beginning to feel dehydrated. She could also use something to stave off the effects of the liquor she had consumed. “That sounds lovely.”

  The pair walked back over to the bar together. James, the bartender, looked at them knowingly.

  “Two waters, James,” Andreas said smoothly as he took a seat at one of the stools.

  The bartender looked a little surprised by the request, but with a shrug of his shoulders he pulled out two bottles of water and handed it to the pair. “Here you are, Andreas.”

  “Come out here often, do you?” Eva asked with a smirk.

  “Actually, no. It’s just a small island,” he replied truthfully as he unscrewed the top of the bottle.

  She raised her brow, scrutinizing him as though she could discover lies in his face. Surely a guy this good looking makes a regular hobby of getting tourists like me into bed, she thought to herself. “Uh huh,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders, before taking a long chug of her water. The cool liquid passed down her throat smoothly, and she already felt the daze lift from her.

  He regarded her curiously for a moment. A flicker passed of confusion shot through his hazel eyes. “Why are you here?”

  She canted her head to the side, the question having caught her off guard. “I lost a bet,” she said simply. She wasn’t exactly keen on sharing her life story with a strange man, no matter how attractive he might be.

  “I can relate,” he said as he leaned against the bar. “My brother kind of dragged me out here tonight.” Andreas lifted a hand to scratch his head in embarrassment. “Tyler is a real ladies’ man,” he explained.

  “Maybe he’ll meet Nicole!” Eva joked with a slight snicker.

  “Wouldn’t that be amusing?” he replied. His eyes lingered over Eva as he spoke. He could see the perspiration glistening on her chest from her vigorous dancing. He found himself staring, and imagining all the other ways he could make her sweat. His pants began to tighten again, and he wondered why he couldn’t seem to control these thoughts.

  Noticing the way he was looking at her, Eva bit her lip. “Surely you didn’t bring me over here just have a drink of water and talk about my friend,” she said coyly, in a way she hoped was flirtatious.

  He shook his head, a smile forming on his lips. “Take a walk with me,” he said calmly as he raised himself from his barstool.

  Eva’s lips quirked in surprise, but she found her body moving in compliance. There was a definite predatory glint in his hazel-green eyes. It held her transfixed, and she knew that she wanted to go wherever he intended to take her. She needed what she saw in his eyes. It had been so long since anyone had looked at her the way Andreas was now—and if they had, she hadn’t noticed. At home, she always needed to be the responsible one, but now she yearned to throw caution to the wind. All of her worries were over a thousand miles away. She craved the thought of allowing this man to touch her, and letting her body just melt away with his.

  Just as she was wishing this, she felt Andreas take her hand. His fingers confidently intertwined with hers as he guided her away from the party and out along the beach. She found herself gazing at his powerful legs as his muscled rippled with every step he took. He was so large and intimidating that it made her feel small—but she was not frightened. Her feet pressed into the soft sand and the ocean breeze filled her nostrils with its salty scent.

  “Are you leading me away so that you can ravage me?” Eva asked him teasingly.

  “Of course,” he said in his deep voice as he glanced over his shoulder.

  Something in his eyes made her stomach ache with desire. This was not like her. She licked her lips slightly, trying to caution herself. They hardly knew each other—they had hardly even spoken! But there was no need for words. He seemed to have the ability to communicate a great deal with only his expression. Each step they took and each look they shared made the passion within her grow until she felt like she might burst unless she had him. “You should,” she whispered, almost too softly to be heard.

  The words caught him off guard and he turned around quite suddenly. He looked at her carefully, studying her eyes for confirmation. In the soft moonlight, her sweet face was irresistible. He actually hadn’t been sure of his own intentions, but now that she had spoken those words, he felt powerless to resist. It was like some dam was breaking inside of his mind, to know that she desired him as much as he craved her. Andreas could no longer control himself. Reaching out to cup her cheek with his palm, he stared down at her with a strange intensity. He leaned down, closing the distance between their faces, but he did not allow their lips to meet. He hovered an inch away from her face, allowing her to feel his breathing tickling her lips. Their minds knew what was about to come, yet they wished to prolong the inevitable, to savor the moment like fine wine.

  Eva’s heart was racing. With the closeness of his lips, her heart only beat faster. She felt like the organ was going to explode out of her chest. She knew that once his lips touched hers, there was no going back. She needed this. She needed to give into him completely, and allow all of her stress to be washed away in lust. The edges of his lips grazed her skin, and she gasped at feeling tiny shocks of electricity dance against her mouth. She felt the muscles low in her abdomen clench with desire. When his thumb brushed over her cheek, she felt her knees go weak. She tried her best to remain steady and upright and not collapse against him. It was her final moment of fleeting resistance before his lips firmly captured hers.

  The floodgates opened. Eva found her hands encircling his neck and pulling him in deeper. She was no longer capable of thinking. She felt the pressure of his tongue against her bottom lip, beseeching her for entrance, and her lips parted in consent. She felt his warmth plunge into her mouth, and allowed her own tongue to d
ance with his. The kiss was so deep that she forgot her own name as she allowed her body to melt against his. She felt the hardness of him pressed against her, and did not even realize that he had somehow lowered her to the sand. When she opened her eyes, she found his knee nestled between her legs as he lay above her on the beach. All the inhibitions of her real life were forgotten.

  “I want you,” she whispered, tugging impatiently at his belt.

  “Shhh,” Andreas said, grasping her wrists. “Not here.”

  “Then where?” she demanded. “Take me.”

  “As you wish,” he said with a small chuckle. He needed no more encouragement than this. He easily lifted her off the ground into his strong arms and carried her away from the exposed beach.

  Eva was startled at the sudden feeling of weightlessness, and she wrapped her arms around his neck for support. She gazed at the outline of his chin against the moonlit sky, feeling so dizzy with lust that it clouded her judgment more than the alcohol had done earlier. She felt her body swaying against him with every step he took, and she questioned whether she had gone insane. How was it that a sensible girl like herself could feel so overwhelmed by the urge to feel a man moving inside her? A man she had just met? To make it worse, she could think of little else. Her body screamed at her with insatiable need.

  When Andreas leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead, Eva sighed contentedly. She somehow felt safe in his arms, and she knew the burning desire in her womb would soon be quenched.

  Chapter Five

  Waved crashed against rocks and sprayed their salty liquid into the air. The sounds of the water were drowned out by echoing laughter and moans of pleasure within the cave. Eva had been gently placed on her back against the rocky floor as Andreas moved to lie on top of her. His lips trailed butterfly kisses along her neck and collarbone. His tongue darted out as he licked at her breasts and skillfully untied the string of her bikini.

  She blushed slightly as the fabric was pulled away, shuddering when the cool air breezed across her nipples. “Be gentle,” she whispered softly, suddenly feeling shy. Her eyes looked up at him, filled with excitement and longing.

  “I would never hurt you,” he said sincerely. His eyes drank in the sight of her perfectly-formed breasts as he breathed in her sent. He kissed her tender skin, but avoided her erect nipples as much as he could, despite yearning to suck on them.

  She moaned at the touch and squirmed under him, arching her back. His teasing had the desired effect and her breathing became more and more labored. “Andreas, please,” she whimpered softly as the torture continued.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked knowingly, waiting for her to give voice to her desires.

  “Stop teasing me,” she said begged as she pressed herself against him wantonly. Her fingers drifted down to slipped under the waistband of his shorts. She didn’t have to search much before her fingers connected with the warmth of his swollen member. She eagerly gripped at his hardening cock. “Give this to me,” she said with half-lidded eyes as she began to stroke the flesh.

  He groaned at the contact. “All in good time,” he said as shivers went up his spine at her demands. A smirk formed on his face and he lowered his head onto one of her breasts, taking the flesh into his mouth and sucking on it. He quickly became drunk on his own lust at her sweet taste, and he sucked harder in an attempt to milk her with his mouth.

  She cried out in pleasure and threw her head back. “Oh, Andreas,” she moaned out. Her hand continued to pump at his cock under his shorts.

  The article was growing cumbersome and Andreas deftly removed his shorts while keeping his mouth latched onto her breast. He moaned against her as she started stroking him faster and he felt his orgasm stir. He had to release her breast to take a few deep breaths. He had a rule: never attain release before his woman. Once he had regained control, he began kissing down her body. She was forced to release him as the rod drifted away.

  “I want to taste you,” Andreas said huskily as he kissed the fabric of her bikini bottoms.

  Her face flushed furiously and she nodded wordlessly. The ties keeping her bottoms on was undone in an agonizingly slow manner. He smiled up at her as he let his nose fall to rest against her mound. He breathed in her intoxicating scent. The tip of his tongue found her nub, sending jolts of pleasure through her. Her hands gripped his hair and she pulled him deeper into her aching pussy.

  Dutifully, he lapped at her soft folds. His tongue darted in and out, exploring the inner walls of her most intimate depths. She moaned out in pleasure as his skill overcame her senses. His tongue flourished across her clit, eliciting loud cries of ecstasy from Eva.

  “I bet you do this all the time with girls you’ve just met,” she said in the throes of her passion. She was trying to remind herself of the circumstances—that she wasn’t allowed to get attached. Her blue eyes gazed down at him as she bucked her hips against his mouth.

  He lifted himself away from her wetness for a moment to offer a smile. “No. I don’t have many women in my life,” he said truthfully. It was rare for him to be in this position at all, let alone less than an hour after meeting someone. He was surprised at himself, but there was something he craved about this woman. He couldn’t help giving in and seizing the moment.

  “Uh huh,” she joked, running her fingers through his sandy blonde hair. “Just get back to work.”

  “As you wish,” he whispered against her skin as he returned to pleasuring her.

  Her back arched even more as she felt her impending climax. “Just don’t call me Buttercup or I’ll kill you,” she said with a noise that was half-moan, half-laugh. She allowed her head to roll back to rest against the cool rock. “This feels wonderful, Andreas. I’m close,” she bit her lip to keep from screeching as his tongue danced across her folds.

  “Come for me, Eva,” he commanded her as he attacked her clit wildly.

  The tone in his voice made her legs begin to tremble as her muscles clenched. She couldn’t believe what she was doing, but it felt too good for her to care. The pressure built and built until it exploded in a gush throughout her body. Her orgasm tore through her and her back stiffened. She couldn’t even cry out; the muscles in her throat were too constricted to allow any kind of sound from escaping. Yet he continued to press on with his attack, furiously sliding his tongue in and out of her folds. She couldn’t think—couldn’t breathe. She was no longer in control of herself.

  “Stop, stop,” she begged him. It was too much sensation. Her body was in overload and she couldn’t even seem to move.

  He stopped, looking up at her with a wolfish grin painted across his face. “I can get a little carried away,” he explained as he kissed her inner thigh. “You taste heavenly,” he said softly before giving her one last lick.

  She shuddered at his words and touch. Her body flinched away and a small giggle escaped her lips. “Just get inside of me, before I change my mind,” she ordered with a smirk. He wasn’t the only one that could take charge.

  Her order surprised him and he raised a brow at her. A sly smile touched his eyes as he crawled up over her body, planting kisses along the way. “As you wish, princess,” he chuckled darkly. His lips pressed against hers and his tongue twirled in her mouth.

  She smirked at the words and batted his arm playfully. Eva had never dreamed that her vacation would lead to this, spiraling out of control so quickly. But now that she was here, underneath Andreas, she couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. His strong arms and soft kisses filled her with infinite pleasure while still giving her a sense of safety. The thought struck her as odd when he leaned down to kiss her with those succulent full lips of his. Yet it was true; this strong stranger made her feel protected, and she wished the night would never end.

  “Are you ready?” he asked softly. His hard cock rested against her soft leg. The texture of her skin gave him a sweltering feeling of longing. He wanted nothing more than to be buried to the hilt inside of this woman. His mind couldn’t even pr
ocess how much he wanted her; he simply did.

  “Yes! Now quit tormenting me,” she said, biting his neck playfully. “If you want me to beg for it, why don’t you show me what it can do first?” She challenged him with an encouraging slap to the steely flesh of his ass.

  The playful whack to his bottom spurred him on like a mustang, and he immediately lifted his hips into position. His gazed down at her with a stormy look in his hazel-green eyes. The tip of his cock aligned with her opening without assistance, as if it instinctively knew where it belonged. “Be careful what you wish for,” he warned in a low voice as he thrust his hips forward. The motion was confident but gentle. He wanted to prolong the parting of her lips and to slowly feel her walls stretching to accept his length.

  She closed her eyes, allowing herself to get lost in the pleasure of his cock penetrating her pussy. It had been years since anything larger than a small toy had been inside of her—and she had always found that largely unsatisfying. She gripped his shoulders as he inched his way inside her at an unbearably slow pace. Her panting breath filled the cave with echoes. “Fuck!” she cried out as the bulbous head popped into her slit. “More!” she demanded. “All of you, now.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to get the best angle.

  He was a little surprised at her enthusiastic reaction as she pulled him deeper into her. His cock slid entirely inside of her and he cried out at the unexpected warmth of her tight walls. His control was completely shattered in that moment. Andreas thrust his raging erection in and out of her slit like a piston. He bucked his hips wildly, with reckless abandon. “Eva,” he moaned , throwing his head back as the pleasure overwhelmed him.

  “That’s right,” she uttered in bliss as she tangled her fingers up in his hair. She lifted her own hips to match him thrust for thrust. “Come on, Andreas. Fuck me. Fuck me!”

  He didn’t need to be told twice and his pace picked up rapidly. The way she was moving under him drove him wild, and brought out an animalistic side of him that he had long forgotten. Andreas felt that his release was close and he didn’t know how much longer he could last. Being inside this woman felt more than just pleasurable; it felt right. Her walls began to pulse around him in pleasure, massaging him as he pounded her. He lowered his head into the nape of her neck and sunk his teeth in the soft flesh there. The blood underneath the thin layer of skin teased his tongue and he longed to apply just enough pleasure to get a sample of what would have to be the sweetest liquid known to man.