“Hardly. His chopper passed on the other side of the hill, and you were decent by the time Yannis arrived to tell us Alex was here.”
“Nevertheless, I’ll err on the side of caution and keep my suit on, thanks,” she said, laughing when he adopted a crestfallen expression. “And with my luck, the next time it’ll be a police chopper.”
“Spoilsport. But, never fear, I’ll get it off one way or the other.” With that sensual promise, he turned and said over his shoulder, “Last one in gets to play waiter during lunch.” The words were barely out of his mouth before he executed a clean dive into the warm pool.
Her outraged gasp went unheard as she dropped her hat and dove in after him. The playful fight that ensued continued all the way to the waterfall, until play transmuted into passion and gentle nips and soft cuddling became demanding kisses and urgent caresses.
“God, I can’t get enough of you,” he muttered, his mouth hot against her skin. “The thought of that asshole thinking he has any rights to you makes me see red.”
“Kiss me, and don’t think about him,” she urged, smoothing her hands through his wet hair.
He groaned, his hands almost rough as he disposed of her swimsuit, tossing it to the side of the pool before taking her in his arms. He took her standing up behind the intimate curtain of the waterfall. Her cries of ecstasy at the sensational, mind-melting power of his lovemaking blended into the rush of the water as she lost herself in her husband?
??s arms.
Afterward, with just enough strength to swim at Nick’s side back to where their picnic waited in the shade of a eucalyptus tree, she started to climb back into her swimsuit.
“I don’t know why you’re bothering. I’ll only get it off again after lunch,” he stated with pure male arrogance, watching as she smoothed sunblock on her exposed skin.
She looked over to where he lay stretched out on the large blanket, naked as the day he was born—well, not quite; he’d grown considerably since. Her mouth dried at the display of his bronzed perfection.
She’d never met a man so confident, so at home in his own skin as Nick. She was sure if it weren’t for the staff living on the island, he’d be perfectly happy always parading around in the buff. The few times he’d managed to convince her to swim naked with him, they’d been alone on the island, or it had been at night after Demetra and the rest of the staff had retired for the evening.
Her gaze shifted to the corded muscles of his thighs as he eased to his side and rested his head on his bent arm. Helplessly, her eyes traveled upward to the semi-turgid cock nestled in jet-black curls, and her breath caught in her throat. Her nipples peaked in response to his virile masculinity. She was so lost in him, she jumped when he spoke.
“If you carry on looking at me like that, lunch will be postponed, glikia mou,” he warned, his voice husky and aroused.
“Then maybe you should put some clothes on.” She managed to drag her reluctant gaze with away from him.
“Why, does my nudity bother you?” he challenged.
Determined not to give in, she shook her head. “Not at all,” she lied through her teeth. To give herself the best defense, she moved away to the other side of the blanket.
“In that case, you wouldn’t mind applying sunscreen to my back, would you?” He held out the small bottle to her. “I don’t want to burn,” he added.
Wondering what game he was playing since his Mediterranean skin only darkened, she hesitated.
“What’s the matter? Scared?”
She rolled her eyes. “You never burn, Nick. So I’m guessing you’re just trying to torture me.”
His grin was unapologetic. “I prefer to think of it as a mutually enjoyable experience.”
Pure lust flowed through her belly, the power of it making her shake her head. “We’ve made love—a lot—in the last few days, and yet I can’t seem to get enough of you.”
His smile disappeared. “Does it bother you, the strength of our chemistry?”
She shrugged. “Not bother, exactly. I just feel out of sorts, unbalanced.”
“It’s always been like that between us. You need to get used to it.”
Her gaze slid over him, and she attempted to lighten the suddenly heavy atmosphere. “Or you need to not be lying butt naked in broad daylight on a hillside, with police and security guards swarming around. It doesn’t help.”
The bottle in his hand remained where it was, extended in silent demand, his gaze steady and serious.
Was he testing her to see how far she could resist him? But that was ridiculous. They’d made love only a few minutes ago.
Whatever his reason, she wasn’t about to back down.