“I was only thinking… if I leave, your uncle will be kicked out again.” Reaching for my glass,
I take a slow sip of wine, careful to keep my hands from trembling. Focus on the story. “He doesn’t want to leave his home. I guess I was trying to help him find a way to stay. If whatever he was trying to do before is impossible now, then Rowan can allow him to come back. Right?”
Cal’s muscles visibly relax. He gives me a half-smile as he returns to how we’ve always been with each other. I let out a controlled breath. That was too fucking close. I can’t let Cal figure out why I’m really here before I have something to make up for what I’ve done. I’ve got to find my gift of atonement before he ever uncovers the truth about Ava and me, or he’ll never forgive me.
It’s a long shot he’ll forgive me, period, but I can’t think that way. I can’t let him go without a fight.
“I don’t know if Rowan will ever forgive our uncle for what he did.” His voice is quiet, controlled. “If Reggie wants to stay in Monagasco, you should let him work it out on his own.”
“You’re right,” I say, happy to move away from the subject. “We don’t have to talk about it anymore.”
He does a little wave. “I’ll sign the bill, and we can head back to the estate. There are still a few hours of sunlight left.”
Our eyes meet, and I reach across to hold his hand briefly. “I’m sorry if I spoiled our dinner with all my questions.”
“You can make it up to my by going to the gala tomorrow night.”
He turns his hand over so our palms touch, our fingers lace. It’s so warm and perfect. All I can think about is our bodies meeting in the same way and how good it always feels.
“I’ll go.” I can’t tell him no, and I will do everything in my power to make this right. After that, I know what I have to do.
Rowan
Ava is in my arms, her soft breasts flat against my chest. Her slim arms are around my neck, and her eyes close as I rock into her. Her dark hair swirls around us in the water like a cape. She’s so beautiful, and my cock is deep between her thighs. I can only let go as waves of pleasure roll over us.
With every thrust of my hips, her inner muscles clench, and she exhales a soft moan. I’m so close to finishing, my balls ache. A tilt of her chin, and our mouths unite, tongues sliding together. She tastes like the strawberries I fed her along with our champagne, and she feels like fucking heaven—hot, clenching, dick-massaging heaven.
“Rowan,” she whispers softly. “Please.”
“Please?” I take another hit off her luscious lips.
“Move me,” she sighs, and I slide my hands down to her ass, gripping it and pulling her harder against my hips, scrubbing her clit against my body.
I’m rewarded with a renewed eruption of clenching muscles around my shaft, and I have to grind my teeth to keep from coming. I continue moving her, harder, faster until her thighs flex at my waist. Her nails grip into the skin of my shoulder, and I’m no longer setting the pace. She’s riding me, getting off on my cock. It’s so damn good, I can’t hold back anymore.
“Fuck, Ava,” I groan, holding her upper back, trying to keep myself anchored on this planet with only her for support.
My dick pulses again and again, filling her, and she’s riding, trembling until she breaks. I feel her entire body tense, and a low moan cracks with her voice.
“Yes,” she gasps, bucking against my hips. “That’s it.”
She’s smiling, but her eyes are still closed. Her arms are tight around my neck, and her body moves slower, coming down as a beautiful flush spreads across her breasts.
“Look at me,” I say, catching her chin as I give the low command.
“Hm,” she smiles, blinking those beautiful eyes open.
I can’t help it, I kiss her again, pulling her tongue into my mouth. Devouring her sweetness, causing her to moan again, another little spasm around my dick. Pulling back, I give her lip a teasing nibble, and she sighs.
“So good,” she says, leaning her head against her arms, which are still tight around my neck.
My thoughts move to what we’ve done several times over the last few days. Her body is fantastic, and I’ve become somewhat obsessed with her. I haven’t been as careful as I normally would.
“I’m sorry I haven’t been more vigilant about protection.”
Her brow lines, and her head rises. “I hadn’t really thought about it either. But you don’t have to worry. Technically, you’re my first real lover.”
I touch her chin and the warmth in my chest could only be tempered by my determination to avenge her past.