“You laugh now, wait until you see things that you shouldn’t see. You would be such a scared little girl, just like the women who take it for fun.” I freeze. He did not just make a reference about his dick.
“That’s the most dickhead comment I have ever heard.”
“But it’s the truth, and you know I always say what’s on my mind,” with that he takes his shirt off.
Look away, Ale. Do it now, before you think he’s hot again. Yeah, no, you did not look away and that is all your fault.
I could stare at him all day.
Nope, Ale you could not because he repulses you.
But he also has a six pack and a back that you would love to grab onto.
Stop staring, Ale or he’s going to notice you’re drooling.
But his skin is glistening, it makes me want to lick it.
Nope, his good looks do not make up for his horrible personality.
Snapping out of my trance, I see Xavier run up towards us to one of the beach towels after getting out of the waves for a little break.
“Ale, you have to get in, the water is amazing.” He reaches up and shakes out his hair. “Okay give me a second.” He nods and jogs back in, making a splash as he dives.
Getting up, I take off my hat and glasses, dropping them carefully onto the towel. I pick up my bag taking my sunscreen out so I can reapply. I’m not about to look like an apricot at the mere age of twenty.
Pulling my shirt off, revealing a simple black bikini top. I sweep my shorts off, showing the G-string bottoms.
I take the sunscreen and start applying it all over. My face, stomach, legs, arms, shoulders, and even my ass. Trying to reach my back I reach over as much as possible, clearly struggling in the process.
“Your stubbornness is really showing,Ragazza. Let me help,” I hear the devil say from behind me. He takes the sunscreen bottle out of my grip and opens the lid, squeezing the liquid onto his palm. Turning back around, I look at the ocean, trying to concentrate on the waves and the breeze that the ocean creates. I feel his large, warm hands start applying sunscreen to my back. When the cold liquid in his hands hits my skin, I jump a little.
He starts from the middle of my back, moving to the top of my bathing suit bottom. Applying it meticulously, his hands feel like they’re melting into my skin. Grabbing more sunscreen, he goes over my shoulders and rubs it in like it’s a damn massage. The tension in my neck and shoulders quickly fades. His fingers go deep into my previously tense muscles, and damn does it feel good. He starts massaging the sunscreen so deeply into my skin that I moan out loud.
He stops, brings his lips to my ear, and says,“fatto.”He steps away slowly.
Holy fuck, did I just moan?
I start praying to whatever God is above.
God, please take me off this earth. I can’t bear the thought of moaning at the hands of this asshole. Please erase this experience from my mind immediately, or I can’t bear living. Please, I beg of you, God.
“Care to return the favor, Miss Castillo?” I hear Mr. Donatello say behind me.
I nod hesitantly as I reach for my sunscreen.
“You won’t be needing that. I bought some spray on sunscreen while I was in the gift shop.” He smirks up at me.
This motherfucker.
ChapterFifteen
Luca Donatello
“Iam not going into that tacky murder house.”
“Yes, you will because this has been a place on my bucket list since forever and I need to see it. So, if you’ll excuse me, I will be going in with or without you.”
“Um. I’m going with her. The pictures will be insane.” Xavier scurries after a very excited Miss Castillo.