Page 45 of My Favorite Sin

He surfaces right in front of me, with that same amused spark he’s held in his eyes for me all day. I’m suddenly hot within the cold water.

“Hey.” It’s a pathetic greeting but is all I can think to say.

He smirks, swimming closer to me. Far closer than he should. “Hey? You’ve barely spoken to me all day. Stop acting so nervous. People will notice.”

I swim backward, trying to create an acceptable distance between us. “You’re purposely trying to make me nervous.”

“Maybe. Cute bikini.” He swims closer, lowering his voice. “You, swimming in October? Come on, sis. If youwant my eyes on you, there are easier ways that don’t involve any clothes at all.”

My legs squeeze together at the instant flurry of arousal that travels through me. My breath quickens. My back bumps into the pool wall. “Dan,” I whisper in panic as he swims even closer. “What are you doing?”

I glance around, hoping no one sees us like this. Felix and Killian are busy chatting. Mom and Josh are lounging on daybeds, drinking cocktails with Tyler and Harper, now with the addition of Daxton and Jordan. But one look in our direction and they’ll see a brother and sister far too close.

Catching onto my concerns, Dan grabs a nearby pool float—a giant swan—and positions it between us and the rest of the family, acting as a shield. It barely puts me at ease. With a tilt of someone’s head or a couple steps to the side, we’ll be caught.

“So, big date tonight,” he says. “Don’t you think we should talk about what will happen? I mean, as your teacher.”

“I thought the teaching thing was off.”

“You thought wrong. I still have lots of things to teach you,” he whispers, the sound filthy.

My heart thumps so hard I can feel it all throughout myself. All I can do is breathe. No words come out of my mouth. All week, I’ve been desperate to feel Dan’s hands on my body. Now that he’s so close, the desire is intensified. Yet at the same time, I’m panicked someone will catch us like this.

“An hour ago, you wanted to punish me for this date. Now you’re encouraging me to go on it?”

“Yes. All part of my teaching. You’ll see. And don’t worry, you’ll still be punished.”

Dan places both hands on the pool ledge, either side ofmy head, and pulls himself closer, till his body is pressed against mine. I muffle a gasp at the feel of his cock against my stomach. He grabs my thighs and hooks them around his waist, pushing the head of his erection to my opening.

My legs tighten around him for a blissful moment, drawing us closer, until common sense snaps me out of it and I push space between us. “What has gotten into you, acting this way in front of the family when we could so easily get caught.”

“That’s half the fun of it. You’ve been such a good girl your entire life. I know how much it turns you on, doing the wrong thing.”

“But—”

“No buts. I’ll do whatever I want to you, whenever I want. Remember?”

I search Dan’s eyes, trying to read what’s happening between us. The way he looks at me is with the same depravity I witnessed in the backseat of his car. Utter obsession, and I love it. It’s a look I haven’t been able to get out of my head all week. I want to see him look at me like this again when it’s just the two of us and I’m naked. Not when we’re in public.

His antics suddenly make sense and my stomach twists with fear. “This is my punishment—submitting and letting you do what you want with me right in front of our family?”

“Yes, Queen.”

The fear is replaced with shock, hearing that name leave his lips. My heart squeezes and I work hard to prevent my chin from trembling. “You haven’t called me that name since before Paris?—”

“You never stopped being my queen, even after how badly you fucked up by leaving me the way you did.”

I lick my lips, thinking about all the years we livedtogether and how much I miss what we had. “What do you want me to do?” I murmur.

“Go to the outdoor shower and wait for me there.”

My muscles throb between my legs,needingto be relieved no matter what fucked up situation I’m about to get myself in. I follow Dan’s instructions without question and climb out of the pool, wringing my hair.

“Are you heading inside, honey?” Mom calls to me from her sun lounger, mid-conversation with Jordan.

“Yeah, I need to start preparing for my date tonight.”

I walk past the group, around the corner of the pool house and out of sight to its exterior shower. Cold water trickles down my body once I turn the faucet on, but it does nothing to lower the heat building in my core. I rest my back against the shower wall and close my eyes, trying to find some stability within myself while waiting for Dan and whatever he has in mind for me.

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