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“You’re beautiful,” he counters, giving my ass a squeeze. “This place is great, but as long as I’m with you, I’m happy.”

“Oh, really?” I tease. “Last time I checked, you were terrified of the basement.”

He coughs. “Yes, because it’s a portal to hell and filled with snakes.”

I raise one eyebrow, ready to tease him more, but before I can, he pulls me close, ghosting his lips over my earlobe and stealing the air from my lungs.

“But since you’re queen of the damned, I’m always safe with you.”

A laugh escapes me. “You spoil me with compliments.”

He gives my ass another squeeze. “Anything for my princess. Now, do you want to eat or swim first?”

Lips pressed together, I study him, reading into the hunger in his eyes.

We’re all alone out here, and I’m feeling a little freer than usual.

So with my focus fixed on his face, I reach back and untie my bikini top.

I couldn’t find my one-piece this morning. Standing here now, I can’t help but think that Dylan hid it for this reason. I’ll deal with her later. As the cups fall away from my breasts, I toss the scrap of fabric onto the deck and give Enzo a wink.

He shucks his shirt quickly and kicks off his flip-flops. “Are you teasing me, Princess, or are we doing this for real?”

Maybe it’s the thrill of sailing again, or the prosecco. Maybe it’s because I’m out here in the ocean with the love of my life. Whatever the reason, confidence surges in my veins.

So I shimmy off the bottoms and stand before him, completely naked.

He freezes, his jaw ticking and his eyes searing into my skin.

“Your turn.” With that, I sashay to the swim platform and dive into the water.

Chapter 12

Enzo

Delia floats, naked, with a green pool noodle positioned behind her. The way she’s reclined causes water droplets to run down her neck and breasts in the most alluring way. Beside her and naked as the day I was born, I revel in the warmth of the Florida sun.

We swim and kiss and drink prosecco while we soak up the glorious sunshine. Boston is miserable this time of year. In addition to the cold and endless slush, the sun disappears at four p.m. No wonder we’re both exhausted all the time.

“Thank you.” She paddles to the swim platform and takes another sip from the bottle.

“This feels decadent and incredible.”

My heart stumbles over itself. Fuck, I love how relaxed she is right now. “It helps that the water is perfect and I get to stare at your tits.”

With a roll over her eyes, she swims over to where I float, a noodle under my arms, wearing nothing but my sunglasses and a smile.

“I miss you.” She pushes her glasses onto her head, her expression turning serious. “I miss us.”

I pull her close for a kiss, and she wraps those long legs around my waist. God, the things I want to do to this woman.

“I’m right here,” I say. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

“Really? With her bottom lip caught between her teeth, she squeezes me with her thighs.

“’Cause I was hoping you’d take me onto the boat.”

My cock surges and my vision tunnels. “And what would you like me to do on the boat?”

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