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His hole pulsed quickly around me as I yanked him down, filling him balls-deep. Even as Finn still rode the high waves of his orgasm, I lost control and buried my head in the crook of his neck, my cock throbbing hard and spilling cum into the condom.

Finn pulled my head away and gazed into my eyes. His lips were parted, his breaths shaky and shallow, and his face glowing with heat and sweat. He watched me as I spent myself completely, finishing in one magnificent final crescendo and holding my breath as everything in me buzzed and trembled.

And when we were both finished, he inhaled a lungful of air, brought his head down, and pressed his lips hard against mine.

Breathless and exhausted, I surrendered to his sweet, healing kisses.

We lay on the bed, Finn on top of me, and kissed. Our kisses grew lazy, our breaths normal, but our embrace was just as firm as it had been before. We said nothing, but he held onto me just like I did onto him. And when he buried his head in my neck, I savored the warmth of his body against mine.

Naked, tired, and so ridiculously happy that I couldn’t imagine dozing off, I ran my fingers through Finn’s hair and wondered what tomorrow might bring. But before that could happen, we had a long night before us. Even as we regained our breaths, the coals in me burned hotter, and I wanted him again.

I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting you, I thought.I don’t think that’s possible.

But for now, I simply held him. My hands could speak with a richer vocabulary than my mouth. My fingers ran through his hair, and my palms felt his body later, and they could tell him things I couldn’t put into words.

CHAPTER 15

Finn

Long after wehad caught our breaths and harvested the energy from the plate of fruit and a decanter of wine, Percy and I made love again. When the brimming lust of days and days of desire was spent, we were no longer in a hurry. Instead, he kissed my body, licked my most sensitive places, and sucked me until I shuddered hard enough to shake the bed. We made love late into the night, sleeping only for a few incredible minutes before Percy kissed my closed eyelids and woke me up.

“You have to come with me,” he whispered warmly.

“Huh?” Emerging from a deep, short sleep was like leaving Hades and his Underworld for the land of the living, resurfacing slowly and letting reality sink in. Before I’d fallen asleep, Percy had given me a mind-shattering orgasm and followed it by holding me tightly from behind. For a moment, it seemed like I had dreamed the whole thing, and then I realized we were still naked.

Percy tugged my hand as he got out of the bed, his body barely visible in the pale twilight of an approaching day. The shadowy figure bent down and straightened again, pulling underwear up his legs. By the time I got up, Percy was fully dressed. He took my hand after a minute and led me outside ourroom, down the corridor, and up a flight of stairs. We emerged on the flat, tiled roof terrace under the dark, pre-dawn sky. We stood in the middle of the terrace, my hand comfortably in Percy’s, and gazed at the eastern sky. Not a wisp of a cloud stretched there, and the fresh, bright yellow light emerged against the darkness of the night.

Percy stepped closer to me, letting go of my hand and wrapping his arm around my waist. “First day of being your boyfriend,” he mused.

“In truth, at least,” I said.

Percy chuckled.

“I could stand here all day,” I whispered. It was so slight that my eyes could hardly notice it, but the light strengthened on the horizon, chasing away the night.

We spent long minutes up on the roof terrace watching the sunrise. Percy stepped behind me, arms wrapping around my body. “You know, this trip might be enjoyable after all.”

It was my turn to laugh.

Percy’s plan for the morning was as romantic as it could be. In the cool breeze of the mountains and beneath a large bougainvillea that released its sweet scents, we sat on wooden chairs, around a wooden table, by the protective marble wall between us and the steep slope. Our table brimmed with food, from zucchini fritters to cold cuts, tzatziki, a cheese platter, and honey-drizzled, feta-filled flaky dough. Greek coffee was infinitely stronger than what I was used to, and asking for an Americano earned me a worried look from Anamaria, the owner of Apollo’s Lantern.

We enjoyed our food, and I admired my bracelet as the sun climbed lazily toward the zenith.

And when Dimitrios picked us up, we had just said goodbye to Zeus. Percy had given his friend a sweet apple as a parting gift.

Dimitrios drove us back to the house, slowing down here and there for breathtaking views of the mountain ranges and the distant, endless sea. In one place, the mountain sloped down on both sides of the road, and the Aegean Sea was clearly visible both on the western and the eastern side of the island.

Dimitrios remembered, some three and a half minutes before our arrival, that there was a visitor this morning. “Benny,” he added when he saw our curious expressions.

The relief at hearing it confirmed alerted me that there was something large and worrisome still ahead in the near future. Percy’s ex was coming, too. And however much I felt desired by Percy, there was a real and raw fear deep within me that Percy’s old feelings had never truly gone away. What if seeing his ex neatly sat next to me would force Percy to compare us? What could I offer a guy like Percy when his oldest friend and one-time boyfriend competed for him next to me?

Would he compete?

I didn’t know and I didn’t want to know. If I knew anything about billionaires, it was that Percy was an exception among them. This guy might just dislike me for having attracted Percy in the first place. Billionaires were a possessive bunch with eccentric hobbies. Richie Whatshisface could get competitive purely for the sports of it.

“A businessman,” Dimitrios said, drawing my attention back to the conversation. Something about his tone told me he was making a joke.

“Is that so?” Percy asked in an exhausted voice and I knew for a fact that Dimitrios had been joking.