Page 44 of Arrogant Arrival

I’m in so much trouble. He smirks at me and leans in to whisper, “So sweet. Told you I could have you singing in under three minutes. Just so you know, I’m going to need more. When the lights go out again, it’s time for dessert.”

He takes my hand and leads me back to our table. I take a much-needed drink of wine, but I think I need water to cool me off after all that. The next singer takes the stage, and I try to focus on her but I feel Jimmy watching me. Finally, I turn to look at him and he’s smiling his most mischievous smile.

“Do you feel proud of yourself?”

“Actually, yeah. You know why? Because now when you hear Kostas, you won’t think about how hot he is, but how hotImakeyou.”

I roll my eyes and throw my hands up as I laugh. “You’re such an arrogant ass! Is that the only reason why you did that?”

“No. That was just a perk.” He shrugs and then leans forward on his elbows. “I did it because I got so fucking hard watching you dance. Once I got my hands on you, I had to be inside of you. I didn’t have enough time to whip my dick out so…I went with,” he wiggles his fingers at me like he’s casting a magic spell. I don’t know whether I want to laugh or throw a basket at his head.

The music changes again, but this time it’s very upbeat. It’s a mix of belly dancing, but with a pop beat. I give him a naughty smile and stand. I deliberately perk out my ass and breasts as I make my way to the steps of the stage. Other women have already come up here to dance, so I ease my way into the group but remain easily visible to Jimmy’s hungry eyes. If my last little dance did something for him, wait until he sees what I have in store for him this time.Let’s see how far I can push his limits.

As I close my eyes and feel the music, though, I forget about trying to drive Jimmy wild. I get lost in the hypnotic melody and the freeing feeling of just letting my body flow to the rhythm. I feel the velvety soft texture of flower petals slide down my skin. I hear the sound of hands clapping close to me and feel the warmth of his body before I see him. I know before I open my eyes that it’s Jimmy behind me. I smile up at him, and in a sultry voice, speak with a Greek accent, “Dimitri.”

“Koritsi mou.” His Greek accent, combined with that husky voice, sends a shiver down my spine. “You put on quite a show.”

“Glad you decided to join me.”

“And miss out on dancing with the most beautiful woman here? I’d never forgive myself. And I don’t believe in living with regrets, koritsi.”

The music changes as a male singer walks out on the stage. The clarinet and bouzouki are in full swing for this one. I notice more men come to the stage as some people form circles. I remember this from that night at the house, so I begin clapping and kneel in front of Jimmy. I reach over and tap the person next to me. I point to Jimmy and make a show of kneeling and clapping. They get my drift and join me in kneeling and clapping. Jimmy bites his bottom lip as he shakes his head at me. The person next to me yells something in Greek, but I assume it’s for him to come on and dance. Jimmy nods and begins dancing. Other people join our little group and cheer him on. I can’t help but notice women undressing him with their eyes. He’s like a feast for them. What they see is a gorgeous man who’s confident enough to dance in front of everyone—and his confidence is sexy as hell. What they don’t see is his good heart, passion, sense of humor, and … that I’m falling completely in love with him.No, no, no.This is for fun. I shake my head and clap to the beat. Jimmy smiles at me, and it’s so infectious that my smiles spreads wider.

When the song ends, everyone claps and pats Jimmy on the back. Before we make our way off stage, I wrap my arms around him and kiss him. He may not be mine forever, but he sure as hell is tonight. As we pull away, flower petals rain down on us. I laugh and look over to see Kostas. He grins and begins singing to us. He bends down and picks up more petals off the stage and tosses them on us. He stands between me and Jimmy as he continues to sing. Then, I hear a second male voice, and Kostas stops singing to cheer. “OPA!”

Kostas steps back and hands Jimmy the microphone. Jimmy takes it and keeps his eyes glued on mine as he sings with the band. Who knew he could sing? This arrogant, sexy Greek bastard can do everything.

I wish I knew what words he was singing, but the way he smiles at me and his eyes burn, I have an idea. He pours so much passion into the words as he takes my hand and places it on his chest above his heart. He holds it there as his hips gently sway to the beat. When the chorus ends, he hands the microphone back to Kostas to finish the song.

When we get to our table, I pull Jimmy in for a hug. “That was so amazing. I’ve never been serenaded before.”

“Me neither.” Jimmy smirks.

“Shut up. I mean it. That was so romantic, even if you were probably doing it just to be a ham and show off yet another amazing talent you have.”

“Another amazing talent? How about I show you the one talent I’m most proud of?”

“What’s that?”

“I said let me show you…” Jimmy raises his eyebrows and leads me to a dark corner. He sits me on a stone ledge.

“How’d you know this was here? Have you done this before?” I look around making sure that we’re completely hidden. I can still hear the loud music and cheering.

“I’ve been scoping the place out.” He slides my panties down and then shoves them in his pants pocket. “Sshhh. You don’t want us to get caught…” He spreads my legs and then smirks at me, “…or do you.” Before I can answer, my words get stuck in my throat.

And he’s taking me to heaven all over again.

Jimmy

It’s four in the morning by the time we make it back to our room. Despite having no sleep, I have to have Jolene. I’ve teased and tasted her all through the night, and now I plan to feel every inch of her body with mine. As soon as the door shuts to our hotel room, I grab her face and crash my lips to her. I lead us to the bed without breaking contact with her lips. We pull and tug on our clothing to quickly get them removed. There’s no foreplay because that’s been happening the entire night. I pound into her, and she loves it, and I don’t stop until I’ve given her every last drop of me. Then, we both crash.

I don’t even remember falling asleep. I wake up to the sound of my alarm. I’m also naked and half on top of an equally naked Jolene.

“Did we pass out after having sex?” I grumble as I try to shut off my phone alarm.

“I guess I was just that good.” She responds with her eyes still shut. “You’re welcome,” she yawns.

Jolene rubs her eyes and groans. “Fuck. We’ve got to get going. We have to be at the port in an hour.” She turns on her side and throws her leg and arm over me. “I don’t want to leave.”

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