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“You’re a temptress, you know that?” He glides the tip of his finger down the center of my chest. “And I’m a weak man, honey.” The hint of danger in his voice sends a delicious thrill down my spine.

“Think you can catch me?” I rise onto the tips of my toes and give him a quick peck before diving into the pool. The crisp water is refreshing and much needed to cool down my heated body.

When I swim to the surface, Tommy’s already there, shaking his wet hair out of his face with a flick of his head. He wraps me in his arms and presses his body against mine, rubbing his massive cock along my lower belly.

I gasp, looking into his intense eyes, now clouded with passion. “Please... I want you so badly.”

“God, Kate,” he growls in response, all traces of his restraint having disappeared. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

Our lips crash together, a collision of fire meeting gasoline. The world around us fades away as we lose ourselves in each other’s touch, our bodies moving together in a primal dance of need and lust. There’s nothing but the taste of him on my tongue, the feel of his hands on my skin, and the deep connection that threatens to burn us both.

His deft fingers remove my bikini bottoms and toss them onto the deck with a wet plop before shoving his swim shorts down his strong thighs. He lifts my legs onto his arms, the backs of my knees resting in the crooks of his elbows. His cock nudges at my entrance and I hold my breath with anticipation, waiting for the delicious burn when he fills me up. Then, with a powerful thrust, he slams inside me and forces the air from my lungs in a loud moan.

“Daddy missed you, baby. I thought I’d never have you again,” he whispers into my neck as I hold on tight while he fucks me.

We cling to one another, the line between right and wrong blurring as we explore every inch of each other’s bodies. Our moans mix with the sounds of the water splashing around us, each thrust sending waves rippling outward. The urgency grows, fueled by the knowledge that we need to make the most of these next few days.

I surrender myself to him, to the passion that seizes us. “Harder, Daddy. Make me come,” I beg, meeting his every thrust.

He turns us around and walks us to the side of the pool, pressing me against the cool tiles. “You need more, baby? I’ll give you more,” he groans, then takes my mouth in a searing kiss. Holding me up with my thighs spread wide, Tommy commands, “Play your clit for Daddy. I need to feel your cunt squeezing around me while I fill you with my cum.” He has no idea what his words do to me as I hurry to comply with his wishes.

We move together, teetering on the edge of ecstasy, before plummeting over the precipice, our cries echoing through the summer air as we shatter into a thousand glittering shards of euphoric bliss.

“I can’t stay away from you, Kate,” he admits while his dick twitches inside me with every spurt of cum he releases.

“I don’t want you to, Daddy. I’m all yours.”

As our breathing slows and our heartbeats return to normal, we remain entwined, unwilling to break the spell that has woven itself around us. In the late-morning light, with the sun beaming down on our forbidden rendezvous, it feels as if anything is possible. Like everything in my life is just as it should be.

“Tommy. Promise me?—”

“We’ll figure it out, baby,” he murmurs back, his gaze a mixture of lust and uncertainty.

His cock is still inside me when he kisses me deeply, and we give ourselves over to the passion that has reignited. The days ahead will be filled with secrets, stolen moments, and the undeniable truth that our lives have been irrevocably changed by the connection we share.

3

TOMMY

Istride out of the boardroom, feeling each tick of my watch like a physical weight. Guilt gnaws at me as I check the time again. I’m late—overdue for picking up Kate. She’s waiting downstairs. And the thought of her alone, tapping a foot or checking her phone, quickens my steps.

Descending to the cafe, I push through the hum of chatter as my eyes sweep the small room, searching until they land on her. There she is, lost in a book, a picture of beauty and serene patience. A flush of relief washes over me as I drink in the sight of her, blond hair cascading over her shoulders and lips pursed in concentration.

“Kate,” I start, my voice laced with regret as I pull out a chair and sit beside her. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting, baby. My meeting went longer than I expected.”

She glances up, and that bubbly smile of hers dances across her face. “Tommy, it’s fine. I had company,” she says, gesturing to the novel in her hands, setting me at ease despite my tardiness.

I lean forward, the annoyance of the day melting away in her presence. “Let me make it up to you,” I offer, the words carryinga new determination. “How about we go shopping? I’ll take you anywhere you want.”

“Shopping?” She tilts her head, feigning protest. “That’s not necessary.”

I’m insistent, firm yet charming… I hope. “Come on, honey, indulge me. Hermes? Dolce? Whatever you want,” I suggest, rolling off names of high-end boutiques. It’s a familiar world, one where luxury is a language I speak fluently.

Her gaze sparkles with mischief, and she leans in closer, her fruity floral scent wrapping around me. “Enchanté.” Her voice has a teasing lilt that sends an unexpected jolt to my cock.

“Lingerie?” I’m amused and intrigued all at once. Her suggestion isn’t just about the place; it’s a challenge, a flirty test of my willingness to give in to her every whim. And damn it, I’m more than willing. I’m eager. “Daddy’s happy to buy you anything you want,” I concede with a grin, happy to grant her every request. The prospect sends a pulse of excitement through me, a response that surprises me with its intensity.

“Perfect,” she purrs, closing her book with a decisive snap and rising from her seat. “Let’s see what kind of trouble we can get into.”

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