Page 65 of Raul
There were a lot of people milling around the property.
Even though she wouldn’t see them, they would see her and Raul cavorting in the pool.
That doused her excitement like a bucket of water from a frigid mountain stream.
“Um, maybe this isn’t such a good idea.” She threw Raul an apologetic glance. “You have a lot of staff.”
He stopped and heaved an audible sigh. “They will give us our privacy, I assure you.”
“What does that mean?” She scanned around again but saw no one.
“How do I put this delicately?” He stared at the ocean for a moment before turning back to her. “I am human, as you know too well. I enjoy human pleasures. The people who work here understand that and turn away when necessary.”
So he had brought other women here. No surprise, but jealousy still stuck its claws in her.
“Are you ever truly alone?” she asked as she tried to banish the feeling.
“My position requires protection.” He shrugged. “The trick is to focus on the person I am with and forget everyone else. And I am laser-focused on you.”
He braced his crutches so he could kiss the side of her neck.“Mi corazón,”he murmured, his warm breath whispering over her skin.
Arousal flashed through her once more, and she told herself that most of these people would never see her again. “Okay,Su Alteza Real,you may carry out my sentence for stealing your food.”
“Sometimes I love being the prince.” He gave her a toe-curling smile and nodded to the pool. “Criminals first.”
She ran her hand down the front of his jeans and squeezed the erection she could feel there, enjoying his gasp before she headed for the nearest chaise longue. She stripped off her shirt, jeans, and sneakers before remembering his injury and turningto find him seated on the next chaise longue, yanking his shirt over his head.
The flexing muscles of his back made the dragon tattoo dance, and she watched in appreciation until he went to work on his jeans.
“Let me help,” she said, walking around the lounge chair.
“Gladly.” He worked the jeans down to the tops of his thighs, and she pulled them the rest of the way off, leaving him in boxer briefs tented by his cock.
His mussed hair gleamed in the sunshine, which painted the ridges and valleys of his muscles with light and shadow. Centuries of kings marrying beautiful women—and queens choosing beautiful men—had created the gorgeousness of Raul.
“Being royal pays off in a lot of ways,” she said before she did a running dive into the turquoise pool.
The water was the perfect temperature, of course—cool enough to refresh but not shock. It felt like silk against her near nakedness. Fortunately, she did not mind swimming in pools or even rivers, but the ocean?Diablos, no!A quiver of fear ran through her.
She surfaced and smoothed her hair away from her face to watch Raul walk to the pool’s edge with barely a limp. His thighs flexed, and he traced a perfect arc into the pool, coming up in front of her. With his hair slicked back, the sharp elegance of his cheekbones and jawline stood out. Water beaded on his smooth skin before running in rivulets over his shoulders.
“God, you’re beautiful,” she managed to whisper despite her lungs refusing to draw in air.
“You stole my words.” He cupped her face and pressed his lips against hers, the warmth of them contrasting with the cool water. And then their bodies came together, and she couldn’t believe the water wasn’t boiling around them. The wet lace of her bra added friction when her tight nipples pressed against thewall of his chest. She put her arms around his neck and bounced up to wrap her legs around his waist, bringing his cock against the ache between her legs.
They groaned in unison before she remembered and leaned back. “Did I hurt your ankle with my weight?”
“You weigh nothing in the pool,” he said. “And I wouldn’t care anyway.”
Running his hands down her arms, he found the front clasp of her bra and unhooked it, the lace cups floating on the water. As he slid the straps off her shoulders, he walked toward the side of the pool where the water flowed over the edge.
“Put your elbows on the lip,” he commanded, boosting her up slightly.
As she leaned back, her breasts came out of the water. He bent to draw one nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it before he sucked hard. The exquisite sensation shot straight from her breast to her clit, making her inner muscles pulse. “Ay,Raul, again!”
He moved to her other breast, the motion shifting his cock against her so that she gasped at the shocking pleasure. And then gasped again as his mouth did wicked things to her nipple.
“I love how you react to me,” he said, his lips brushing her skin as he spoke.
