Page 36 of Mafia Boss's Fake Fiancée

“We sure are.”

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My mouth falls openwhen Adriana walks out through the back door of the villa I rented. She’s only wearing a black bikini. My cock twitches as my gaze travels her body.

I’ve seen her naked more than once, but she still has the same effect on me. It’s crazy. I should be over her by now, but instead, it’s like I’m only getting more attached and addicted to her.

It’s dangerous. Not good.

But I don’t care.

“You complained about the cold only a few hours earlier, but now you walk out in a bikini just because we’re at the seaside?” I raise my eyebrows at her as she lies down on the lounge chair next to me.

“It’s way different. Can’t you tell? We’re no longer in the Alps. The sky is clear, the sun here burns like crazy, and there’s no wind.” She turns her head to me. “Why don’t you take off your sweater?”

“Did you at least put some sunscreen on? Just because it’s winter doesn’t mean it’s safe, especially when you say the sun burns like crazy.”

“Shit,” she mutters. “I forgot about that.”

“I’ll go find some,” I say before she can get to her feet.

“Thanks.” She flashes me a smile and slides on her sunglasses.

When I return, she extends her hand for the sunscreen bottle, but I move it out of her reach.

“I’ll do it,” I say.

A smile tilts her lips. “Okay. At least you got rid of the sweater.”

“You were right. It’s hot in the sun.” I roll the sleeves of my dress shirt up.

Adriana is watching me. I’m sure of it, even if I can’t see her eyes through her sunglasses. But I can feel her intense gaze observing my every move.

When I run my fingers over her skin, applying the sunscreen, her breath catches. My hands glide over her body, and she squirms a little and presses her legs together.

“Did you send all the staff away?” she asks, her voice a little hoarse. “I can’t see anyone.”

“I did.” The guards are on the other side of the house, and we’re completely shielded from prying eyes. “I like my privacy. But I can call them back if you want something.”

“No. It’s fine. I like my privacy too.” She licks her lips.

We’re not going to last much longer before we’re overcome by desire, are we? My erection bulges in my pants, and Adriana’s breaths quicken.

“Turn around,” I say.

She obeys, glancing at me over her shoulder. I massage the sunscreen into her skin, and she moans when I rub her ass.

A smile spreads across my lips. She’s more than ready for me.

“It’s getting too hot here,” I say as I caress her thighs. “Do you want to go inside?”

“No. But you’re right. It’s getting too hot. Maybe you should help me take off my panties?”

“Aren’t you afraid someone might see you?” I catch the strings of her bikini panties.

“You said we were alone here, so no.”

“You’re a very naughty girl.”

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