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  “You ready for a little action?” she said.

  He turned and his eyes darkened before he had a chance to hide his reaction with a frown. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

  Okay, he may not love her, but she sure as hell turned him on. And that she could play with. “Let’s go.”

  “Anxious are you?”

  She smiled as she stepped out the door in front of him, then grabbed his arm as he moved alongside her. “Very. I’ve never had group sex before. Just the thought of fucking a bunch of strangers makes me wet.”

  He arched a brow, and a tic pulsed in his temple. “Does it now?”

  She nodded, playing her femme fatale role to the hilt. “Of course. It’s the ultimate fantasy, don’t you think?”

  Shrugging, he kept his eyes straight ahead. “Sounds like fun to me.”

  They walked the rest of the way in silence. Serena struggled to balance on the stilt-like shoes. Not quite the same as running around in flat sandals or even regular heels. But these made her legs stand out. And she wanted everything about her to stand out tonight.

  They arrived to a packed house. Morgan, the resort manager, greeted them and showed them in. Serena was surprised to see her, and commented to that effect.

  Morgan laughed, a lilting sound almost like a soft song. “I try to stay in the background and let the guests have a good time.”

  “Don’t you participate?” Serena asked, accepting a glass of wine from one of the waiters.

  “Oh, no. This is my job. The adventures are for the paying customers.”

  Serena recognized the loneliness reflected in Morgan’s sapphire eyes. She’d seen it enough in her own mirror. Wants and needs unfulfilled. Morgan quickly masked it with a bright smile, and excused herself to greet other guests.

  Milling about the room, Serena evaluated potential sex partners. There were about thirty people present, plenty to choose from. Various ages and shapes and sizes, she made eye contact with a few of the men, satisfied when they smiled and nodded in her direction.

  She might not have a ton of actual sexual experience, but she recognized interest on a man’s face. Several of the men in the room were definitely interested. Some not half bad looking, either. Even if they weren’t six-foot-two with hair like midnight and eyes like the ocean.

  They were men. They had cocks. They wanted to fuck. That’s all she needed.

  Despite the niggling discomfort settling in her stomach, she was bound and determined to enjoy what she’d paid for—some sexual adventure. She hadn’t come here to fall in love, and she wouldn’t leave without getting her money’s worth of eroticism.

  * * * * *

  Michael tried to remain as inconspicuous as possible under the circumstances, preferring to spend his time keeping an eye on Serena rather than scouting potential sex partners.

  He’d blown it. Big time. Blurting out that he loved Serena had changed their entire relationship. Hell, it had changed his feelings.

  Despite what he’d told her, he had really meant it. He did love her. And that realization scared the living shit out of him. Which was why he’d told her what he had, made up the lame excuse that all men said shit like that.

  He’d hurt her. He could tell from the way the blood drained from her face, the way her hands shook despite the front she’d put on. And he had damn good hearing, too. He’d heard her sniffles from behind her bedroom door, and ached to comfort her, to take her in his arms and tell her he’d lied, that he did have feelings for her.

  But what purpose would that have served? Telling her how he really felt would only have prolonged the inevitable.

  When the week ended, they ended.

  And tonight? Damn he didn’t want to do this. Not with her, not like this. The thought of another guy touching her filled him with jealousy.

  You’re a number one prick, Donovan. You don’t want her, and you don’t want anyone else to have her either. But she made her own choices, and she’d chosen this. And he was shit out of luck. He’d just have to grin and bear it.

  Well, he didn’t feel like grinning. And he didn’t want her to bare it.

  Laughing pathetically at his own pun, he downed another glass of champagne and searched out Serena.

  She mingled through the crowd like a beauty contestant, smiling and introducing herself to some of the men. Michael steamed at the lecherous glances she received from some of the guys, and even a few of the women.

  With any other woman this would be a wild night of debauched fucking, something he’d certainly be up for. But it wasn’t just any other woman, it was Serena. And he didn’t want anyone else to touch her.

  Michael groaned and searched out another glass of champagne. When he found it he downed it in one gulp and wiped the remnants from his lips.

  “You’re sure putting it away tonight.”

  Her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’m thirsty.”

  She pursed her lips and nodded. “Whatever takes the edge off, I guess.”

  They stood together in silence, watching people mill around. Inevitably, one approached them.

  An attractive couple, both in their early thirties, sidled up next to them. They introduced themselves as Jeanine and Rafael.

  The woman was tall, built like a brick shithouse, and made up like a Parisian whore. The guy was smarmy and sweaty and looked like a thug.

  Michael looked to Serena, whose eyes widened in panic. Michael couldn’t help the smile that curled his lips as he politely declined sex with the couple.

  Two other couples approached them. Both times, Serena gave him eye signals that clearly indicated she wanted no part of sex with that particular person or couple.

  Groups began to pair off, the sounds of sex growing throughout the darkened room. Groans of pleasure and lots of heavy breathing permeated the place.

  And yet Serena hadn’t seemed too interested in getting down and dirty with anyone who had approached them. And Michael sure as hell wasn’t going to make any suggestions. In fact, he’d be happy as hell if they turned around and walked out.

  “You ready to go?” he suggested.

  “Why?”

  “It’s obvious you don’t really want to do this. Why don’t we get the hell out of here and go back to our room.”

  With a defiant lift of her chin, she said, “Who says I don’t want to do this?”

  “I do. You’ve turned down every guy who’s approached you.”

  “They were icky.”

  He hid his smile behind his glass of champagne, emptying it and setting it on a nearby table. “Let’s go, Serena.”

  When he took her arm she wrenched it away. She half twisted toward a man standing nearby and tapped him on the shoulder. When the man turned, Michael groaned. This one was right up Serena’s alley. Tall, tanned, athletic body—fucking perfect. And the woman with him was, too. Slender and fine boned with dark exotic eyes and raven hair that fell midway down her back.

  Any other time a woman like that would have him hard in an instant, raring to fuck. But this wasn’t any other time. And the woman wasn’t Serena.

  The guy graced Serena with a bright, even smile and introduced himself as Sam.

  Serena took one look at Michael, then turned back to Sam and said, “How about it, Sam? You want to fuck?”

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  Sam grinned. “Hell yeah, honey. I’ll fuck you. Let’s get to it.”

  Serena swallowed, her throat suddenly gone dry. So much for bravado. Now that she was faced with the prospect of fucking this stranger, she no longer had the stomach for it.

  In fact, she might seriously have to give some thought to throwing up.

  But this is why she’d come to Paradise Resort. The erotic adventure of a lifetime, a chance to experience everything she’d fantasized about, and knew she wouldn’t be able to living in a small town.

  So, buck it up, girlie. Get your ass to wiggling and fuck that big boy in front of you.

  Sam trailed his hand up her bare arm, and she shive
red. But not the same way Michael made her shiver. She was revolted by the concept of engaging in sex with this stranger. And the way his partner was leering at her led her to believe she’d be doing a two woman, one man, three way. Oh sure, she enjoyed watching videos with two women together, especially if the man participated, but this woman did nothing for her libido.

  Oh hell. No one did anything for her libido except the man she loved.

  The one who looked pissed as hell right now, whose eyes darkened, whose nostrils flared.

  “That’s enough,” he said, and yanked Sam’s hand off her arm. Serena breathed a sigh of relief as Sam walked away with a shrug.

  “Michael, I—” she started to explain what had happened, that she’d changed her mind, but never got the chance. He roughly grabbed her arm and dragged her into the throng of bodies in the now darkened sex room. She tripped over piles of shoes and clothing, the smell of sex filling the air around her. She glanced down and saw two men with their hands and mouths all over a naked woman. One fucked her from behind, the other rammed his long cock down her throat.

  Moist desire seeped between her legs despite her panic. Where was he taking her? Was he so angry that he was going to force her to participate in sex with another man? Or maybe he’d spotted another woman, and wanted to take two of them at once. She’d never considered there might be something in this for him.

  That was it, she thought miserably. She was going to be forced to partake of a three way that she had no interest in. She’d have to watch as Michael fucked another woman, took that woman to the same heights of pleasure he’d taken her.

  What was she going to do? Complain? No, she refused to do that. This whole thing had been her idea anyway. And then tonight she’d hit him upside the head with her enthusiasm for group sex. She was just getting what she deserved.

  Finally, he stopped. They were near the wall in the center of the room. Couples fucked all around them—pairs, threesomes, even foursomes. Some were two women together, some were two men. Anything was acceptable at Paradise Resort.

  She turned to face him but he gripped her arms and flipped her around.

  “Turn around and watch,” he said, holding on to her arms as he stood behind her. “This is what you wanted, right?”

  She took a deep breath and nodded. “Yes, this is what I wanted.”

  “Is there anyone in this room you want to fuck?”

  She refused to answer.

  “Tell me,” he growled, sweeping her hair to the side and biting the nape of her neck, hard.

  She moaned despite her vow not to let him get to her. The slightest touch and she was like a panting bitch around him. Her nipples stiffened and she ached between her legs—damp, moist and desperate for what only he could provide. But she would not relent, would not tell him how she felt.

  Despite her efforts to wrench free, he held her still, pressing against her, enough that she felt his hard shaft against her ass cheeks, knew this whole thing made him as hot as she was.

  “Answer me,” he said hotly, his fingers squeezing the tender flesh of her arms. “Tell me who you want to fuck.”

  He bit down on her neck again, then reached around her and yanked the laces open on her dress. Her breasts spilled into his hands and he squeezed them, pinching her nipples until she cried out in a painful pleasure unlike anything she’d experienced yet.

  “You, dammit! I want to fuck you!”

  She heard his exhalation of breath, his aroused panting against her neck. With one forceful thrust he ripped the dress off her shoulders and yanked it down until she was bare from the waist.

  “I can’t give you what you want,” he said.

  Already knowing that, she nodded. “I know. I don’t care. I just want whatever we can have for the time we have left.”

  “Then I’ll make it so damn good you’ll never forget it.”

  Soft candlelight flickered around the room, showcasing an erotic display of tangled limbs and naked bodies engaged in various sex acts. The sweet smell of arousal tinged the air with a sexual electricity that flamed her desire. Coupled with the fact that Michael was viciously stripping her naked and her legs shook so fiercely she could barely stand.

  He pulled the dress down her legs and she stepped out of it, leaving her wearing only her thong panties and spiked heels. Michael tangled his hand in her hair and pulled her roughly against him. Sometime during the frenzy of stripping he’d removed his shirt, the crisp hairs on his chest grazing her back.

  She heard the rustle of clothing as he slipped his shorts off, felt the hard tip of his cock nestle against the silk of her panties.

  “These have to go,” he said tightly, once again shredding her panties with a vicious yank. She mentally calculated the cost of two pairs of expensive panties, now shredded and useless.

  She didn’t care—loved his fierce, erotic, anything goes nature, needed his passion as much as she needed everything else about him. Despite her vow to stay uninvolved, she finally faced her denial.

  She was in love with Michael, and could do nothing to stop the whirlwind of emotions that feeling brought about. And now she didn’t care. She wanted him like she’d never wanted another man before, like she knew she’d never want another man after. And she’d take whatever remaining time they had together, with no expectations for a future.

  “You don’t want to fuck anyone else?” he whispered against her ear.

  “No. Just you.”

  “Then, fuck me,” he said, pushing her forward until she had to grasp the railing in front of her. Her ass jutted out behind her and Michael stepped between her spread legs.

  “You look hot like this,” he rasped. “Your legs spread, those fuck me shoes making your legs look long and sexy, your pussy open so anyone walking by can see.”

  She felt the juices pour from her, heard the moans escape her lips when he reached down and caressed her dripping snatch, sliding his fingers gently inside and pumping once, twice, three times.

  “Fuck my fingers,” he commanded, his voice as black as the darkness of the room. “Show me how much you want my cock.”

  Eagerly she bucked back against his hand, sliding her wet pussy over his fingers, moaning when he reached around with his other hand and found her clit. He circled the sensitive nub, relentless in his quest to bring her pleasure.

  “Stop, please,” she begged. “You’re going to make me come.”

  He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his hard cock, the head probing her slit until he found the opening. With one hard thrust he entered her.

  She screamed loudly then bit down on her lip, hoping she wouldn’t draw the gazes of the crowd surrounding her, but no one paid attention. They were all engaged in their own erotic play, mindless to the goings on around them. Once in awhile someone would change partners. Serena wondered if they knew who they were fucking, or even if they cared.

  She cared, she realized. She cared who she fucked. It was either going to be Michael or no one. Her mind and body awash in the sensations of this one man, she vowed to etch each moment into her memories to last her a lifetime.

  With every thrust he pushed her forward, hard. Serena grasped the railing with her hands and held tight, her legs planted. Michael leaned forward and grasped her breasts, held them in his hands as he stroked her relentlessly.

  “This stuff exciting enough for you?” he growled. “Fucking while other people fuck and suck all around you?”

  The exciting part was Michael’s cock buried inside her. He was the only thing that mattered. “Yes,” she lied, building the protective shield around her heart. “Yes, it excites me.”

  He let go of her breasts, one hand reaching down between her legs to stroke her clit. He thrummed the sensitive nub repeatedly. Coupled with the delightful sensations of his cock ramming hard against her, she felt the first stirrings of her orgasm. Revving up her own thrusts she pushed back against him, rewarded with his grunt of pleasure.

  “You ready to come baby?” he whis
pered against her ear, increasing the thrumming of her clit with relentless accuracy.

  Unable to speak she could only nod and then shudder as the first wave of contractions washed over her. Gripping the railing tight she pushed against his cock, lifted her head and howled wildly, not caring at all who heard or watched.

  At the same time Michael grunted in her ear and slammed his hard shaft home, his balls slapping against her clit. She felt the spurts of his come jettison inside her and ground her ass against him.

  They were perfect together. Her body had been made for his. He was the only one to bring her to such incredible heights of pleasure, stimulating her in ways she’d never thought possible.

  He withdrew and she relaxed her grip on the railing. He turned her around, cradling her in his arms. She smiled into his chest, feeling a contentment she knew was fleeting. While her breathing returned to normal, she held on to him tight, knowing that the time for them was slowly slipping away.

  * * * * *

  Protect. The first word that came to Michael’s mind was protect. Wasn’t that what he’d been doing for almost a week now? Protecting Serena from the types of men who would take advantage of her in a place like this?

  He tightened his hold on her, his hands slipping down her back to cup her ass and pull her against him. A woman like her had no place in a resort like this. She was too naïve, too trusting.

  Hell, she’d trusted him, and look what he was doing to her. Hurting her, leading her on, letting her feel something for him, only to rip the rug out from under her with his lies.

  “You okay?” he asked, hating that he’d even care enough to know.

  She nodded against his chest. “Fine,” she murmured in a contented purr.

  Protect. Shit. He was so fucked where this woman was concerned. He’d fallen in love with her and knew that he’d let her go anyway. Stupid, stupid, stupid. How could he let someone like her slip through his fingers? Did he think women like Serena stood around waiting for dumbasses like him to pick them up?

 

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