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“Got you,” he says in a voice that makes my pussy clench.

And then his hands are clamped on my waist, possessive and sure, and he pulls me into his chest. My nipples graze his slick skin, and when he picks me up effortlessly in the water, I cling to him instinctively.

His blue eyes burn into mine. “Right where I want you.”

I try to push at him, annoyed with myself for falling into his trap, but he’s stronger than I am, and I can’t get away.

“Let me go, gangster.”

“Not a chance. I like you here way too much.”

I splash him in the face.

He growls and then spins us in the water in one swift move, pinning me between his powerful body and the edge of the pool. He plants his hands on either side of me, caging me in. Water runs in rivulets down his chiseled cheekbones, over the stubble on his killer jaw.

“You shouldn’t have splashed me,amore mio.”

He’s crowding me with his heat, and he’s even more irresistible at this proximity.

I do my best not to let him see the effect he has on me, brazening it out.

“No?”

He shakes his head slowly, his gaze falling to my lips. “No.”

“Why not?”

He gives me a slow, devasting grin. “Because now I’m going to have to get even with you.”

Chapter 21

PRIEST

Luna is naked and in the pool with me, and my cock is harder than a fucking brick. The lust has been building inside me from the moment I realized she was watching me swim. I felt her before I saw her. I’m just that attuned to her now. One lap, I popped up and there she was, eye fucking me from the doorway.

I knew she was watching, so I took my time, swimming for as long as I could go, heightening my desire with every stroke I took through the water. Until my lungs burned and my cock was aching. I never knew it was possible to swim and have a hard-on at the same time before, but achievement fucking unlocked because, with Luna around, it is.

And now, I have her exactly where I want her. Naked and wet and mine to feast on. I don’t know where I want to start first, that pouty, arrogant mouth, those perfect tits, or her sweet pussy.

“I thinkIshould be getting even withyou,” she says, all insolent fire, ready to go to battle with me. “You’re the one who?—”

I solve my dilemma, smothering the rest of her complaint with my lips. For a few breaths, she doesn’t respond, just holdsstill and lets me kiss the shit out of her. I gentle the kiss, going slower, catching her lower lip in my teeth and tugging while I cup a breast and roll one of her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

That does it.

She makes a low sound of frustrated need, and then her arms twine around my neck. I deepen the kiss again, and she opens for my tongue, her mouth chasing mine. We stay that way for a while, and I’m content to devour her lips. This is the way to tame my wild, furious poet. To make her forget all the reasons she shouldn’t want me and just surrender to what she needs instead.

I kiss her until I’ve had my fill of her mouth for now, and then I drag my lips down her throat, finding the place her pulse is pounding hard and fast. No, she’s not nearly as unaffected as she pretends. She wants me every bit as much as I want her. I nibble on her throat, biting just enough to leave a mark but not to cause her pain. Tomorrow morning, she can look in the mirror and remember she belongs to me.

“Priest,” she gasps out, shuddering in my arms.

I don’t stop. There’s no mercy in me. The fires of lust that have been raging inside me from the moment I walked into the living room earlier burn hotter and brighter than ever. I’ve had over a dozen laps of the pool to contemplate what I’m going to do to her, how many ways I’m going to fuck her here.

And yet, despite all my plans, now that I have her, wet and naked in my arms, I’m so overwhelmed that I hardly know where to start. I follow my lips down the center of her chest. She glides her fingers through my hair. I cup both of her breasts, not bothering to cage her in any longer. Luna isn’t going to run.

She needs me every bit as much as I need her.

Like the next beat of my heart.