“Don’t forget, my pants are next,” he growled. With painstaking slowness he slid the silk stocking off her leg. With every inch of skin that he uncovered he lightly nipped at her skin until wetness soaked her panties.

She bit her lip to stifle a whimper of pleasure. Somehow she needed to act like she was doing him a favor

—at least that’s what Luke had said she needed to do—but it was so incredibly hard to think of that when Travis was touching her, kissing her.

With one of her legs bare, he gently massaged the arch in her foot. “Oh God, yes,” she said, and Travis surprised her by coming up to seduce her with a hot kiss.

His mouth tasted like sweet lemons and sunshine. She blinked uncertainly when he pulled away from her, but before she could protest she was lost in the sensation of his fingers on her skin as he reached under her skirt to undo the clasps on her other garter. He freed the silk from its binding and began the delectable task of sliding it from her other leg. With every nip of his perfect white teeth on her skin, Lily felt herself melting further and further into him.

“Your turn,” he said, getting to his feet. Standing before her, she could see his enormous erection jutting out from beneath his expensive navy blue trousers.

Lily reached for his leather belt with shaking fingers. She undid the clasp, then her fingers were on the top button of his slacks. She popped open the button and unzipped him, letting his pants fall to the ground.

She sucked in a breath. His huge, perfect penis jutted toward her, and as her hand came up of its own volition to touch it, a drop of Travis’s arousal coated the tip.

That settled it. She needed to taste him, and she needed to taste him immediately. Her mouth covered the thick head of his penis and she licked every last drop of his precome before more coated the inside of her cheeks. She sucked down his c**k into the back of her throat, wanting to swallow him whole.

She had spent years wondering what it would be like to blow Travis, wanting to know what it felt like to be holding his balls with her hands while she sucked at his velvety skin.

Running her tongue over the ridges of his enormous shaft, she understood that everything she had ever dreamed about doing with Travis was so much better in real life. His c**k grew impossibly bigger within her mouth, and before she knew what was happening he stepped back and pulled her to her feet.

“Take off your clothes,” he said, his words a command as he took off his shirt.

In that moment it didn’t matter that they were on the private property of Travis’s clients, that they could be found at any minute by a pool man or a gardener. It didn’t matter that she was supposed to be in control, that she was supposed to be telling Travis what do, and not the other way around.

The only thing that mattered was obeying Travis’s command if it meant finding the release that she so desperately needed.

Heedless of their clothes, strewn across the flagstone terrace that surrounded the magnificent pool, Lily stood naked before Travis. She barely resisted the urge to cover herself with her hands, to hide her totally imperfect body from him, to flee.

Conjuring up the invincible queen that she had been at the fashion show only days before, she asked, “Is this what you want?” He growled his response as he pulled her body against his.

“I want more than that.” He captured her mouth in a kiss that left no doubt in her mind that he intended to claim her, to brand her as his own. The friction of his skin against hers, of the hair on his thighs against the soft, aroused skin between her thighs made her want to scream out with pleasure.

She rocked her pelvis into the hard planes of his body again, but instead of taking her to the place she needed to go, Travis moved them to the edge of the swimming pool, without breaking their kiss.

His hot breath tickled the curls by her neck. “Come into the pool with me.”

“Now?” she asked, shivering at the thought of what he might do to her underwater.

“Now,” he said, his green eyes nearly black with passion.

He walked down the wide steps into the cool water, and Lily followed his lead. Her ni**les grew hard as the water covered first her feet, then her calves, then her thighs.

“Are you cold?” he asked, staring straight at her rock-hard ni**les. “Should I warm you up?” he said as he leaned his head in to her br**sts.

His hot breath covered her as he nipped and sucked at her. Her knees gave way, but his strong hands held her up, refusing to let her sink all the way into the water. “I need to taste you again,” he said in a low husky voice, then his mouth was on her clit, his tongue lapping in long, hot strokes. His hands moved up her body to play with her br**sts, cupping them, massaging them, letting the flesh rest heavily on his big, callused palms.

And then he moved her deeper into the water, and the cool water rushed over her silken heat, making her cry out with wonder at the two so different sensations. So hot. So cold. And then hot again as his fingers slid in and out of her.

“I want to see you come.”

Lily looked into his eyes, powerless to stop herself from giving this man whatever he wanted. “Now, Lily,” he said, his thumb swirling insistently over her swollen nub. “Now.”

His eyes bored into hers as she obeyed his order. “Travis,” she moaned against his lips.

“Come, Lily,” he urged, even as the contractions became too much for her to handle.

“Come, Lily,” he growled as he shifted her in the water and thrust his c**k all the way into her ready body.

Travis’s thumb never stopped its perfect pattern on her clit as Lily wrapped her legs around his waist and slid up and down on his hard, thick shaft.

Her pleasure was so intense, she was barely able to say, “We need a condom.”

Later she would admire his force of will in pulling out of her, spilling his seed on her belly in several quick thrusts. But at that very moment she was heartbroken. She had wanted nothing more than for him to explode in her, to complete her with his essence.

But even in her lust-filled haze, Lily wasn’t stupid enough to risk getting pregnant.

Travis’s warm body was wrapped around her in the cool swimming pool, but Lily felt a shiver work its way up her spine. A baby with Travis. She knew without a doubt that it would be the most wonderful child in the world, maybe even twins, a little Travis and a little Luke.

Oh no. Luke had told her not to do this. Under no circumstances was she supposed to have sex with Travis. She was supposed to get him hot and bothered, then leave him wanting more.