I heard him on the other side of the door, but just as I flew across the room to open it, I heard his footsteps stride away, so fast I knew there was no point in opening the door.

If only he would forget who I was. Who my father was.

I stood for a long time at my door after he had gone. I think I was waiting for him to come back. When I heard his door open again, I stopped breathing. His door clicked shut, but he walked in the opposite direction.

I knew where he was going. I had thought about it myself.

I felt so wired with lust and wanting I had considered swimming a few laps. The alcohol buzzed in my veins.

I wanted Quinn. God, I wanted him.

It had been a great night. We’d chatted. We’d enjoyed each other’s company. We’d eaten great food and we’d teased each other. Even though both of us were doing our level best to ignore the obvious attraction, the night had been fun. But the easy companionship didn’t last. As soon as I found myself in the car on our way back here, I had to fight the urge to reach out and do things to him.

I pressed my head against the wood, squeezing my eyes as tight as I could. It was the only way I could put him out of my head. I needed to distract myself with something, anything, but it wasn’t working. My entire body seemed to pulse for him. Just knowing he had left this place to get away from me was making me want to scream at the top of my lungs.

I knew he wanted me.

I knew we both wanted this.

I didn’t wait any longer.

I wanted my first time to be with him.

Before I could stop myself, I reached under my dress, grabbed hold of my panties, and pulled them down and off. I kicked them aside and made my way down the corridor.

As I hurried toward the pool the stars were all out and twinkling away in the night sky and the water looked turquoise in the underwater lighting. He had his back to me, and was about halfway down the length of the pool. He didn’t hear me come out, and I took the opportunity to admire his body. I hadn’t seen it recently, and I had to say it was still pretty damn great. As he swung his powerful shoulders the beautiful snake tattoo appeared to move on his back.

I perched myself down on the edge of the pool, dangling my feet in the water, careful not to let my precious dress get wet. It was my favorite and in my heart, I knew I brought it because I wanted Quinn to see me in it.

I sat there in silence, kicking my legs back and forth so the water slopped quietly about my ankles. Quinn reached the other end of the pool, and turned around to kick off and make his way back. That was the moment he laid eyes on me.

I saw a strange mixture of emotion flicker into his face: desire, excitement, then annoyance, but I wasn’t going anywhere.

It was just the two of us now and I could feel the tension rising as he began to swim toward me, cutting through the water easily and powerfully. Before I knew it, he was standing a few feet from me, eyeing me as though I was something that could explode.

“What are you doing here?” he demanded coldly.

I took a deep breath. I could put myself on the line. No second-guessing, no beating about the bush. I needed to get a yes or no answer out of him, and I couldn’t wait any longer to find out what it was going to be.

I hitched my skirt up to my waist and spread my legs as far as I could. His eyes flicked straight down to my bare pussy, and his mouth fell open.

“Have you been like that all night?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

I shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Jesus, Madison,” he snarled, and I could hear that mix in his voice again, the one that told me he wanted me, but he was mad as hell with himself for not being able to just turn me down. Well, bad luck, buster. He ran his tongue across his lips, and I could practically feel his tongue on me again. I pulled in a shaky breath, and forced myself to continue talking.

“I want you. I want, I want you to eat me out again. I want you to…fuck me, Quinn, I want you to do everything to me.”

He let out a groan and I stared at him imploringly.

He took a deep breath, as though trying to find the strength to turn me down, but I knew he didn’t have it in him. He closed his eyes for a second. When he opened them, they glittered with naked lust. He dived into the water and cut through the expanse between us like a shark after the smell of blood. My heart hammered in my chest with anticipation, as he emerged, water sluicing off his big body. He wrapped his big heavy hands around my thighs and opened them wider. The sheer power of those hands made me shiver. I leaned back on my palms and watched him look at my exposed pussy.

My mouth had fallen open and I could hear my rasping breath as I waited for him to go for it. Give me what I craved. Every instinct in me wanted to grab his head and push his face into my throbbing core, but I knew he needed to come to it himself, needed to just give himself over to his desires.

He slid his tongue over his lower lip, and as if entranced, ran his fingertip lightly along my wet seam. I responded by sliding my body along the cold tiles toward him. Quinn lifted his head and looked at me with hooded eyes. I could feel his desire for me. It radiated off him in hot waves.

“Please,” I whispered jaggedly.

“Not yet.”

My body ached for him and I writhed inside with pure frustration. He knew exactly what I wanted, he just didn’t want to give it to me. I didn’t say the words again, but begging him with my eyes, I rocked against his hand. He took his time and played with the slick folds. Maybe he wanted to savor every moment because he knew as soon as this was over, we would have to return to the real world and accept the fact what we were doing was forbidden.

When I thought I could bear it no more, he locked eyes with me and slowly pushed a long finger into me. I was so slick there was no resistance.

I cried out with relief.

The sound must have snapped his resolve. With a groan, he swooped down and flicked his tongue across my clitoris, swiping it in a windshield wiper movement. One finger became two. Damn, it felt good. My head fell back and my hands grasped his hair.

He sealed his lips around my clit and sucked. I squeezed my eyes shut, as whole new waves of pleasure coursed through my body. The intensity of the sensations drove my brain into a frenzy. It was so freaking awesome I never wanted it to end. He let out a sudden growl sending shivers of pleasure through my pussy, and…just like that…I came.

So incredibly hard, my eyes flew open, and a soundless cry sprung from my mouth. Every muscle in my body tensed, and I became completely rigid, while my pussy clenched around his fingers over and over again as waves of bliss dropped me over the edge. His fingers continued to plunge in and out of me, but he had pulled his mouth away from me, and my climax. I was still breathing hard when he withdrew his fingers. He hauled himself out of the pool and scooped me up into his arms.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck and inhaling the chlorine-infused scent of him. A hint of his aftershave remained, sweet and musky, and so, so him.

“To my bed,” he replied gruffly, his voice dropping down to a dark growl, as he carried me through the corridor and up the stairs to his bedroom. He lay me on the bed, and quickly slipped out of his trunks. Oh, my, his cock was hard and thick. I was suddenly desperate to taste him.

“Sit up,” he ordered, and I did as I was told.

He quickly unzipped my dress, pulled it away from me, and flung it carelessly over his shoulder. It landed over the back of a chair in one corner of the room. We were completely naked. My blood hammered in my ear with excitement. I wanted this for so long it almost seemed unreal it was finally happening.

My first time.

With the man I’d always dreamed of and wanted it to be with.

He slid his hand into my hair and looked down at me. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he muttered. He bent his head and inhaled my scent before trailing feathery kisses on my neck. I felt a tightening between my legs. God, he sure knew what to do.

“You want this?” he asked, grazing his lips across the sensitive lobe of my ear.

I nodded.

“Say it,” he said, his voice low and full of dark promise.

“I want this,” I gasped, my entire body aching up to him. Hell, I didn’t just want it I needed it. I felt as if I couldn’t wait a second longer.

“I’m old enough to be your dad.” He bit down on my ear lobe.

Pain lanced through me. “Ah”

He sucked at my tingling earlobe.

“I…I…like older men,” I stuttered.

He looked into my eyes and something passed between us, and suddenly we were on the same path. He pulled away from me and moved to the bedside cabinet. I shivered without the heat of his body. His hand dived into the drawer and pulled out a condom. Quickly he sheathed himself and came to sit on the bed next to me.

“Sit on me,” he invited.

I clambered on his big body and sat on his lap with my legs astride him. I felt his cock, hard and hot move against my open pussy. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.

“Rub yourself on my cock. I want to watch you cum again,” he said.

Deliberately, I rubbed my clit on the shaft while his eyes burned bright. When I broke apart he placed his strong hands around my waist and lifted me, holding my entrance over the head of his jutting cock.

I closed my eyes tightly and bit my lip as his shaft pushed aside my soaked folds and penetrated me.

Good God, he was big. Huge. I couldn’t imagine him fitting inside me.

As the inches of hard flesh slipped into me the feeling was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. It felt almost as if my wet core was sucking him in, and the sensation of being stretched to the limit wasn’t at all how I thought it would be, but it was instantly addictive.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he said in wonder. His eyes narrowed as he held me halfway down his cock. I let out the breath I didn’t even realize I’d been holding and met his gaze boldly.

“You okay?” he asked with a frown.

“Yes,” I croaked.

He thrust up into me, making my eyes widen at the indescribable sensation of being so full of cock. Any pain I had expected to feel at my first time suddenly disappeared. Then, before I knew it, he had pressed me down all the way. I stared at him astonished. I was completely impaled on his shaft.

“Ride me,” he commanded.

Gripping his shoulders, I rose up his shaft and pushed my hips down to meet each one of his thrusts.

His cock felt so good, so natural, so perfect inside me, I couldn’t believe how long we’d waited to do this. He ran his lips across my throat, his breath hot against my sensitive skin, and took my nipple in his hot mouth. I moaned. He knew how to touch me, exactly what to do to make me shudder with pleasure. I’d made the right choice never to let another man into my body. To wait for him all these years.

I could have remained with his cock embedded deep inside me for the rest of the night, but, soon, Quinn’s face changed, darkened. His eyes glazed over.

“Fuck…I can’t hold on,” he said in a strangled voice.

A few seconds later, he screwed his eyes shut and pushed himself deep inside of me one last time. His cock grew even bigger just before he came. The feeling of feminine power that filled me in the second he lost control, amazed me. Knowing I had been the one to get him there. I felt almost drunk with it.

With his cock still inside me I leaned forward and kissed him. After what we just did the kiss seemed strangely sweet and innocent. His mouth was smoky with whiskey and the taste of me. He pulled away and looked into my eyes.

Maybe if I pretended to be very sleepy he wouldn’t attempt a conversation about the elephant in the room. I opened my mouth and yawned. He raised his eyebrows and ran his hand up my stomach. His touch sent a wonderful explosion of tingles across my skin, distracting me. I loved the feeling of us being joined together. There was a moment of silence between us before he spoke. I knew what he would ask next.

“Madison?”

I looked down at our joined bodies. “Mmmm.”

“Please don’t tell me that was your first time.” His hand tightened on my skin.

I probably should have told him, but I had no idea how to even bring up such a subject. I gazed up at him from under my lashes. “Yeah, but don’t you think I held on to my cherry for long enough”

His eyes widened then he shook his head as if to clear it. “Uh,” he uttered, but he didn’t sound mad, just super surprised.

I chewed my bottom lip. “Is that okay?”

“Of course,” he assured me, but he removed his hand from my back. “We should probably get some sleep now.”

“Okay,” I agreed, and climbed off his body and turned away Something had changed between us. Panic fluttered in my chest. Had I fucked up by not telling him? Had I waited this long to ruin everything with such a simple little thing? A sound like a sob tore up my throat. It made my whole body shake with the intensity. He wrapped his arms around me and yanked me aggressively into his chest.

“I’m glad I marked you first,” he snarled in my ear, and I felt his cock hard against my back again.