Zen gave her a grin. “Dimitri’s parties are legendary. We love when he comes back here for the summer.”
She took a huge gulp of her champagne. “So this is his summer home?”
She nodded. “Would you like me to introduce you around, until Dimitri comes back? I think he got tied up with a business call?”
She was about to ask what Dimitri did for a living, having such an amazing summer house and all, but Zen frowned and asked, “Did you bring a bathing suit?”
Alexis put a tentative hand on the strap at the back of her neck. “It’s on underneath.”
“Then you might want to ditch the dress,” Zen said, reaching around to pull the strings loose for her. “After all, this is a pool party,” she added, a dazzling smile lighting up her pretty face.
The dress slipped to her waist, and Alexis resisted the urge to cup her breasts, barely covered by the slip of triangle, when Zen’s eyes dropped to them. “Come on. I’ll introduce you to my friends.” Zen shook her head. “They’re going to love you.”
Left with no choice but to follow, Alexis glanced around as she shimmied the dress over her hips and stepped out of it. She folded it over her arm, holding it in front of her body like a shield as Zen led her through the crowd. She introduced her to so many people Alexis knew she’d never keep the names straight.
Everyone was so laid back and easy to talk to, she soon found herself having a good time, and feeling less and less conscious of her curvy body. In fact, with the way the guys were paying attention to her, she actually felt a bit sexy. Maybe it was true that the men here really did like their women curvy. She stole a glance around, looking for Dimitri, as Zen introduced her to a few more of her friends, and she was both surprised and thrilled when they suggested she join them at Club Athens over the upcoming weekend.
She sipped her champagne, accepting Zen’s invite to visit the clothing boutique she owned in town, then nearly choked on her drink when a deep male voice asked from behind, “Are you having a good time, Alexis?”
Heat moved through her body, fully aware that it was Dimitri standing close. The sexy way her name rolled off his tongue, combined with his unique beachy scent filled her with a deep sense of awareness. She turned slowly, and tried to tamp down her want, but failed miserably when her glance met with dark, predatory eyes. She acknowledged the flare of desire deep between her legs and worked hard not to stare at his magnificent body. She gripped the stem of her champagne glass, resisting the urge to push his hair from his eyes as her pussy thrummed with want.
From behind her, one of the guys Zen had introduced her to said, “Hey Dimitri, you didn’t tell us you had this treasure hidden next door.”
“I didn’t know it myself until last night,” he said, without taking his eyes off her.
“So I take it you and Nikko—”
Before the guy could finish, Dimitri put his hand on the small of her back and splayed his fingers over her quivering skin. “I’ll take it from here, Zen,” he said, his voice gliding over her naked flesh like a rough caress. “Thanks for showing her around.”
He gave a little nudge to set her into motion, and guided her to the bar where he refilled their glasses. As he poured, her glance moved over the trays of beautiful hors d’oeuvres. Despite the grumble in her stomach, she didn’t dare take one of the scrumptious looking phyllo cheese triangles if she wanted to return home slim.
Dimitri slipped one into his mouth, and said, “Help yourself, Alexis.”
“No thanks,” she murmured.
Before she realized what was happening, Dimitri reached for another one and held it to her lips. “Open,” he commanded softly. Surprised, she was about to protest, but he nudged the wedge against her mouth and she automatically obeyed. When the rich, buttery pastry settled on her tongue, the taste stimulating all her senses and filling her with euphoria, there was nothing she could do but savor the little piece of heaven.
As she chewed, Dimitri lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked them, the flick of his tongue so sensual her pussy clenched, eager for that same kind of attention.
Music filled the air and he stepped closer, the heat emanating off him practically scorching her exposed flesh. “You should never deny yourself what you want,” he said with certainty, and she flushed at the intimacy in his tone.
“But I’m...” she began, then stopped herself. This man didn’t know her for the chubby girl who the boys teased and dismissed.
“What you are is perfect,” he murmured into her ear. “You’re sexy just the way you are, Alexis,” he added, giving her the sense he knew exactly what she had been about to say. He took her dress from her, placed it on a chair beside the bar, and handed her the full champagne flute. She sucked in a quick breath when he pressed his hand into her back again, to set her into motion.
As he led her to the Jacuzzi at the far end of this backyard, she replayed his words in her head.
You’re sexy just the way you are.
The comment gave the boost of self-confidence Alexis needed to loosen up and enjoy the party. She breathed in the fresh night air, and took note of the people around them. She tried to appear unaffected, tried not to notice the quickening of her pulse, the ache between her legs as they moved past a couple having sex. The woman leaned over a table, legs spread, her head thrown back as her partner grasped her hips and drove into her from behind. Alexis stole a glance at Dimitri to see his reaction, and found him looking back at her, his eyes caressing her with sultry heat.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes...I just...I’m not used to...”
“Not used to what?”
Not wanting to come off as a country bumpkin, she said, “Nothing, it’s nothing.”
His dark eyes moved over her face, a careful assessment. “Our culture takes some getting used to,” he said softly, as if he could read her innermost thoughts.
She forced a smile, “I’m sure I’ll get used to it.”
“With the right guidance you will.” His finger skimmed along her collar bone, and slid under the tie of her bikini top. “I’m glad to see you didn’t burn today. It pleases me that you followed my directions.”
“Directions?” she asked, trying not to sound breathless as he crowded her.
His hair fell into his eyes, and his grin was badass when he said, “You must have taken extra care to reapply after getting wet, being careful to massage the lotion in to all those hidden spots, like I showed you.”
Hardly able to believe this gorgeous creature was flirting with her when there were so many beautiful women around, she answered with, “You did seem to know what you were talking about. I would have been a fool not to do as I was told.” Her chest heaved, fully aware of just how much guidance this man could provide, just how much she could learn from him. And how badly she wanted to be his student.
When they reached the Jacuzzi, and found a few people lounging in the hot water, chatting over a glass of champagne, Dimitri held out a chivalrous hand and helped her in. She looked at him, but there was nothing gentlemanly in the way he was staring back. God, no man had ever looked at her like that before. Her heart raced wildly as her body stirred with want. Sexual tension arced between them, making her feel edgy, out of control...desired.
As her body flushed hotly, she slid lower in the water, bubbles breaking around her as Dimitri moved closer, bringing his heat with him. Her blood pounded harder, aware at how fast things were moving. But she wanted this. Oh, how she wanted him.
“Did I hear correctly, you’re going out to Club Athens this weekend?”
The dark desire in his eyes made it difficult to think. “Your friends...they invited me to go clubbing.”
“You should go,” he said. He took a sip of his champagne, and swiped the soft blade of his tongue over his bottom lip.
“You think so?”
He dipped his head, his mouth so close to hers she was sure he was going to kiss her. “You’re here looking for an authentic Greek experi
ence, aren’t you?” he asked, and once again she suspected he could read her innermost desires.
“You know how the saying goes. When in Rome...,” she said, ripples of sensual pleasure moving over her flesh as her thoughts careened in an erotic direction. “If I want a true Greek experience I must adapt myself to the customs and behave the way locals behave.”
There was a teasing glint in his eye when he corrected with, “Don’t you mean misbehave.”
Her stomach tightened with a mixture of apprehension and excitement. She swallowed hard, gathering her bravado and said, “If that’s what it takes to experience everything.”
“Everything?” he asked, his hungry expression letting her know they were talking about something entirely different then blending in with the locals.
His knuckles brushed hers and she shivered as his touch went right through her. Even though it was all happening so fast, and Dimitri’s attention was completely overwhelming her, there was no denying he could give her what she wanted.
“Yes,” she murmured and tamped down her nervousness. “Everything.”
His mouth lifted in a sexy, half smile, and everything about the way he looked at her gave her confidence, made her feel sexy. “So is that really what brought you here, Alexis? The opportunity to experience all Greece has to offer.”
Fueled by need, she decided to go for it, to let him know in no uncertain terms exactly what she was looking for. “Yes. I’m looking for a real hands-on experience.”
He leaned into her, his breath warm on her face. When he shot her a suggestive look, her body responded with a tremble, despite the warmth of the water. Ignoring those around them, he put his hand on her leg. Her sex clenched almost painfully as he ran his fingers up her thighs, along the length of her side, his knuckles coming perilously close to her rock hard nipples.
He wet his mouth. “Then I suggest we get started.”
Her lips parted but before she could answer, she saw the light flick on next door. When she caught the silhouette of Nikko on his deck, unease moved through her, knowing she was visible to him. Even though he’d told her that her nights and weekends were her own, she didn’t want her employer to think he’d hired someone who wouldn’t be a good role model for his daughter. She inched away, but oddly enough, even though she was sure she didn’t have exhibition tendencies, the thoughts of Nikko watching her with Dimitri—Dimitri touching her, kissing her, burying his face between her legs to take care of the hungry spot in need of attention—filled her with a new kind of heat.
Chapter Four
Two days had passed since the pool party and Alexis hadn’t seen Dimitri around since she had apologized and slipped from his Jacuzzi and hurried back to her room. As much as she wanted to stay and see where the night led, she didn’t want to give Nikko any reason to send her packing. Certain she’d blown any chance with her hot neighbor, she glanced at the sexy outfit on her bed, one she’d picked up at Zen’s boutique in town earlier that day. Hot as Dimitri was, maybe she’d be better off steering clear of him, all things considered, and hooking up with someone else.
When she’d stopped by the shop, Zen had insisted she come out to the club with them tonight, but after fleeing from Dimitri’s party, she wasn’t so sure she should. Then again, he likely didn’t want to have anything more to do with the skittish American after her hasty escape and this would give her a chance to meet a few more locals.
Her phone beeped, indicating she had a text. She grabbed it from her nightstand.
Stop overthinking things and just go!
Alexis laughed. Even thousands of miles away, Mel knew what she was thinking.
Okay, okay.
And don’t worry about Mr. Speedo. It’s his loss, not yours.
I’m not so sure about that. You didn’t see him.
I still think you should have done him. Right there in the Jacuzzi!
I told you. Nikko was watching.
Maybe that’s his thing, Alex. Maybe Nikko gets off on it. Did you ever think of that?
A shimmer of excitement moved through Alexis at the thought of Dimitri touching her while Nikko watched. Her pussy quivered with anticipation. I hardly think so.
Yeah, well you never know.
Wanting to redirect the conversation, Alexis took a picture of the sexy top and skirt and sent it to Mel. What do you think?
I think the guys are going to be fighting over you.
I don’t know about that, but it’s gorgeous isn’t it?
Yeah, so put it on and get out there and get yourself laid.
Alexis crinkled her nose, a sudden bout of apprehension moving through her. What if no one was interested? Maybe I should just stay in.
You know I’m dying here, right? Jesus, Alex, get dressed and get out there. I need this as much as you do!
Alexis laughed. I’ll talk to you later.
Alex tossed her phone onto her bed, took one last look out her window in search of Dimitri, then decided the hell with it. Zen was giving her the opportunity to meet guys and she was damn well going to take it.
After dressing in the silk, cleavage-complementing top Zen had specifically picked out for her, and the short skirt that enhanced her curves, rather than hid them, she fussed with her makeup and hair. Standing before her mirror she had to admit Zen knew what she was doing. She actually felt pretty in the clothes, and with the way the guys had all admired her body at the pool party, maybe her apprehension was for nothing.
She slipped from her room, noting how unusually quiet the house was. She’d spent the day swimming with Sophie, and going over some English lessons. The little girl was pretty tuckered out at the dinner table so she assumed she was fast asleep at this late hour. She hadn’t seen much of Nikko over the last couple days. He’d been out of the house buried in business meetings, and had only eaten with them a handful of times. Which was probably a good thing, because the less time she spent around him, the less she’d be thinking about what Zen had said about sleeping under him.
Or what Mel had said about him watching...
She made her way outdoors and was hit with a warm sea breeze as she walked down the cobblestone driveway and found her way to the center of town. Locals and tourists alike filled the streets, and the delicious smells of authentic Greek food wafted through the night air, making her empty stomach grumble. Music drifted from the open windows of numerous clubs, and laughter curled around her, punching up her anticipation.
As excitement built inside her, she maneuvered her way through the crowd, aware of the male attention she was drawing. Feeling a new sense of bravado, she pulled her shoulders back, accentuating her ample cleavage and put a little extra sway to her hips, letting her skirt flare around her.
She turned the corner and stepped into Club Athens. Loud music filled the packed room as she stood there suddenly feeling a little unsure as she searched for a familiar face.
“Alexis,” Zen called out, and relief moved through her as her new friend waved her over.
Alexis pushed her way through the crowd, and when she reached Zen’s table, Zen jumped up to hug her.
“I’m so glad you came.” Zen gave her a quick once over, and whispered. “You look gorgeous.” She clicked her tongue and added, “What I’d do for those curves.” Before Alexis could respond, and tell her how much she’d love to have her slim shape, Zen waved her hand over the others at her table. “You remember everyone, don’t you?”
She nodded, and as she sat, she wracked her brains trying to recall everyone’s name. A waitress came by with drinks and finger food and everyone chatted and dug in. Alexis resolutely avoided the delicious looking fried appetizers on the platter, sipped on a cocktail and talked to Costa, who she’d come to learn, was a travel guide and offered to show her around.
Relaxing in to conversation, and feeling like a part of this accepting group of people who didn’t seem to judge her based on her figure, she pushed back into her chair, prepared to enjoy the evening. But when a powerful hand came
down on her shoulder, and the warm scent of beach washed over her, every nerve in her body came alive.
She didn’t need to turn to know it was Dimitri. As she sat there trying to catch her breath, everyone around the table greeted him, and after exchanging pleasantries, he put his mouth close to her ear and said, “Come with me.”
Working to tamp down the anxiety careening through her blood, Alexis pardoned herself from the table, noting that no one seemed surprised that Dimitri was taking her away. It was like they knew he was a man who got what he set his eyes on, and right now he had those eyes set on her! When she stood, he put his hand on the small of her back, and looked down at her with raw hunger.
Her entire body quaked. “Where are we going?” she questioned, hating how breathless she sounded.
“To finish what we started,” he said with certainty as they moved through the crowd.
“What do you mean?”
He stopped in the middle of the club, and turned to her. When partygoers breezed past them, he pulled her close, her body pressed against his. “You ran away so fast the other night I didn’t get to give you your first Greek, hands-on experience.”
She gulped. “I left because...but I haven’t seen you...I didn’t think you still...”
“I’ve been busy, Alexis.” His voice dropped, became deep, sensual, husky. “I’ve been swamped with meetings, but believe me, you’re all I’ve been able to think about.”
“Oh,” she said.
“But work time is over.” His eyes moved over her face, as his hands slid lower on her back, resting at the swell of her buttock. “And you know what that means?”
“No, what?”
His grin turned wicked, and there was a suggestive edge to his voice when he said, “It means it’s time to play.”
Her nipples tingled in anticipation. Her mouth opened, but words escaped her. She wondered if she looked as eager as she felt.
He dipped his head, his mouth so damn close to hers. “Isn’t that what you want? Don’t you want to play with me, Alexis?”
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