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It didn’t takemuch persuasion to get Leena to eat dinner with me, and it definitely wasn’t the two drinks she had at the bar once we came back from our excursion at the waterfalls.
“Okay, I totally should have sprung for this suite. Not that mine is bad, not in the least, but the water and the infinity edge pool, this is the shit.”
“You’re a goof, Leena.” My lips graze her cheek. A blush takes over her chest. After a couple of drinks and an appetizer, we went our separate ways, her for a shower and nap, me for my own shower and to stave off the need of backing Leena into a wall, rip her shorts off, and fucking taking her like I’m craving to do.
“What? Is that a bad thing?” she asks. She has no fucking clue, not a single one. She’s got a drink in one hand as she walks towards the outdoor area, me following behind her. Leena’s shoulders are bare, not a strap holding up the dress she’s wearing. It has me wanting to yank it down and feast on her tits.
“Not at all. You wanna hang out here tomorrow? I’ve got nothing but time. If not, we’ll do whatever you want and land here.” A sigh leaves her as she makes it to the water’s edge.
“Sit with me?” I watch as she sits down, a glass of white wine in her hand, courtesy of me calling the front desk and having it sent along with the meal that will be here in the next thirty minutes or so. Even though this place is tricked out with a kitchen, I had little to no time to drive into town, grab groceries, and haul them back. Though, after speaking to the lady at the front desk today, it seems I can place an order, which I intend to do tomorrow.
“Sure.” Leena’s dress lifts up, showing me more of her shapely legs. I’ve seen her in a bathing suit, and now in a dress. It’s only making my need for her that much deeper. My own drink is sitting next to me, two fingers of bourbon in it, and I know I’ll nurse this all night, not wanting to get sloppy in front of Leena.
“Tell me about yourself,” she asks. When we went to the bar earlier today, we did the mundane basics, talked about what we we’re doing here. She goes on vacations at least twice a year, this one being the longest she’s taken because it’s hard to get away from a family-owned business. As for me, I haven’t taken a vacation since shit went down with my brother and his ex-wife. When he fucked up, he really did. We also lost a business partner in the mix. Too much blow and not enough common sense will do that to a man. The kicker is that no one saw it coming, how he was spiraling from drinking to snorting to gambling.
“Well, much like you, I’m a business partner with my family, mainly my parents, now alone. My brother’s ex-wife still works for us, we all get along, and it helps. That way, I get a front row seat in my niece and nephews life. I’m thirty-nine, work too damn much, and don’t know how to relax. Even this vacation, Maya was dead set on me not working, attempted to take my phone but then thought better of it. Though she did confiscate my laptop and tablet. What about you?” I pick up my drink, take a sip, and watch her.
“Youngest child of five. All of my brothers are older, bossy as hell, and protective assholes, though I do love them just the same. We all own a company together, much like yours, I’m assuming, though my oldest brother is the majority shareholder since he started it fresh out of high school. I’m twenty-four, doing decent for myself, have my own place, a best friend, and a great family.” She finishes her last sentence just as the doorbell goes off.
“Hold that thought. I’m going to get our dinner, and we can eat out here.” I hop up, grab my glass, and kiss the crown of her head before making my leave. The sigh that comes from Leena tells me that, yeah, we’re definitely building something here. It might lead to a fight between her brothers and me because of our age difference, but you won’t see me backing down, not when this feels so right.