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"So, you're not mad?" he asks, his brow furrowed.
"No, I'm not mad. I know you only have my best interests at heart," I tell him.
"Then why did you act like you were?"
"Someone has to keep you on your toes, Gael."
He grins at me. "It's a good thing you're not mad, because even if you were, you'll never get rid of me. I would have to attach myself to you until you forgave me."
"Well, it would be forever because I don't forgive that easily," I tell him, chuckling.
"So, dinner tonight, huh?" he says, his voice taking on a more serious tone.
"Yeah. We're just hanging out for the week."
"Be careful, Luca. You're not a fling kind of guy. I don't want you to get hurt."
"Don't worry, I have a plan."
"See, that's what worries me. Your plan."
Smacking his shoulder, I grin at him, telling him as I leave, "Don't worry about me. I'm a big boy."
I head back to the locker room leaving Gael behind. When I reach my locker, I shove my clothes from last night into my duffel bag and clock out for the day. It only takes me a few more minutes until I'm in my car. Glancing at the clock, I see that it says it's two thirty, giving me plenty of time to get home, showered, and even take a nap.
Driving through the streets, the excitement of dinner with Diana and my lack of sleep battles with each other. I can feel the zip of excitement in my body, but my eyelids are feeling heavy. Thankfully, Los Cabos is a small town. It only takes me fifteen minutes to get back home to my apartment.
Arriving at home, I take my shower though a little bit of disappointment fills me when I realize that I’m washing off the smell of Diana. That's when an image of her riding my cock plays in my mind, making my cock hard as a rock. Closing my eyes, I allow the hot water to wash over my body as I wrap my hand around my dick. Something I seem to be doing a lot lately, ever since I met her.
I begin to jerk my hand up and down, but it only takes a few minutes when I've got the image of a beautiful goddess in my mind, muttering her name as I come all over my hand. Hell, I can't wait until I have her again.
Chapter 12
Diana
All day today I've been trying to relax as much as I can, but it's been hard. The anticipation of seeing Luca again has had me unable to sit still. It doesn't matter how much I try to tell myself that it's not a big deal, that he's just a kind man who wants to show me around and make sure that I have a great time.
The countdown ends when I receive a message. My hands shake knowing that it's probably Luca texting me about tonight. Excitement runs through me when I see that I'm right, when I read his name on my phone once again. I can't help but giggle.
The Hot Lifeguard: Hey, should we do dinner at the resort, or do you want to go into town?
I take a deep breath and re-read his message as I have an internal debate on which one I want to do. Deep down I would love to go explore the town, but I probably should try to keep him at arm's length. After seeing him today with his shirt off, not to mention the events of last night, I'm feeling a little too eager to see and touch him.
I shake my head.No, Diana, we will not be touching him again. You need to keep your hands to yourself. No matter how sexy the young man looks. Right at that moment, I conjure up an image of Luca laying under me as I explore his body with my tongue.
My clit throbs with desire. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath, refusing to touch myself. Especially with Luca in my mind. Yeah, we will be having dinner here. If we go out in town, I'll be confined to a small space alone with him for an extended time and I'm not sure what I will do if that is the case.
When I think that, I can't help but giggle—sometimes I'm ridiculous. We are grown people and we can keep it in our pants. I feel my clit tingle, and I know I'm in a load of trouble, but I do need to keep it as platonic as possible. The best thing to do in this situation is to eat at the resort, where I can escape easier.
Gael is right. No matter how we look at it, I'm only here for a week. I can't get involved with Luca, it will only lead to heartache. Feeling more confident that I can ignore my body and keep with the plan, I finally respond to him.
Me: Let's just eat here tonight. Maybe we can go to town next time?
The Hot Lifeguard: Sounds good. I'll meet you in the lobby in fifteen.
Fifteen minutes! I throw my phone down on the bed as panic washes over me. How am I supposed to be ready for a date so quickly? Running to the bathroom, I jump into the shower. The moment I hit the water, I let out a squeal, "Shit, that's still cold."
Thankfully, it heats up quickly and I'm able to wash the beach from my body. When I get out, I see that I only have ten more minutes left—at least I brought mostly summer dresses. Grabbing my favorite dress, one that fits my body perfectly and is in my favorite dark purple, I throw it on over my body.
