Seduction in the Sun: Adult Romance Box Set (9 Sizzling Tales with BBW, Billionaires, Bad Boys, and Alpha Males) Page 3

Sophie giggled, showcasing blueberry-stained teeth when she said, “Bye, Papa.”

  He dropped a kiss onto Sophie’s head, then gave Alexis a wink. “You be a good girl today, Sophie and be sure Alexis doesn’t get lost this morning on the way to the beach. I’ll see you before your nap.”

  “You’ll be stopping back?” Alexis asked.

  “I actually work from home during the summer, so I can spend more time with Sophie.” He stood and pointed to a corner room on the ground floor. As Alexis took in the huge window overlooking the pool, he said, “That’s my office. If you need anything at all, my door is always open.”

  Alexis gulped air, as she ran through Melanie’s scandalous plan. If she sunbathed in the nude, Nikko’s neighbor wouldn’t be the only one to see her. Nikko would have a front row seat as well! A strange, scintillating shiver moved through her as she imagined that scenario. The thought of those dark eyes on her as she untied her top, peeled it off and bared her breasts to the sun. Or better yet, two pairs of eyes...heat curled low in her belly and settled between her legs, dampening her panties.

  “I’ll see you both later.”

  Alexis mumbled good bye as Nikko sauntered away, and she couldn’t help but notice how nicely he filled out his white dress shirt and tan colored pants. The computer guys she knew were lanky and wore sweats, Nikko appeared to take extra care with his appearance, and she liked that about him.

  When he rounded the corner, Alexis turned her attention to Sophie, shaking off the salacious things Nikko made her feel. He was her boss, and he was off limits, she reminded herself.

  “So what do you say, should we hit the beach?” she asked the little girl.

  “Beach!” Sophie squealed.

  “Maybe we can build a sand castle.”

  “Mermaid,” she countered, and climbed down from the chair.

  “Okay, you go get your bathing suit, and I’ll gather up some beach towels and buckets.” Alexis followed Sophie into the kitchen and found Maria at the counter, a beach bag in hand.

  “You’re all set. Nikko told me you two would probably be hitting the beach this morning, and gave me instructions on what to pack.” Her glance moved over Alexis’s pale skin and she crinkled her nose. “Just be sure to use lots of lotion. Sophie will need some too.”

  Alexis took the beach bag and looked inside to find a bottle of SPF 50. She grinned, surprised that Nikko had anticipated her needs and seen to it that they were taken care of. That last thought had her thinking of sex and warmth spread over her skin.

  “I’ll guess I’ll grab my suit then.” She darted up the stairs behind Sophie, who was singing the theme song to The Little Mermaid.

  Once inside her bedroom, Alexis rifled through her suitcase. Normally she wore a one piece that hid more of her curves than they revealed, but here, well, most didn’t wear a suit at all and a one piece would make her stand out like a tourist. Since she wanted to blend in with the local crowd, and the fact that Mel had hidden her old suit, it was either a two-piece or nothing at all. She looked over the one Mel had picked out for her and knew it was too risqué to wear to the beach with Sophie. She’d save that one for later, for when she was at the pool alone. Bending over. A lot.

  Oh gawd.

  She stripped out of her dress and pulled on the modest yellow bikini she had brought along to wear in mixed company. After wrestling her big breasts into cups that seemed to have grown smaller, studied herself in the mirror. Even though her nanny suit was modest, it still exposed more skin than she was comfortable with. Feeling unsure, she grabbed her phone, took a selfie and sent it to Mel.

  Yes or no?

  A minute later her friend responded.

  Hell yes, you look gorgeous.

  She smiled. Despite the fact that her body image issues ran deep, Mel still always found a way to make her feel better about herself. When a soft tap sounded on her door, she exhaled slowly, and even though she felt self-conscious exposing so much of her body, she decided to go for it.

  She grabbed her bathing suit cover up, and opened her door to find a very cute Sophie in a pink bikini. “You look very pretty,” Alexis said.

  “You’re pretty too,” the little girl said, poking her finger into the swell of Alexis’s tummy, making her feel more like the Pillsbury Doughboy than a sexy sophomore hell bent on gaining more experience in the bedroom.

  Instead of going straight to the beach, they went in to town where she got a walking tour from a very knowledgeable four-year-old. Thirty minutes later they made their way to the ocean. At this early hour they practically had the whole beach to themselves. She bent forward to lay out their towels, and when she stood and took off her cover-up, she had to adjust her top to keep her breasts restrained.

  Sophie had already shed her beach jacket and was digging into the sand by the time Alexis got the lotion out. “Come here, kiddo.”

  She found an elastic band in the beach bag and tied Sophie’s dark hair into a ponytail, then she went up on her knees, and squirted lotion onto the child’s olive skin. “You are such a pretty girl,” she said as she rubbed it in, and Sophie beamed in response.

  “She’s not the only one.”

  The sound of a man’s voice coming from behind had her spinning around.

  Her heart jumped into her throat when she spotted Mr. Speedo hovering close. “Oh, I...” she said, unable to get any words out. “I didn’t hear...”

  Wait...did he just say she was pretty too?

  “Dimi,” Sophie squealed.

  “Hey, short stuff,” he said, and tugged on her ponytail.

  “You two know each other?” Alexis asked before she could think better of it. Of course they knew each other, they were neighbors, after all. Feeling nervous and anxious as Mr. Speedo stood over her, the impressive bulge in his bathing suit merely inches from her salivating mouth, she looked for something to do. She poured a generous amount of lotion on her arm and began to lather it in with much more force than necessary.

  He winked at Sophie. “Sophie is my very best friend. Aren’t you, Sophie?”

  Sophie giggled and he stepped up to her and grabbed the bucket. “Why don’t you go get some water for the sand castle?”

  “Sand mermaid,” she corrected and happily trotted off toward the water.

  Dark eyes met hers and his voice dropped an octave when he said, “You must be Sophie’s new nanny.”

  Keeping one eye on Sophie as she filled the bucket, Alexis nodded, and chafed her arms harder, trying to ignore the way his scent—an enticing mixture of sun, sand and sex—aroused all her senses.

  “Alexis,” she said, her dry throat cracking.

  “I’m Dimitri.”

  She glanced at his hand, and his empty ring finger reminded her of her conversation with Melanie. He might be single, but now that she’d gotten a look at him, a real good look at him, she was having some doubts about seducing him. Everything from his athletic, sun-kissed body, the wild look about him to the sexy tattoo on his arm warned he was out of her league and wouldn’t be interested in a plump, inexperienced farm girl like her. He probably only invited her over last night to be polite to his neighbor, not because he wanted her. Or maybe she’d misinterpreted his gesture and he was simply shooing a bug away. Cripes, she had to be out of her mind for even entertaining the idea of seducing him.

  He cocked his head, and his too long bangs fell into his eyes. “How are you enjoying Athens so far?”

  She looked out over the water and exhaled slowly. “It’s beautiful here.”

  “Yes, the view is beautiful, breathtaking really,” he said, but when Alexis turned back to him, he wasn’t looking at the ocean, he was looking at her.

  He was looking at her!

  Was it possible? Could he be interested?

  After rubbing the lotion onto her arms and legs, she accidently squirted over half the bottle on her shoulders. Shit! Maybe she could scoop some of it off before he noticed. Twisting around, she slid her fingers into the glob of lotion and beg
an to rub hastily.

  He took the bottle from her and dropped down behind her, his knees bracketing her hips. “Here let me help.”

  Fearing she’d melt like a Popsicle if he touched her, she said, “You don’t have...”

  “But you’re doing it wrong, Alexis,” he murmured softly into her ear, the heat in his voice licking over her thighs and eliciting a shiver from deep within. The second his big warm hands touched her skin, a tremble moved through her, and a whimper bubbled up from the depths of her throat.

  “A little goes a long way,” he explained, his touch shockingly intimate. “And you need to rub slowly, like this.” Deft palms moved over her shoulders and down her back, skating seductively over her flesh as he worked the lotion in. “When you’re under the Mediterranean sun, you have to take care to coat every inch, even the spots you don’t think need it. Usually those hidden spots are the ones that need it the most.”

  As she thought about all her hidden spots and his fingers sliding over them, she damn near swallowed her tongue.

  “Like here for instance.” The soft pad of his thumb slipped under the knot holding her top together, where he rubbed with careful precision. The non-sexual gesture felt so—sexual. As he lightly massaged the lotion into her flesh, Alexis couldn’t help but wonder how his fingers would feel on another part of her body. Each brush of his fingers over her skin echoed along her sex and she wiggled slightly, struggling to calm the ache between her legs.

  She moistened her lips, searching for something to say. But her body was too hot, her pussy to needy, making coherent speech near impossible.

  “There you go,” he murmured, and she was sure she was going to climax from the sound of his voice alone. He gestured toward the water. “Just remember to reapply if you get wet.”

  Ah, Jesus, I’m already wet.

  When Sophie came back carrying a bucket of water, he recapped the bottle, tossed it beside her and stood. He stole a glance at his watch. “I’ll see you later, Sophie.”

  “Bye,” she mumbled absently as she reached for her shovel.

  His muscles bunched as he shifted his stance, moving directly in front of Alexis. His glance slid over her before moving back to her face. He paused for a moment, then said, “Don’t make any plans for tonight.”

  She swallowed. Hard. “What?” she asked, trying not to ogle his body. “Why?”

  His smile stretched wickedly. “I’m having a pool party.” He shaded the sun from his eyes and said, “You should come.”

  “I should?”

  As if he could read her innermost thoughts he said, “It’s a good chance to meet a few of the locals, and see what the night life is like around here.” He gave a knowing smile and said, “Otherwise it will be an awfully long summer stuck in that room of yours every night, don’t you think?”

  “It’s not so bad.” She shrugged, and suddenly, feeling very brave and flirtatious, she added, “The view is rather nice.”

  With that he laughed out loud, and she couldn’t help but grin. Jesus, what the hell had come over her? She never flirted with a guy so brazenly before, and never with one as hot as Dimitri. Perhaps the sun was getting to her, or maybe the second his hands had touched her body she knew she had to know what those hands of his would feel like caressing every inch of her body, especially all the hidden parts.

  “Yeah, well it was nice from where I was standing, too.” A low chuckle rumbled in his throat and she expected he was a man who always got what he wanted when he added, “I expect to see you later, Alexis.”

  Chapter Three

  Music from Dimitri’s back yard drifted in through Alexis’s open bedroom window and a nervous quiver moved through her. Sure she came here wanting to find a man to give her experience, but she’d never expected an Adonis like Dimitri to flirt with her, let alone invite her to his party. She looked through her wardroom again, and had pretty much decided against going, considering nothing seemed appropriate for a lavish pool party given by a very wealthy Greek Adonis, who undoubtedly had women throwing themselves at him. She sent Melanie a text.

  I’m not going.

  The hell you’re not!

  I have nothing to wear.

  You have your sexy new bathing suit.

  I have nothing to wear over it.

  It’s a pool party, Alex. You don’t need to wear anything over it. Get over there and show off that sexy body of yours.

  Alex stole a glance out her window. She took in the posh crowd, and their skimpy outfits as they mingled near the pool. Honestly, compared to what the other women were wearing, her barely there bathing suit looked more like a potato sack, than a skimpy bikini.

  Her phone made the little “zip” sound when Melanie texted her back.

  Come on, Alex. If you won’t do it for you, at least do it for me. Last night I ended up drinking beer out on the back forty and doing the horizontal shake with Johnny Simpson. It wasn’t my best moment.

  Alexis cringed. Ugh, what were you thinking?

  I know, right?

  I guess you really do need me to do this for you.

  So does that mean you’ll do it?

  She sat on the window ledge and gazed longing at Dimitri’s pool, trying to summon the courage to don the tiny bikini dangling from her fingertips, and walk over there like attending elaborate pool parties in a sexy thong was an everyday occurrence. As she took deep breaths, Dimitri’s parting words came back to her.

  I expect to see you later, Alexis.

  Good God, if she put on her new suit and went over there, he’d definitely be seeing her. Every plump inch of her, except for a couple of miniscule patches.

  Her glance surfed through the crowd a second time and when it landed on Dimitri, her heart gave a little jump. He stood at the edge of his pool, his dark head tipped toward her window. Everything in the way he was looking up at her, his grin sexy, his eyes so full of heat and promise had her breath catching.

  She sent Mel another text. He’s looking at me.

  Which means he’s interested, so get your ass down there, and send me pictures if you can.

  Alexis drew another breath and her thoughts went back to her horrible first year at college as she powered down her phone and tossed it onto her bed. God she really wanted to go back to college a changed woman, one with a sleek, experienced body—one who was good enough to be invited to the football parties.

  This is your chance, her inner voice taunted. Just do it.

  She inched away from the window, pulled on her bikini, and avoided her mirror. One look at her overflowing cleavage and curvy hips and she’d surely tuck tail and dive under her covers. She hauled a spaghetti strap dress from her closet and slipped it on. It wasn’t glamorous by any means, or suitable for Dimitri’s pool party, but it would have to do the trick. Until she felt comfortable enough, she wouldn’t be taking it off.

  She quietly opened her bedroom door, and stole a glance around the dark hallway. With Sophie asleep, and Nikko in charge of her care after hours, she tiptoed down the hall, not wanting to disturb anyone or explain where she was going. She was pretty sure Nikko’s idea of exploring the night life didn’t involve getting naked with his neighbor, and if luck was with her tonight, that’s exactly how the evening would end.

  A few minutes later, she followed the foliage-lined path from Nikko’s mansion to Dimitri’s. As she glanced around, she wondered what Dimitri did for a living, considering he looked to be about the same age as Nikko and also lived in a mansion. Her heart began to pound in synch to the fast paced music as she entered his lantern-lit backyard. She stopped to take it all in, her glance moving over the crowd of partygoers, as they laughed, swam, ate and drank copious amounts of alcohol. Some of the women were dressed in bikinis and some only wearing their bottoms, but that wasn’t what shocked her most. Oh no, not at all. What nearly had her scurrying back to her bedroom were the couples who were in various stages of sex, getting down and dirty on the chaise lounges, completely oblivious to everyone around th
em. Then again, maybe they weren’t. Maybe they liked being watched. Alexis shivered, recalling the way her body had reacted watching Dimitri in his pool, and how it had turned her on when she’d discovered he was watching her in return. Before she had a chance to give it any further thought, a pretty blonde who looked only a couple years older than her stepped up to her.

  “You must be Alexis.”

  “What?” Alexis asked, surprised the woman knew her name. “I mean, yes, I am,” she added hastily, remembering her manners.

  “Dimitri has been waiting for you.”

  “He has?” Her heart gave a little jolt. She looked through the crowd, unable to find him, but when she saw a guy working his mouth down his girl’s body, she couldn’t deny that it filled her with equal amounts of apprehension and excitement.

  As if sensing her sudden distress, the girl gripped her hand and gave a little tug. “Come on. I think you need a drink.”

  She let the slender girl lead her to the bar, and even though she didn’t want the extra calories from alcohol, she definitely needed a drink.

  “So how do you know Dimitri?” she asked as she poured Alexis a flute of champagne and handed it over.

  “Actually, I just met him.” Alexis tipped the flute toward the foliage that separated the houses. “I’m here for the summer sitting for Mr. Geo...I mean Nikko.”

  Intrigue moved over the girl’s face. “Really?”

  “Yes, I was hired to watch Sophie and help with her English.”

  The girl looked past Alexis’s shoulder to Nikko’s house. “That guy is so fucking hot. Damn, what I’d do to sleep under the same roof as him.” Her eyes glossed a bit when she added, “Actually, I’d like to be sleeping under him.” She tossed Alexis an envious look, like she was privy to something Alexis wasn’t. “You’re a lucky girl.”

  She was about to tell her Nikko was her boss and it wasn’t like that, but the girl shrugged her shoulders, her ample breasts jiggling in her frilly bikini. “Anyway, I’m Zenobia, but everyone calls me Zen.”

  Instantly taking a liking to Zen, and hoping they could become friends over the summer, she said, “I’m Alexis,” but then realized Zen already knew that. Trying to hide her nervousness, Alexis sipped her champagne and said, “This is a nice party.”