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all day?” I asked, somewhat breathlessly.
    “More or less.”
    “I—I thought maybe you would…” I let the words trail off as we walked together down the quiet hallway.
    Antonio stopped, leaning against the wall and pulling me into him. “You thought what?”
    I caught my breath, feeling the taut muscles of his chest against me as his arms wound around my waist. "I thought—" I began, but I was distracted by the way the tip of his tongue ran over his lips, parted ever so invitingly. My hands were on his arms, my body pressed against his. All he had to do was lean down to kiss me.
    Or I could kiss him. Is that what he wanted?
    My body almost begged me to do it. But, despite the alcohol encouraging me to let go, despite my decision to take my life into my own hands, my rational mind held me back. His eyes flickered darkly with… disappointment? After a moment, his hands unwound from behind me, sliding to my hips as he gently pushed me back away from him.
    We walked back to our cabin in a tense silence, with about a foot of space between us. When he opened the door for me, I stepped inside, but Antonio didn’t follow.
    “Good evening, Angela,” he said, and closed the door between us.
    I stared at the door for the longest time, unable to believe this impossible man had just left me.
    Again.
    I felt my fury returning. What the hell was going on? What did this man want from me? I was so angry! And frustrated. And… hurt.
    And yet, I could still feel the delicious ache in my groin, remembering his fingers sliding along my thigh, reaching up beneath the hem of my dress.
    I stepped over to the mirror, watching as my own fingers traced the path of my memory and imagination, gently teasing the hem of my dress higher and higher until I revealed the black lace panties beneath. I gently stroked the delicate material, sucking in a breath when I realized how wet I was. How much I'd wanted his hands on me, in my most private and primal parts.
    I glanced behind me at the door, worried for a moment that Antonio would decide to return and find me like this. But as my yearning overcame my natural reluctance, I moaned softly with disappointment that he wasn't here.
    And then, I felt a little rush run through me, and I began to imagine him walking back through that door as I slipped my finger beneath the black lace, rubbing gently along my warm wet slit, intensifying the heat and desire within me. I imagined him stepping up behind me, joining his hand with mine, pressing against me, fingers sliding down. Slowly at first, letting the ache radiate within me as I moved a hand up to my breasts, imagining Antonio’s fingers slipping beneath my bra. My fingers pinched at my taut nipples and I groaned, my back arching with the waves of pleasure spiraling through my body. “I want you, Angela,” I could hear him whisper in my ear.
    I felt my legs growing weak, as the throbbing between them grew more intense. My fingers moved more vigorously as I stepped over to the bed. I sat down, my leg spread wide as I imagined Antonio sitting across from me, his hungry eyes drawn to the movement of my fingers, slick with desire, as I brought myself closer and closer to the edge.
    “That’s it,” he whispered in his velvety voice, “Come for me, Angela.”
    And I did, throwing my head back and crying out his name as my body shuddered with each wave of pleasure, until at last, I collapsed on the bed. Breathless.
     

Chapter Nineteen
     
    “These are gorgeous!” Maria said over our connection the next morning in the media room. She kept looking away from the video call to her laptop, admiring the pictures I’d sent. “Look at the way the island’s reflection shimmers off the surface of the water. It’s so beautiful!”
    “Did you see the dolphins?” I asked.
    She clicked through a few more images, her eyes shining as she looked up at me. “I love dolphins!”
    “I know,” I said, beaming at her. “I was so lucky! Just as I was about to