Later that night, the suite was quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside. Selena and Damien prepared for a swim, the dim lighting casting long shadows across the room. She slipped out of her robe, revealing a thin swimsuit that clung perfectly to her curves, the darkness emphasizing every line of her body.
Damien's eyes darkened instantly. "You really want to swim now?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady, though desire trembled beneath it.
Selena smiled, slow and teasing, letting the light brush across her wet hair. "Yes… the water at night is different," she murmured, tilting her head, letting her gaze linger on him. "Quiet, private… perfect for just the two of us."
He stepped closer, drawn by her presence. "I… I can't wait," he admitted, voice low.
She let her fingers trail along his chest, casual, but the touch sent sparks through him. "Not so fast," she purred, leaning close enough that her breath brushed his ear. "I want to enjoy this… watch you want me."
Damien swallowed, tension coiling in his body. "I want you now," he murmured.
Selena laughed softly, like velvet, her hands brushing along his arms, teasing, stopping him each time he tried to close the distance. "Patience, Damian," she whispered, tilting her head, eyes glinting with mischief. "You'll earn every inch tonight. The water, the darkness… they're mine to command."
He reached for her again, but she slid just out of reach, the soft sway of her hips hypnotic in the moonlight. "Careful… you might get lost in me before you even start," she teased.
Damien groaned softly, heat sharpening in every nerve. "Selena…"
She traced a finger lightly along his jaw, letting the touch linger just long enough to make him ache.
"Do you want me to make this easy?" she murmured. Her eyes sparkled in the shadows. "Or do you want to show me… how much you'll wait? How much you'll do… to earn me?"
He stepped closer, unable to resist, but Selena's control never wavered. Every glance, every brush of skin, every word was deliberate—a calculated dance of seduction. She let him feel desire without giving satisfaction, the night itself seeming to pulse with her dominance.
The night air was warm, soft with the scent of the city and the pool water. Selena had arranged a small dinner near the pool—candles flickering, a plate of strawberries with chocolate waiting. The moonlight glimmered across the water, reflecting in her eyes as she sat gracefully, legs crossed, swimsuit clinging to her curves.
Damien watched her, captivated, breath uneven. "You really planned this?" he asked, voice low.
Selena smiled, slow and teasing, picking up a strawberry and dipping it into the chocolate. "I thought… a little dessert might make the night more… interesting," she murmured, letting her lips brush the fruit as she brought it close.
Her lips glistened with chocolate as she leaned toward him. "Care to… help me with this?" she whispered, her voice soft, intoxicating.
Damien swallowed, heart racing. "Help… how?"
"Move it… with your lips," she breathed, tilting her head slightly, eyes sparkling with mischief. He leaned closer, brushing her lips with his, tasting the strawberry and chocolate.
Her hands slid lightly over his chest, teasing, letting him feel the warmth of her skin. Damien's fingers twitched, brushing against her sides, tracing the curve of her waist. She leaned back just enough to make him lean forward instinctively, her hair falling over his shoulder like silk.
Selena's laugh was soft, playful, almost sultry. "Careful, Damian," she murmured, letting her hands rest lightly on his arms, "I want you to enjoy every second… every sensation."
He pressed closer, trying to wrap an arm around her, and she let him—just a little—allowing the heat to spike between them. Her lips hovered near his ear as she whispered, "Do you feel it? The night, the tension… the desire building?"
Damien groaned softly, every nerve alight, his hands lingering on her in anticipation. Selena tilted her head, letting her wet hair brush against his chest as she moved just enough to guide him, keeping him on the edge.
"You're eager," she said, voice low, teasing, letting the chocolate-stained curve of her lips brush his jaw. "Good. That's exactly how I want you—hungry, alive, focused… wanting more."
He reached again, closer this time, and she allowed him to feel the brush of her body against his, just enough to ignite a shiver. Her fingers traced slow circles on his arm, then down his side, keeping him tense and desperate, the pleasure almost unbearable.
"Not yet," she whispered, leaning close, letting her breath warm his skin. "I want this… I want you like this… craving every move. Do you understand?"
"Yes…" he gasped, voice rough. "I… I want you."
Selena smiled, a slow, satisfied curl of her lips. "Good. That's exactly how it should feel," she murmured. Her eyes glinted in the moonlight, her control absolute. Every touch, every glance, every word had been carefully placed—fueling his desire, guiding his focus, and drawing him deeper into her game.
She rose from the chair, brushing her fingers along the table as she moved toward the pool, water glimmering like liquid silver. "Come," she whispered, playful yet commanding. "The night… the water… it's mine. Follow me… if you can."
Damien didn't hesitate. Every glance, every brush of skin, every soft murmur from Selena left him spellbound, fully captivated, and completely under her spell
Damien didn't hesitate. Every glance, every brush of skin, every soft murmur from Selena left him spellbound, fully captivated, and completely under her spell.
When she finally emerged from the pool, droplets sliding over her toned body, she walked toward him with deliberate grace. Moonlight shimmered across her skin, and she lifted her hair into a high ponytail, letting it fall over her shoulder as she glanced at him with a mischievous, sultry smile.
"You know what this means…" she whispered, her voice low, teasing, full of promise. Then she laughed softly, a sound both playful and dangerous, letting him feel every beat of the tension she had carefully built.
Damien's breath caught. Desire, anticipation, and the magnetic pull of Selena's control left him rooted, powerless… and completely enthralled.