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Authors: Marie Kelly

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Pulling her gently in front of him Dante had stood close to her, Sam looking up into his face, wanting so much for his kiss.

 

“Sam” he had whispered softly
.

 

“I would really like to see you again”
.

 

She had smiled widely, once more making Dante feel the strangest sensation in his stomach
.

 

“I would really like that” she had replied, seeing him smile back
.

 

“Philippe and I were talking about fishing tomorrow in my boat........why don’t we all go, we can swim in a bay
I
know, let you really see the island”
.

 

Sam had nodded enthusiastically
.

 

“I am sure we would love it” she had breathed softly
.

 

Her eyes looking down the street, not sure where Bella and Philippe had got to, sure that they had not been that far behind them
.

 

“I
...
I guess I should go in” she had said softly, feeling as Dante had moved even closer to her, his hands moving to gently cup her face, angling it up to look deeply into her eyes
.

 

“Yes....I guess you should” he had answered softly, before his head had dropped, his mouth covering hers, Sam shuddering as her lips had parted to welcome his.  She was not even aware that she had fallen harder against him, her arms flying around his neck as she had stood on tip toes.  Only aware as his kiss had deepened, his tongue flicking against hers sending sensations throughout her entire body, knowing that he felt it too as he had groaned softly against her mouth.  She had felt as his hands had
stroked
along her back, travelling down to her bottom, Sam gasping feeling his hands exploring her, but not pulling back as the unfamiliar sensations had flooded through her, her body writhing sensually against him.

 

As Dante Durant had kissed Sam he had been
surprised
with the rush of white hot need that filled him.  He wanted her, wanted to feel her under him, struggling so hard with what had to be done.  Pulling away from her, the two had stood looking at the other, both panting their bodies and eyes showing the fire and desire they both felt
.

 

“Please Sam” he had whispered, his voice so husky
.

 

“It would definitely be better if you went inside right now”
.

 

Sam staring back at him, not aware how sensual she looked, her breast
s
heaving as she
fought
to get her composure back her lips so red from his kisses, her eyes so green in her small oval face, her skin almost
translucent
in the light of the moon.

 

“I
...
yes” she had stuttered, as Bella and Philippe had finally caught up with them, the two of them smiling happily at each other.  Hearing of the plans for the following day, Philippe had grinned
.

 

“Sounds like a great idea” he had replied, his eyes moving over to Bella, who had smiled back at him
.

 

“Let’s say 8 then” Dante had finished, before both men had stood back, watching as the girls had disappeared inside the villa.

 

The next morning both had been ready by 7.30, scowling as Kate had finally rushed through the door.  They had texted her the previous evening, assured that she would be back in plenty of time.  Throwing them both a “what
?
” look she had ran to her room to quickly change, just making it in time for the knock on the door heralding the arrival of Dante and Philippe.

 

Pushing herself forward, she had given her best pouting smile, Bella and Samantha looking at each other in disbelief
.

 

“Would it be OK if Thomas could join us” she had breathed sexily at the two, seeing the knowing look pass between the two men, before Dante had inclined his head
.

 

“The more the merrier Kate” he had said, seeing as she had given a small squeal of pleasure, pulling her phone out and
dialling
Thomas the others had assumed
.

 

After finding where they were going, she had moved slightly behind the other four, her eyes taking in the way they seemed to naturally break into couples, her eyes opening in surprise at seeing
Dante’s
fingers moving to take
Samantha’s
, her usually man
-
shy friend allowing their fingers to entwine as they had moved together down to the harbour.

 

Reaching the picturesque stone dock, strewn with fishermen, the two men had waved to many of the passer
bys, laughing with the fishermen who had cheerfully waved back.  On the dockside only two boats fitted the small pier, mainly because one was so large.  Kate had whistled seeing the luxury cruiser her eyes lighting up
.

 

“Now that is a boat” she had cried with approval, frowning seeing the smaller more
traditional
fishing wooden boat.  She had wondered if there truly was enough room for them all, as Dante had turned to her smiling
.

 

“I am glad that you approve Kate” he had chuckled “She moves well too”
.

 

Looking back in complete astonishment the three girls had stared at the vessel
.

 


Is  ...
is that your boat
?
” Samantha had finally managed, as Dante had grinned down at her
.

 

“Yep
...
when I fish I like to do it in style” he had laughed, Philippe nodding beside him.  He had looked over at Samantha, seeing a look of apprehension in her eyes, his questioning
.

 

“All OK Sam
?
” he had asked softly, seeing as she had given herself a shake, giving him a nervous smile
.

 

“Yes...
fine” before moving towards the boat with the others
.

 

Frowning, he had expected her to be impressed with the boat, but it had the opposite effect on her, as she had seemed to back away from him, Dante confused with her reaction.  The appearance of Thomas had seen the group moving up into the cruiser, the newcomer making excited noises of appreciation, smiling shyly at the two alpha Greek men.  He had been polite and thoughtful in helping Kate onto the deck, Sam liking him.  Kate however, had moved over to her.

 

“OMG Sam.........you hit pay dirt, gorgeous and loaded” she had giggled, looking over at Dante
.

 

“Remember if you don’t want him...I’ll take him”
.

 

Sam giving a small frown

 

“Kate........Thomas...” she had whispered in shock, hearing as Kate had giggled again
.

 

“We aren’t married” moving away to explore the wonderful boat.  Sam had no idea of sizes, but knew that it was huge, the back fitted with chairs for deep sea fishing.  As they had moved down to the belly of the boat, she had been impressed to see that there were two bedrooms, both large with actual beds admiring how opulent the decorations were.  The main seating area incorporated a large open kitchen and the four guests had moved around with their mouths open in awe.

 

After moving around the boat Dante and Philippe had guided them once more to the deck asking them to make themselves comfortable, pointing out where the fully fitted bar was located, as both men had swung into action preparing for departure, Philippe moving to the
bow
as Dante had moved to the cabin starting the engine and
manoeuvring
the large boat easily out of the harbour.

 

As the others had made themselves comfortable, Sam had moved to the cabin, Dante smiling on seeing her
.

 

“I wondered if you would like a drink
?
” she had asked softly, seeing as he had shaken his head gesturing for her to come closer.

 

“Want to drive a boat
?
” he had asked smiling at her, seeing the excitement jump into her eyes as she had rushed forward, nodding
.

 

Sitting further back in the chair he had made room for her to move in front of him, Sam nervous as he had placed his arms around her holding her against him as he had directed her, feeling shy at the intimacy yet happy to be there.  His soft voice in her ear had sent shivers through her, Dante happy to see the signs of arousal in the young woman in his arms, finding himself just as aroused, knowing that he wanted Samantha Trey, a very happy side effect of his plan he had mused softly to himself.

 

Finally they had reached a natural bay and Dante had moored the boat to the
buoy
that bobbed just off shore.

 

“Time to play” he had chuckled, allowing Sam to move seeing as she had grinned back at him.

 

“Goody ....” she had laughed scrunching her nose up at him.

 

The spot was beautiful, with the clear aqua waters allowing them to look right down to the sandy seabed below.  The girls had laughed, pointing out the many brightly coloured fish below them, Philippe making them all laugh with his outlandish names for them as Bella had moved even closer to him, Sam seeing the way the two had looked at each other.

 

“OK ladies”
Dante’s
voice had cried, everybody turning to face him
.

 

“There are two rooms for anybody interested in changing into bathing costumes
” Bella
and Sam instantly grabbing their bags to move downstairs.  Kate however, had grinned telling them all that she had come prepared, sensually pulling her shirt and shorts off to reveal the smallest bikini the others had ever seen.  All three men had stared at her, their mouths wide open, before Dante had turned his eyes full of laughter as he had spoken something to Philippe in Greek, the other man nodding grinning back, both of them moving to grab shorts, as they had called out to Thomas to join them.  The younger man however, had smiled in thanks removing his
t-shirt
showing that his shorts were actually for swimming, his eyes as big as saucers never once leaving Kate.

 

Together the four had moved down into the rooms below, the two girls moving into one room the men into the other.  Inside Sam had chuckled at Bella
.

 

“I see the way you look at Philippe” she had grinned seeing as Bella had made a small pfft sound
.

 

“Kind of like the way you do to Dante” she had returned, both laughing as they had changed.  Bella raising her eyebrows seeing Sam in a bikini, so used to seeing her friend in one piece costumes

 

“I didn’t even know you had one of those” she had quipped, her eyes full of laughter as Sam had given a small shrug
.

 

“The other one was dirty” she had said with little conviction, as Bella had looked at her with disbelief
.

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