Chapter 12

So lost in pleasuring Luca was he that at first Duncan wasn’t certain whether he’d heard the voice at all. A woman’s voice. Then, not only could he hear her calling “Hello,” but he could also hear the click-clack of her heels on the paving stones.

“Shit!” he said. “Visitors.”

Both men beat a hasty retreat from the pool, their hard cocks slapping against their thighs as they made a dash for their swimsuits and towels. Duncan was wrapping the towel around his waist when a well-dressed woman in her late twenties appeared.

She was wearing a pink business skirt with matching jacket and a white blouse, and holding a briefcase. “Ah, there you are,” she said.

Duncan checked that Luca had managed to dress, and seeing that he had, he approached the woman.

“May I ask who you are and what you’re doing on my property?” Although he had an uncomfortable feeling he already knew the answer. “Unexpected and uninvited?”