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T-shirt. She still
looked unbelievably sexy to him, and he could smell the musk of her
heated sex lingering in the air.
    He decided to trust the Fates and take
a chance. “Do you believe in destiny, or fate, Layla? You said you
weren’t afraid of me, and you didn’t seem surprised I might not be
human. Would you be willing to listen to my story with an open
mind?”
    She crossed her arms under her
breasts, stretching the fabric across them and revealing her still
hard nipples. He took a deep breath and told himself to be
patient.
    She ran her hand over her eyes, then
looked at him and let out a deep breath. “I’d be willing to listen
to anything if it will help make sense of the last few hours.” She
gestured to the chair at her dresser. “Have a seat.”
    * * * *
    Layla tried to concentrate
on the words of the man sitting across from her and not his
amazing, chiseled chest. His pecks and abs rippled deliciously as
he gestured while speaking to her, and watching this was not
helping to kill her sex drive. She’d been close to orgasm when
she’d heard him say her name for the third time that night, and
she’d been knocked for a major loop when she’d looked up to see
that, in a way, her wish of moments before had literally been
granted. She’d been imagining this very man driving his cock into
her, pushing her to orgasm, and then suddenly he was standing there
watching her. Watching me masturbate,
completely naked and sprawled across my bed. She tried to take deep breaths so her face didn’t flame red
with embarrassment.
    “ When I saw you lying on
the beach, I couldn’t help lingering. You were so beautiful…and so
alluring.”
    “ You were really there the
whole time?” That revelation brought her back to reality. Her face
grew hot, and her entire body flushed. So
he’s seen me masturbating twice in one night. Wonderful. She could hardly tell if she was embarrassed or
aroused as she gazed into his eyes. Something in them pushed her
humiliation away. They shone with desire, and even as she turned
away, she felt her sex tightening as she thought of him lying on
the sand next to her. “You were beside me, doing something to
me?”
    He shook his head. “I was beside you,
but I wasn’t affecting you in any way.” He pulled his gaze away,
then peered back into her eyes. “I will admit that I did touch you
earlier.”
    Her eyes widened, as she realized what
he meant. “That was you? You touched me in the water?” She shook
her head. “I don’t understand.” Her mind raced. What must he think
of her? That she was sex-crazed and an easy lay? Or that she was a
passionate woman he could find fulfillment with? Or something in
between those two? That seemed more likely. She couldn’t deny he
still seemed interested, but that was only one of the puzzling
things about him.
    He paused for a moment, then asked,
“Doesn’t my name mean anything to you?”
    She had to admit it had
struck a chord in her brain and made her wonder. “Well, yes, but
are you trying to tell me that you’re the Poseidon? As in the Greek god
Poseidon?”
    He smiled. “Yes. You did say you
wouldn’t be surprised if I weren’t human. I thought simply telling
you who I was would clear that up for you.”
    She shook her head. “I didn’t say I
wouldn’t be surprised. I just said I thought it was possible.” She
ran her hand over her forehead, trying to think of how to explain.
“I mean, you disappeared right in front of me. And you got up here
somehow. You certainly didn’t come through the door.”
    “ I felt you calling to me.
And you never answered my other question.”
    “ I really don’t think I’m
the one who needs to be answering questions.” She didn’t know
whether she was becoming angry because she was frustrated or
because every moment in this man’s presence aroused her more and
more. She almost wanted to just make love to him and ask questions
in the morning. “Yes, the name Poseidon means something to me,