Hurried footsteps froze behind her door. She turned away from the balcony from which the panorama of the bay opened. Next to the white motor yachts, rocking lazily on the calm surface of the sea, the boats of the local fishermen seemed quite tiny. On the beach, bright colored spots against the background of pale sand, the umbrellas of tourists were visible.

The door knob turned. She dressed especially carefully this morning. Heels were exactly the length, which allowed to emphasize the slimness of the legs. She was wearing a skirt and a fitted blouse. On the wrist are massive gold men's watches, there are small earrings in their ears. Other than that, no jewels. Her blond hair fell over her shoulders.

The door opened, and a man appeared in the doorway, who stood staring at us, staring. He had a strong willed face, and mowed eyebrows gave him some sort of satanic look. Black straight hair, as it seemed to her, was very cute and disheveled, and her tanned face was covered with a light sweat. It was not from fear, but from being in a hurry, she thought. Nothing in him said that he was afraid. For a while they silently looked at each other, then she, smiling, said:

- I'm afraid you made a mistake. This is the 325th number. Are you English? There was a slight accent in his voice. Sorry ... he faltered, my name is Lucas. The fact is that...

Voices were heard in the corridor. They spoke loudly and angrily.

“I'll explain everything later,” he said. And now I need your help. Do not be afraid. No one will harm you.

“I’m not afraid,” she answered frankly. All this is so exciting. Like in the movies.

After taking three steps, he was already near the balcony, and when he looked back, she saw the little laughs in his eyes.

- If all this was in the cinema, then there would have been a comfortable fire escape, and there is none ...

He came closer to her. The voices in the hallway got louder.

- I have to improvise.

Before she understood what he was going to do, his fingers found the buttons on her blouse and began to unbutton them, quickly and skillfully. She took a deep breath and took a step back, but he was again near.

- Believe me, he said.

Unbuttoning his blouse, he pulled her out of the skirt. One hand gripped her chest, the other wrapped around her waist. His strong hand slid down and pulled her toward her. She felt the faint scent of his aftershave and saw the laugh in his dark eyes again. His lips touched her, lightly at first, and then stronger and stronger. Under his suit, she felt a muscular body like that of an athlete. Now she could not escape from him, even if she wanted to. But she was not at all sure that she wanted to. Steps were heard very close. His fingers touched the clasp of her bra.

- No! She protested.

- Yes, he answered. Everything must look real.

A sharp movement, and the clasp unzipped. He pulled down one of the silk bra cups. She made a weak attempt to escape from him, but he pressed her closer to him. The warmth of his palm and the confidence that was felt in his fingers made her shudder with a sudden wave of pleasure.

Suddenly the door opened, and on the threshold were two dark-skinned men in crumpled suits. For a while they stood silently, looking at them with surprised eyes. Lucas did not look at them. He stood with his back to the door, kissing the woman and carefully spreading her lips with his tongue. One of his hands was walking on her bare chest, and strong fingers caressed the already swollen nipple. With his other hand, he stroked her ass. She made a throat sound. Her wide-open eyes stared over his shoulder at the uninvited guests. The larger of the two men who burst into the room with a click closed his half-open mouth and muttered: Sorry, we were wrong ... Pulling his companion behind him, he jumped out of the room faster than burst into it. The door closed.She put her hands on Lucas' shoulders, but she felt that she had no particular desire to push him away. And he did not show the slightest intention to let her go. He left her lips alone and began to kiss her lightly on the chin. She made another weak attempt to free herself.

“They left, she said in a quivering voice.” You don't have to pretend anymore.

“I don’t pretend,” he answered, sticking his tongue into her ear.

With his fingertips, he squeezed her hard nipple.

- And you also do not pretend to be an English tourist.

She felt herself blushing. This time she firmly put her hands on him and was surprised when he immediately moved back. Standing next to her, he watched as she suddenly became clumsy fingers trying to fasten her blouse. She was well aware that he was having fun, looking at how she was trying to portray modesty. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and undid the button that she had just fastened.

“I took advantage of you,” he said. But it was necessary. She put her hand on top of it, unsuccessfully trying to prevent it from unbuttoning another button.

“Why are these men chasing you?”

- We did not agree on the money, he replied, taking her hands and lowering them along the body. There are people who collect antique items, not thinking about their origin. There are other people who supply them with these items. This is a very interesting profession, but sometimes it makes me too unpopular,

“It smacks of crime,” she said, looking at him.

- Perhaps, without objection, he answered. But I prefer to consider myself a businessman. Some say it is about the same.

He let her go. She continued to stand in front of him, not moving. He opened her blouse, ran his finger between her breasts, and then began to drive them around the nipple. “Tell me to go,” he said. And I will leave. You will never see me again.

The second hand, he hugged her around the waist and gently held it along the spine to the neck. His lips were near her ear.

“Do you really want this, Miss English tourist?” Never see me again?

- No, she said hoarsely. And it was true.

Despite trying to control herself, she felt her nipples fill with desire, and her heart begins to pound wildly. He removed his head and looked at her with a long and slow look.

“Lady,” he said softly, in which case you were wearing too much.

He unzipped her bra, freeing both breasts. She made a weak attempt to stop him, but he stronger than the last time, lowered her hands along the body and leaned forward. Taking one nipple in his mouth, he began to suck it gently at first, and then stronger and stronger. Now he no longer teased her. Hurry and undisguised desire appeared in his movements. She moaned and swayed slightly. Her palms gently lay on his shoulders, and then dropped into his hands. She felt her muscles tighten under his jacket. Clasping her with both hands on the buttocks, he pulled her to him. She felt the warmth of his body and the swollen cock pressed against her.

Her skirt was on the floor before she realized how to unbutton her. He slid her blouse onto her shoulders and she, too, fell to the floor. It was followed by a bra. Using her nudity, he stopped kissing his chest, and set to work on his neck. Now that she did not even make weak attempts to stop him, his hands felt more free, squeezing her breasts and nipples and caressing her so that she gasped for pleasure.

He slowly led her to the bed. Suddenly his long legs wrapped around her, and her face was above her face. He kissed her lips lightly again. Closing her eyes, she thought a stronger and deeper kiss would follow. Her body trembled with anticipation.

But nothing ...