For the Greek Tycoon's Pleasure. Lucy Gordon

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      And that led to her final decision. She wasn’t going to waste what might well be her last days with Zephyr as even a pseudo-lover grieving a loss that had not come yet. She would squeeze every bit of joy out of their time together in Greece that she could.

      Zephyr woke to the wonderfully pleasant experience of Piper giving him a massage. He was on his stomach, his arms relaxed above his head and his legs stretched out under the light covering of a sheet. She sat on his upper thighs, having an effect on him that he doubted she was going for.

      Or maybe not. Piper was the most open and adventurous lover he’d ever had.

      It bothered him that her moving him around had not woken him. His ability to incorporate her touch into his dreams showed how deeply he trusted her. As did the secrets of his past he’d shared with her the day before.

      He’d never been tempted to tell that story to another woman, and no other lover had been allowed to sleep in his bed, much less wake him with a massage. He’d thought he’d been so clever in pursuing a sexual relationship without strings with the only woman he had ever considered a true friend. Now, he realized that kind of thing led to intimacies he did not crave.

      He had to get his relationship with Piper back onto an even keel, or end at least the sexual side of it. Friendship and sex. Nothing more, and certainly nothing so deep it led to true confessions. He’d started at the Plaka, the day before, buying her gifts and clamping down on that dangerous urge to talk.

      She’d done him a favor waking him with the massage. It would lead to sex and that was something he could handle. He didn’t open his mouth to blurt out things better left unsaid when it was busy pleasuring her.

      “Mmm…” He stretched under her kneading fingers, rubbing his cheek against the bottom sheet, taking in the scent of their lovemaking from the night before.

      Call him earthy, but he loved that smell and often put off their morning shower so he could enjoy it.

      “Like that?” Her voice was husky as if she was getting as much out of this as he was.

      “Very much. Are you sure you’ve never gone to massage therapy school?”

      “It’s one of my many natural talents.” Humor laced that sweetly husky voice.

      “I admit, I am grateful for this particular talent.”

      “As you should be. So, I’m the only person in your life with this particular talent?”

      “I’ve never asked Neo if he likes to give massages.”

      Soft laughter tinkled above him. “I’m having a hard time imagining that conversation.”

      “You’re not the only one.”

      “There are no other women in your life who know how to relax your muscles like this? I find that hard to believe.”

      Was she fishing? He’d never asked her if she slept with other men, but he knew she didn’t. He didn’t make it a habit to sleep with more than one woman at a time, either. It led to messy complications, and he didn’t do messy. Though he was rarely with a woman long enough for it to become an issue, he still followed his own rules. His longest liaisons could be measured in months, not years.

      “There are no other women in my life, at least none that I would allow in my bed,” he amended smartly.

      After all, he had as many women working for him as men. Well, maybe not quite as many, but close. There weren’t a lot of female construction workers as a percentage overall, especially in countries outside the United States.

      She stilled above him. “I’m your only…”

      Her words trailed off as if she didn’t know how to term herself, and he could not help her. She wasn’t a girlfriend per se. She was a friend with whom he shared his body and bed. But it became obvious that she was definitely fishing.

      He didn’t mind giving her the truth. “I haven’t had sex with another woman since the second time we made love.”

      The first time had scared him shitless and he wasn’t afraid to admit it. To himself. But then he’d realized that he was just more physically attracted to Piper than he had been to other women. Add in their friendship and the sex was mind-blowing. He’d decided to enjoy it as long as it lasted.

      Because sex never did. Experience had taught him that. Just as it had taught him that while love might be transitory, and family couldn’t necessarily be counted on, a true friend stuck with you through the years. He’d learned that from Neo.

      Long after the sexual elements to their relationship were over, Zephyr had every expectation that he and Piper would continue to be friends.

      “I’ve never asked for promises of fidelity.” She’d gone back to massaging the pleasantly loosening muscles of his lower back.

      “And I’ve never offered them.” Because thanks to her ex, she would not believe them. “But if you are asking, I am telling you I don’t have sex with other women right now.”

      “Because of me?”

      “Because I have a rule about not having multiple sex partners at the same time,” he explained.

      “Serial monogamy?”

      “Yes. I never make promises, you know that, but while I am having sex with one woman, I do not seek out release elsewhere.”

      “So, you haven’t been with anyone else but me since we started sleeping together.”

      “Not since the second time, when I knew we would continue to have sex.” He’d had a one-night stand after the first time he and Piper had gotten together, when he’d hoped to make their explosive sex a single shot. The hookup had only confirmed that mediocre sex was no substitute for what he had with her right now.

      “The first time?”

      “Wasn’t planned and I wasn’t sure we should repeat it.”

      “But you decided we should?” she asked softly.

      “As did you.”

      “Yes.”

      “Once I realized you and I were going to have a prolonged sexual association, I stopped looking for that from anyone else.” He looked down at her seriously.

      “Even when we went weeks between getting together?”

      “I don’t break my own rules, Piper.” He was no oversexed adolescent who could not go a few nights, or weeks, without. It wasn’t always easy, especially when they spoke on the phone and his body reacted with the predictability of Pavlov’s dog, but a real man knew how to keep his zipper in the up position. Zephyr was nothing like his father.

      Not one damn thing.

      “Right.” She snorted a laugh.

      Pleasure from the massage tried to melt Zephyr’s brain along with his muscular tension. “Yes, right,” he affirmed with emphasis.

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