chapter three      "Will, what's wrong?" Camille asked, faked concern coating her words.      "Nothing, Emma and I just got in a fight."      "I hope it wasn't about me, I said some pretty inconsiderate things at dinner, you know. Maybe I should go and have a little talk with her."      "No, no. It'll be okay, I'll take care of it." Camille scooted closer to Will on the lounge. She started to gently kiss him. After a moment of hesitation, he gave in and began to kiss her forcefully and passionately. She pushed him down onto his back and moved onto him. His hands wandered up the back of her lightweight tank top. He fiddled with the strings of her bikini top.      "A bathing suit?" he asked, breaking the kiss.      "Yeah, I thought I'd take a dip in the hot-tub, want to join me?" she asked seductively, letting her hand wander down near his waistline. He glanced down at her hand, his breath catching in his throat, and closed his eyes for a minute.      "I don't know…" he breathed. She batted her eyes, and snaked her hand down the front of his pants. She grabbed hold of him and asked again. "Okay, okay…a quick dip." She smiled and led him out to the hot tub on the lido deck.      He stripped down to his cotton boxers, neatly laying his clothes over the back of one of the chairs. Camille, who was sitting down next to the tub, was watching him, running through her next set of moves in her head, as he bent over to remove his socks, a wicked smile spread across her face.      "Climb in sexy boy," she purred. He climbed into the hot tub, easing his way in until he was sitting on the seat across from her. She untied her sarong and kicked off her flip-flops. She climbed into the tub and walked over to him, straddling his hips in one swift move. She began a slow, teasing bump and grind against his hips, teasingly arching her back and throwing her head back. With each bump and arch of her back, she closed more of the space between their bodies. When there were just a couple of inches left between them she untied her itty-bitty string bikini, first the bottom and then the top, flinging each piece out onto the ground. Once she was fully unclothed, she reached under the water and slid his boxers off and tossed them out of the tub.      "Now," she said, pressing her flesh up against his, making him groan under his breath, "your highness, how would you like it…slow," she purred out, kissing his neck and grinding her hips into his, "or fast," she said thrusting her tongue into his mouth.      "Which ever," he said, barely audible. She smiled, a large, pleased smile.      "Hang on for the ride of your life!" .:. back