That night she wore a white skirt and a pink top, her hands shook when she applied her lipstick, a pale pink one. She really had no idea why she was nervous about seeing Steven again. It's not like he did anything wrong, except for staring at her. She decided to let it go, maybe tonight she would feel different. After all his wife would be there too. Her head turned to look at Kyle when he walked into the bedroom, her stomach had butterflies in it just by looking at him. There was something about a man wearing a dark suit that made them look sexy.

He couldn't take his eyes off of her, no matter what she wore she looked beautiful. With her long slender legs, her tiny waist and her firm, perky breasts she could be a model. He still couldn't believe his luck in finding her and having her all to himself for a month. "You look so beautiful. I know I say that a lot but it's true."

She blushed, walking up to him she straightens his tie. "Kyle, thank you but you don't have to keep saying it. Also, I have to say you look so handsome in a suit, or even just in jeans and a shirt. I see how all the women look at you when you enter a room, they're practically drooling over you."

"Is that jealousy I hear in your voice?"

She looked at him and then quickly looked away. "I have no claim on you so I've no reason to be jealous."

There was an awkward pause before he spoke. "I guess we should go to dinner now." No matter what she said he could hear in her voice that she was jealous. He wasn't sure whether to be happy or sad about it.

Steven stood when Kyle and Kiera walked over to the table, he shook his hand and leaning over kissed her on the cheek, his hand lingered on her arm. "Kyle you know my wife," he said, then looked at her. Kiera this is my wife Pauline."

They all sat down and the waiter brought over a bottle of wine, pouring them each a glass before taking their order. The men discussed their business while the women talked about everyday stuff.

"Kyle, so tell us how did you two meet?" Pauline asked.

Talk about being put on the spot so he figured he would use the same story as he told his sister. "We met when she came to work for me as a waitress in my hotel, we started dating and here we are."

Steven's eyes narrowed. "I've never seen you there," he said, eyeing her.

"Now Steven, you don't pop in that often and perhaps when you did it could have been her day off."

"You're right," he answered, nodding.

The meal came along with another bottle of wine and after eating they declined dessert. When Pauline pulled out some pictures of her trip to Spain and was showing Kyle, Kiera excused herself to use the ladies room. So far the only bad vibe she got from Steven was when they first got there and his hand lingered on her arm, but since then he barely looked at her.

She came out of the washroom to find Steven standing there. She backed up when he came towards her, she wasn't sure what he was going to do but after looking into his eyes she felt fear creeping up through her.

He got close, way too close and smiled at her. "I find myself drawn to you," he said as his eyes went to her chest. "Kyle is such a lucky man to have you. I bet you're a hell of a firecracker in the sack."

Not wanting to be alone with him she pushed past him. "I have to get back to Kyle."

"Don't rush off, kitten."

She stopped, turned to face him. "What did you say?"

He moved up to her and putting his hands on her arms shoved her up against the wall. "I know all about you, that you're from the Sex Kitten Site. What do you think will happen when Kyle's family and business associates find out he hired a slut to have sex with him, it could ruin his reputation.""What do you want?"

He looked down at her chest. "I think you know what I want. What I want is a few hours alone with you. So this is what you're going to do. You're going to slip him a sleeping pill and when he falls asleep you'll come to the room I've already booked, it's just around the corner from where you're staying now." He took out a white pill and shoved it in the tiny pocket on her skirt. When I'm done with you then you can go back to him. If you prove to be as good as I think you are I'll call the site and book you for a few nights."

You're disgusting," she spat at him.

"Room 106, be there around ten."

"What about your wife?"

"I'll make sure she's fast asleep way before then. I'm warning you, don't tell Kyle or I'll destroy him," he said, then he shoved some money down her top and inside her bra. "This is just part of your tip for services rendered." He then walked away, going back into the dining room.

She leaned up against the wall, fighting to hold back her tears. She felt like she was going to throw up when his hand went down her top and she felt his fingers touching her breasts. She needed to calm her nerves before going back to the table. She wasn't sure how she was going to stand to be at the table with Steven there. Knowing she was taking too long she went back and sat down, moving closer to Kyle.

"You were gone a long time," he said when she sat down.

"I'm sorry, I was feeling a little queasy, I'm alright now."

"It's getting late, we should go back to our room then you can get some rest." He turned to the others and pulled out his wallet. "It was a lovely evening, maybe we can get together again before our vacation ends."

"Put your wallet away Kyle, it's our treat," Steven said, smiling over at Kiera.

When they got inside their room he was worried about her, she was so quiet and she wouldn't look at him. He cupped her face in his hands and made her look at him. "I know something is bothering you, tell me what it is."

"It's nothing," she said, removing his hands from her face and walked away.

He followed her into the bedroom and watched as she started unbuttoning her blouse. "Did something happen at the restaurant?"

She turned to him, her eyes went wide with fear. "What?"

"Every since you came back from the ladies room you were quiet, and you were gone way too long." He then noticed something poking out the top of her bra. He walked over to her and reaching into her bra pulled out two one hundred American dollar bills. "What the hell is this and where did you get it?"

She had forgotten about the money and was shocked when he reached in and took the money. He looked so angry that for the first time since she has been with him was scared, biting down on her bottom lips she couldn't look at him.

"TELL ME," he screamed at her, making her jump.

"Steven gave it to me, he was waiting for me outside the washroom."

He looked at the money, then at her, his anger showing in his eyes. "I was wondering where he had taken off to." Then a thought hit him, holding the money up he snapped at her. "Oh my God, what did you do to earn two hundred dollars?"

She knew what he was getting at and it had her crying. "I didn't do anything, especially what you're insinuating, how could you even think I would?" She went to walk away but he grabbed her arm and held her.

"Then tell me, tell me why he would give you this money. I mean it Kiera, you tell me now or I'll take you right back now to America and hand you back over to the Sex Kitten's."She couldn't hold it back any longer, she started crying, talking through sobs. "Steven said not to tell you or he would destroy your reputation."

"I don't give a fuck what he said, tell me now."

"He knows you hired me from the Sex Kitten site." She then told him everything Steven said and did, even when they were at the wine tour and she showed him the sleeping pill she was supposed to give him. "If I give him a couple of hours he won't hurt you."

He tossed the money down on the bed and pulled her into his arms, hugging her. "I'm so sorry, you didn't deserve any of that. But you should never keep anything like that from me and he can't hurt me."

"If I don't show up at the hotel by ten he's going to tell everyone about us."

He pulled apart from her and placed his hands on each side of her face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs. "You're not going and he's not telling anyone." Letting go of her he picks up the money and starts walking out.

"Kyle, where are you going?"

"I'm going to pay him a visit and to give him back his money."

She put her hands on his arm. "I don't want you getting into trouble because of me."

"No need to worry about me, I can take care of myself. Now, where were you supposed to meet him and what is the room number?" It took some talking to get her to tell him and when she did he gave her a kiss before leaving.

He walked out of the hotel and walked around the corner to where Steven was waiting for Kiera, well he was in for one hell of a surprise. Five minutes after ten he knocked on the door to room 106. As soon as the door opened Steven's jaw dropped Kyle pushed him back in, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Kyle, what are you doing here," he asked, backing up.

"Who were you expecting?" he asked, giving him a shove back.

"Kyle, hold on, it's not what you think," he said, holding up his hands.

"Oh really, then tell me what it is, is it Kiera you were expecting? You sick mother fucker, how dare you try to force her to come here." He takes the money from his pocket and throws it in Steven's face. "I'm warning you, stay the fuck away from her and me. As far as you and me being friends that's over and never step foot in my hotel and casino ever again."

"Kyle, when you're time is up anyone can hire her and I plan on asking for her, she doesn't belong to you. I just wish I'd seen her profile before I spent all that money on those other whores."

His temper flared, the blood in his veins boiled and charging Steven he grabbed him by the collar and shoved him up against the wall. "You listen to me you little slimeball, you'll not be calling and asking for her, if you try to I'll tell your wife how you've been going on that site and paying for sex. We both know if she finds out what you've been up to she'll divorce you and since it's her money that bought you the casino you'll lose everything. Do I make myself clear?"

He coughed, trying to breathe as he clawed at Kyle's hands, trying to pry them off him. "Yes, it's clear," he said, choking.

He let go of him and backed away. "I thought we were friends but I didn't know what a sick fuck you were."

"I swear I'll stay away from her."

"Make sure you do," he said and walked over to the door, he knew Steven was following right behind him."

"Kyle, I really don't understand why you are getting so worked up. She really is nothing but a dirty whore." He wished he had kept his mouth shut when Kyle's fist connected with his face and he landed on his ass.

His hand was on the doorknob when Steven called her a whore, turning around he punched him, knocking him down. He towered over him, glaring angrily down at him. "Never call her that again or next time I'll do more than punch you," he said, turning he walked out and headed back to his hotel.

He was still so angry so he stopped at the bar before going up to his room and ordered a double scotch. He had never fought over a woman before, but hearing that man talk filth about her he lost his cool. It was then he realized that she meant more to him than just a sex kitten. Throwing money down for the drink he finished his scotch in one swallow and headed back to the room.

She had changed into her nightgown, the one he had bought her and was pacing back and forth, she worried sick about him. He had left here in a fit of anger and she was afraid of what he'd do to Steven. Then she heard the door open and turned her head, she watched as he closed it and he stood there staring at her. She ran over, jumping into his arms and started sobbing as she wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his. "I was so worried about you," she said through her sobs.

He wrapped his arms around her, his one hand stroking her hair in a loving gesture. "I'm fine and you don't have to worry about him, he's never going to bother you again. I told him if he even tried to get a date with you off the site I'll tell his wife what's he's been up to."

She laid her head on his shoulder, she felt a sense of security being in his arms. "I hate that I put you in this situation."

"What situation?"

"Having to come to my rescue, causing you to fight with your friend."

He shifted her body to look at her. "None of this is your fault, Steven has always been a bit of a pervert. I really don't know why I was ever friends with him, we're not any longer. "You ready to go to bed?"

She nods and follows him when he takes her hand and they go into the bedroom. She helped him to remove his clothes, moving her hands slowly over his chest and shoulders. "I've not seen you work out so how did you get these muscles?" she asked, looking at his provocative lips.

"I find the time and what I want to do with you right now could be considered a workout," he said, pulling her nightgown up over her head.

She closed her eyes and arched her neck when he started kissing it, his shaft reared hot and hard against her. Her hands moved down his back to his ass, she loved how hard it was, every inch of him was so toned, sending shivers throughout her body. "Kyle," she moaned his name when his hand went between her legs and his two fingers went inside her, stroking. She opened her eyes when he lifted her up and dropped her onto the bed.

"Tonight I am going to make you forget how that bastard treated you," he said, getting on top of her, he lowered his head to kiss her. It started off slow, his one hand thrusting his fingers inside her, feeling how wet she was. He took his time making love to her, making sure she was totally satisfied before he got his own release.

By the time he was done with her she was so exhausted, he tried out a couple of different positions on her, one which really hit the G-spot, driving her wild. She went to sleep in his arms, forgetting all about what happened earlier.

The next few days flew by so quickly that they lost time, they went boating, to shows, opera and long walks through the market square. She still hadn't told him much about herself, though he tried to get her to open up. But the more he pushed her the more she clammed up.

After today we only have two days left in Italy, is there anything or anywhere special you'd like to do or see?"

Wearing only a shirt over her bra and panties she goes over, her hand clutching his shirt she rested her head on his shoulder. The shirt was unbuttoned and had slid down past her shoulders. "You've shown me so much already, let's just stay in tonight."

Placing his hand on the wall, the other one in his pocket he smiled when she opens his shirt. "If we stay in whatever will we do to entertain ourselves?" He really liked it when she cuddled up to him, she was like a soft kitten, wanting affection from him.

"Let's take a bubble bath together," she said, kissing his neck.

"Wait, you want me, a man to take a bubble bath?"She traces his chin with her fingertips. "It'll be fun and is very relaxing. I'll ride your torpedo," she said, placing her hand over his crotch. "We'll see if it's loaded and ready to fire," she said, giggling.

He looked down at her hand that was massaging his crotch and he smiled. "Well, in that case, you go ahead and start the bath, I'll be right in after I make a call." The swelling inside his pants grew hard, she really knew how to get him worked up. When she left he made the call, checking to see how his business was doing. Satisfied that everything was running smoothly he hung up, removing his clothes as he made his way to the bathroom.

She was already in the tub when he walked in, dropping the remainder of his clothes onto the floor. "Come on in, the water is nice and warm," she said as she scooped up a handful of bubbles and rubbed them over her chest.

His mouth watered as he watched how her hands moved over her breasts then circling the nipples with her fingers. He knew that she knew this action was getting him hot and excited, his cock was hard and standing at attention. He climbs into the tub and sitting down he continued to watch her. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back as she continued massaging her breasts.

She finally opened her eyes and saw the lust in his eyes, she could also see his manhood sticking up through the bubbles. "Do you want a turn?" she asked seductively. She let out a squeal when he grabbed her ankles and pulled her towards him.

"Damn right I do," he said, taking some bubbles in both hands caressed her breasts with them. "Wrap your hand around my cock and play with it," he said, his breathing becoming ragged when she did what he asked.

"Oh my, looks like the torpedo is loaded," she said, feeling it throbbing in her hand. She held it firmly in her hand, moving it up and down. "It's so soft and really hard."

"It's loaded and ready to fire, now get on it and I'll prove it to you." He lifted her up and held on to her waist as he lowered her down onto his shaft till he had all of him inside her. He put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss, his hand on her breasts, running his thumb over the nipple.

Hands on his shoulders she started moving slowly up and down on him. When she saw him leaning back with his eyes closed and heard him tell her to go faster she did. "Oh God," she cried out when she felt an orgasm coming, the water from the tub splashed up and over the edge of the tub. She could feel him coming, felt his hands going around her waist, both grunting and moaning. Exhausted she leaned into him, his arms wrapping around her, stroking her back.

"Baby you were right, a bath is very relaxing."

Moving off him she turned around, her back resting against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. "That felt so different from the other times, so good," she said, putting her hands over the top of his arms.

"There's a reason it felt different."

"What's that?" she asked, her eyes closed, lulled into a sense of contentment.

"I don't want you to freak out but we didn't use a condom."

She broke free from his arms and turned around to face him, her face white as a sheet. "No, oh what have we done? I can't get pregnant Kyle, I just can't and I'm sure you don't want to be a father. What are we going to do?" she asked and started crying.

He pulled her back into his arms. "Don't cry, I know someone who can get us the plan B one-step.

"What's that?" she asked, looking back at him.

"Most people know it as the morning after pill, you take it and there won't be a baby."

"I'm so sorry, I never even thought to have a condom in here, it's all my fault." "No, I'm as much to blame." He wiped her tears away. "Don't cry, I will fix it. Lay back and let's just calm down."

The water started getting cold so they got out and dried off. He went and made a call and after being assured that what he needed would be delivered shortly he poured them both a drink. They laid on the sofa together, falling asleep until someone knocks on the door, waking them up.

She stayed seated while he answered the door and watched as he spoke to the man and then gave him some money, taking the package from him. He then walked over and sat next to her, taking the item out of the bag. Handing her the glass of water that was on the table he takes the pill and hands it to her.

Taking the glass and the pill she looks at him, biting down on her bottom lip. "Is it safe to take?"

"Yes, it's perfectly safe and the man said the sooner you take it the better."

Nodding she pops it into her mouth and washes it down with the water. "I feel terrible about doing this but it's for the best. We can never forget to use protection again."

"We just got carried away, it won't happen again. Come on, let's go to bed, tomorrow we're going boating and then later to the ballet." He held her that night, feeling like a heel for not using protection and for her to take the pill. The timing was not right for him to become a father and he was sure she didn't want a baby.

"Even though I'm on the pill we can't forget to use a condom," she said, closing her eyes.

"Yes, the pill doesn't always work so it's better to use a condom for extra protection. We just got carried away, sorry. Don't you ever worry that your next client might not use one? God only knows what kind of disease he might give you." When he got no response from her he looked down and saw she had fallen asleep. He couldn't stand the thought of another man touching her but once their time was up he had no say in the matter.

The next morning he took her on a boat tour, then out to dinner and after that went back to the hotel to get dressed for the ballet. He had bought her a long black sequin dress to wear and heels.

Going over placed his hands on her shoulders. "You're so beautiful, you take my breath away," he said, kissing her lips softly.

Before Kyle had come into the bedroom she checked herself out in the mirror. The dress he had bought her was one she never thought she would ever be wearing. She was excited about going to the ballet and yet so sad as it meant this was going to be their last night together and he would be going back home. She wished that things could have been different, that she could stay with him but that was impossible. Going back to America and to those people was something she couldn't do. She forced a smile on her face when he entered the room and walked over to her, she closed her eyes when he kissed her.

He felt her arms tightening around him and he felt her body trembling, pulling back he looked into her eyes and saw tears. "What's wrong?"

How could she tell him that after tonight he'd never see her again? she couldn't. "It's nothing, I'm just overwhelmed. This dress is so beautiful, Italy and now going to the ballet. I've had the best time of my life with you."

"I feel the same way having you here with me. We still have all of tomorrow to go exploring before we head back the following day." He lifted her chin up. "No tears now or your mascara will start to run," he said jokingly. He sensed something was not right, that there was something she wasn't telling him. But he wanted her to enjoy the ballet and later he would make love to her, showing her how it really felt to be made love to, but tomorrow he would get right to the point and ask her to tell him everything about herself and what's going on.

Smiling back at him she takes his hand and they leave the hotel, getting into the cab that was waiting for them. The ballet was of Romeo and Juliet. She sat holding his hand all through it, her eyes glued to the stage. "The music, the dancing it's all so amazing, I love it, thanks for bringing me to see it. I will never forget it," she said, turning to smile at him.

With the show over, they went back to the hotel where he had a bottle of champagne chilling and poured them each a glass, handing her one. "Tonight I am going to push your body to the limits, I am going to give you so much pleasure you'll forget your name but you will remember mine."