Katie nestled into his embrace, her face burying deeper into Dan's neck, his arms keeping her sprawled over his body. Opposing emotions of her heart and her head battling like wildfire deep inside her.

"Don't hide from me Katie!"

She sighed, "I'm not, I'm just relaxing! Do we have to spoil the here and now discussing the future?"

He kissed the top of her head, " I’m not going to let you run away from this. But I’m not up for talking either, I’m more than happy to relax too, with you!”

"Good," she mumbled inhaling the scent of him, trying to ignore the stirrings of desire that rumbled deep in her body.

Moments later she could feel him start to harden under the thigh she had stretched across his body. Propping up on to her elbow she looked down at him, his serene face almost angelic, his eyes still closed. 

"Again?" she asked smiling.

He shrugged lifting the lids to reveal his deep blue eyes, "I have been permanently hard since that kiss in the airport! This is nothing new! I’m just amazed I’ve managed to live this long."

It was exactly what she didn’t want to hear and she shook her head in denial.

But he was wise to her every emotion, "I won't let you deny this Katie, I am not letting you go. You can't love your husband if you're here with me now. I know you, you aren't the sort of person who could flit between two. You make your choice and stick with it. SO you’ve already decided that you don’t want your husband."

He was perceptive, she had to acknowledge that, he was right, she had always been an all or nothing person, throwing herself headlong into things or avoiding completely. She didn't know a half measure. And if she hadn’t split with Xavier there was no way the last couple of hours had happened.

"I've split with Xavier, he's been cheating on me. So you're right if things were good with him I'd not be here, or rather you wouldn’t...But there's so much more to this than my husband.” She sighed, trying to ignore the pressure of his arms as he held her tighter, but she had to get this out. “I’ve just seen a five year marriage end, this is all too soon...Then there's our family, they’ll hate this, and you’re at the start of a promising career, I'm living on another continent. I have an adopted family there, friends. It's where I belong. This can't ever work."

His response was a laugh, or rather a snort, "I don't give a shit about my career. I'll quite happily peel your grapes by the pool in Mexico if it means we can be together." 

She shook her head rolling away from him, then sat up, pulling on his t-shirt. "You don't know what you're saying. You're so young, have so much to do and see."

            "You are six years older than me! That's hardly another generation!" He jumped out of bed, no inhibitions at his nakedness.

She stood up and headed for the bathroom, throwing "it is in terms of where our lives are, and I won't let happen to you what happened to me," over her shoulder as she closed the door behind her. She’d coped without the support of her family, but that was only by luck, if she hadn’t been adopted by Pablo’s family, then her life would have been infinitely harder. She’d hate to see Dan go through it.

Katie used the bathroom, then spotting the inviting shower slid out of his shirt and stepped into the cubicle. The water was gloriously hot and within seconds the bathroom was filled with steam. Grabbing her shampoo she was just starting to lather her hair when she felt arms slide around her waist. 

Dan was more excited than he had ever felt as he'd walked in to see her engulfed in water, arms raised to her head, breasts jutting out proudly, soap running in rivers down her body. He didn't even remember opening the shower door.

His hands glanced briefly over her breasts, before reaching up to her hair, taking over the ritual of soaping it. Then turning her he rinsed every bubble of shampoo away. Taking the sponge that hung on a hook, he smeared it with the lemon shower gel next to it, and began to wash her. Sweeping circles over her shoulders, arms then breasts. Turning her again he lathered her back, nudging at her buttocks, then dropping to his knees, he cleaned her thighs and calves, dodging the fierce shower jet as he moved. Turning her once again, he washed her more intimately. Katie's knees were weak as she tipped her head back to allow the jet of water to hit her chest and run down to clean the soap suds away. 

Suddenly she gasped as his fingers and tongue joined his hands, seeking between her legs. Opening her with his thumbs he nibbled and licked frantically, fingers sliding into her. Katie was powerless to do anything more than brace herself against the shower walls, and let the water pummel her body, running down her face and body into his half buried face.

Her orgasm was both quick and intense, and as he stood back up she clung to him, trying to stay upright. With a chuckle he pulled her close, nibbling at her ear lobe.

"I can't let you go Katie, surely you can see that?"

His voice caused every hair on her body to stand on end, but she didn't reply instead feeling him hard against her tummy, she lifted one leg around his waist and guided him into her. All common sense had flown out of the room along with that almighty climax.

Gasping at her suggestion, he reached for her other leg, lifting her up and pressing her against the wall. The little control he had lasted seconds as he pounded almost out of control into the haven of her receptive, welcoming body. 

Katie moaned at the sensation of Dan filling her so completely. Wanting more she pushed her chest out, sighing as his mouth engulfed a nipple.

            "Oh Dan." It was half sigh, half groan as she felt her body start to convulse again, unable to believe that she was on the verge of yet another orgasm. She'd never felt or responded to anyone as intensely as she did here, now, with him.

Wrapped in fluffy towels they lay on the bed, nose to nose. 

"That was fantastic!" he sighed, falling on to his back, hands behind head.

She smiled and kissed his cheek, "it was certainly more than I expected! I've been overwhelmed to say the least!"

He laughed, "were you expecting a naive schoolboy?"

Shrugging she dropped her head to his shoulder, "I don't know, just not this, you!"

"Well, I did get a great introduction to sex!" She looked at him questioningly, so he continued, "I got a job collecting glasses on a Saturday afternoon in the Kings Head pub when I was fifteen. Do you remember the landlady?"

She thought for a moment, "is it still Scary Shirley?"

He nodded, "yep! Well turns out that when she got divorced she missed male company..."

Katie gasped, her mouth dropping open, "really?" His confident grin was all the answer she needed. "That's disgusting! She could be arrested for that! I mean it’s child abuse!"

He laughed, "I did NOT object, and I learnt LOTS! Anyway, are you now talking as my stepsister, or the woman who has just benefited from all that experience?"

There was an awkward silence as the reality of his words hit them both square in the face. They lay for a few moments, then Dan turned back to face her.

            "I don't think I can lie here without touching you!"

Still smiling she lifted her face to accept a soft, endearing kiss. Rolling on to her, he propped himself between her thighs, his weight supported through an elbow to one side of her. Fingers tracing patterns across her cheek, then neck, he groaned as the towel moved revealing more of her pale breasts. 

Sliding his fingers inside to support the left one with his hand, he stooped to lick her nipple, not a gentle sensitive tease, but a hungry, ice cream lick that lashed his tongue over her sensitive flesh. She gasped as she watched her body tighten in response, feeling his erection grow between her legs.

Lifting his eyes from her puckered nipple, he stared into hers, "turning you on is the biggest turn on there is!" 

Heat flooded her body, inflamed by both his words and his actions. Tearing open the towel, she revealed herself to him, before wrapping herself up in his arms. At this moment her libido was ruling everything, there’s be time to anaylse, for recriminations, but for now, there was just the two of them there, together.

Katie woke before Dan the next morning, smiling for a moment at his soft dark hair, spilling on to the pillow and long eyelashes that brushed his cheeks. With a sigh she dragged herself away, and was dressed and brushing out her hair when he woke.

"Don't we get nice wake up sex?" he asked looking up at her, nestling his hands behind his head, a confident and lazy smile on his lips.

She smiled, "we've got to be in Malaga this afternoon, we're on a train in an hour. You need to get dressed."

"Make me!"

She shook her head laughing, "get dressed, make the train and I promise we can talk, about the future."

He raised an eyebrow, "really?"

They were sat opposite each other on the train with seconds to spare enjoying the scenery with strong black coffee and pastries from a seller on the platform. 

"So," he smiled through the steam from his coffee. "The future?"

She sat back and looked at him through her lowered lashes, "I don't think we can go on, not long term..."

He started to protest, but was silenced by her raised hand. "But," she added smiling, "I don't think I can give this up as easily as that. Our family will be devastated, there are personal, social taboos. We are in massively different places in our lives Dan, we need to just let things ride, see what happens. I'm going to be in Europe a fair amount the next few months, and we can just see ok? Let's not mention anything to our parents, it'll cause World War three! But before we worry about that, we can have fun, get to know each other more, and see what happens?"

It was more than he expected, and a compromise he was more than happy with, "Sounds like a plan, and just remember I intend to make it impossible to give me up."

They chatted easily, pointing out sights as they churned through the countryside, discussing favourite foods, drinks, holiday destinations. The Dan Katie remembered of old was impatient and attention demanding, but this man opposite her was anything but, he was funny, intelligent, and very sexy. But here with the table between them she felt safe. All too soon the train arrived at the coast.

They got a taxi to the hotel, a complex two miles outside the busy coastal town. As they were driven along the seafront they admired the huge yachts that filled the marina.

"I can't believe how much warmer it is here!" Dan announced stripping off his hoodie and winding down the window. The sun was out and after needing a jacket the night before, it was definitely lounging in bikini weather.

"I researched!" Katie laughed, "I've packed for cool nights, but have loads of beach stuff too. I'm hoping to catch some rays and swim whilst we're here!"

"I've got one pair of shorts...." he thought for a few seconds, "but then I can always cut down a pair of jeans!"

She shook her head at his impulsiveness, "this is going to be a long few days!"

He turned to her with a glint in his eyes, then lowered his head to whisper erotically in her ear, "I think you'll find it's the nights that are VERY long!"

With a gulp of anxiety she turned away.

The resort was clearly the most luxurious of them all. An infinity pool, surrounded by small two-story buildings filled with well equipped apartments.

After unpacking their bags, Dan found a bottle of wine in their fridge, as he opened it, Katie threw open the heavy curtains and the floor to ceiling doors that flanked one end of the room. The view from the balcony swept down to the deep blue sea. It was serene and beautiful. She braced her arms on the railings and inhaled, loving the feel of the sun kissing her bare shoulders. Almost telepathically, she felt real lips replace the sun, and arms snake around her waist.

"Hey!" his voice was soft, "this place is beautiful!"

She sighed as his hands slid up to cup her breasts, the familiar longing to be naked with him already taking over her.

"We need to go and look around....."

His tongue slid into her ear, and she felt her resolve soften, "we can do that, I promise, but I want to look around you a bit more first!"

She was smiling as he led her back into the hotel room. He was insatiable. Katie had always enjoyed sex, and Xavier had been more than enthusiastic. But with Dan it felt like a necessity rather than a pleasure. She needed him, needed to be with him in a way she never had before.

A good while later, Katie locked the door behind them, she was wearing a white bikini under a thin cotton kaftan covering her sparsely to mid thigh, and denim hotpants, her feet were in slip-on beach sandals. Dan looked delectable in a pair of surf shorts, he'd already discarded the t-shirt he'd pulled from his rucksack earlier, and a baseball cap pulled over his collar length brown hair, he'd found a pair of cheap flipflops in the hotel shop. He was so broad-chested with strong defined shoulders, that Katie had been surprised. She'd forgotten that he'd been a gymnast as a child, and he told her he'd competed at a reasonable level until he went to University. Now he didn't enter competitions, but still trained regularly. Walking behind him she noticed the glances he received from the women draped around the swimming pool in the sun. She could only imagine the fervour that Shirley from the King's Head had unleashed on his inexperienced body. She shuddered, some things definitely did not need a visual. 

They strolled past the swimming pools, various people were sprawled absorbing rays of sun. She clocked the restaurant, reception, spa, filing little queries for later. Then they made their way out into the street, heading down to the beach. They cut a handsome image, strolling hand in hand along the road that led to the sea. Kicking off her flip flops, she jumped onto the sand. There were padded sun loungers at various spaces along the beach. So they picked two and unrolled their towels then stretched out, watching the world go by. Dan had his ipod on, eyes closed, the tzzz of music just discernible over the splash of the waves and gentle chatter of the other people on the beach. Katie was reading, OD'ing on books in English. She managed to order some online when she was back in Mexico, but to walk into the airport and be overrun by choices had thrilled her, like a child in a sweet shop she'd bought six, this was number two. She sensed though that since Dan had arrived she'd not read half as much.

After an hour she put down the thriller and stood stretching. The sea was inviting, so she strolled along the sand and into the cool water, striding out to waist depth before diving under the gentle waves emerging a few feet away with a strong stroke. She was a competent swimmer, swimming most days at home, and she loved being in the sea, more than the pool. She headed out to a buoy a few hundred meters off the coast, but after a few dozen strokes she felt a strong undercurrent, so she turned back to the beach. Smiling she watched Dan saunter up to the water's edge, then dive into the gentle swell. He was beside her in no time, pulling her close, wrapping her around him, her ankles locking her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck.

His lips covered hers and words weren't necessary, he was already hard against her pelvis, pressing into her body despite the coldness of the water, his hands slid under her bikini bottoms to massage her backside and it was heaven.

Katie ignored the sense of doom that was constantly on her shoulder, and she knew there would be hard times and heartache ahead, but ignoring that she threw herself into his crazy antics with no thought other than the here and now.