Lost in the Depth

Goodbye

My eyes shoot open to meet broad daylight.

Shit.

I'm still lying on Antonio, still in his car, and still very much naked. The pounding in my head is the first thing I feel when I move my head. Ignoring it, I rush to get up, making sure I don't wake him. Though maybe I should. Now that the sun's up and anyone walking past can see inside the car, I don't think it's a good idea for his dick to be out in the open.

Though that would be pretty funny.

My memory from last night is... well, nonexistent, if I'm being honest. But I do know that I had the best, and I mean best sex of my whole existence.

My eyes widen as a single sentence comes back to my head. God please tell me he didn't say that. Anything but that. I'm not in the relationship area right now, nor will I ever be, if I'm going to be honest. Leaders of the mafia just don't have time for that kind of shit. 

Well we don't have time for relationships with those that don't know about our illegal life. Antonio's different.

No. No he's exactly the same as any other.

Just a good fuck and nothing more.

I smirk. A really good fuck.

I decide to put my bikini back on because it's the only piece of clothing I have, and I leave Antonio and his member exposed in his car. The small prank will hopefully be enough to remind him of the nature of our relationship.

And I can't have him feeling anything but hate towards me. Especially with what I'm planning on doing.

The others haven't left yet, still sleeping on their blankets down on the beach. I walk down over to where I tossed my jumper last night and where my glasses were thrown by Tony.

I love that sweater and those shades, and I won't be losing them any time soon. Besides, now that the sun is piercing into my scalp and face, I'll be needing those sunglasses.

Thankfully, Antonio had put my sweater on the freezer box last night when I threw it at him and my shades are in the same place near the rocky wall, though I have to dig through some sand to reach them.

Putting them on my face, I walk back over to my friends and sit next to Alessia. Well more like fall on her legs.

"WHAT THE- HOLY SHIT RAYNA WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!" She screams, as she shoots up, awake, also waking up everyone else. Some people go back to sleep, others go to get a beer and a smoke.

I spot Julian going for the cigarette pack and I yell "Jules! Toss me one." I catch it and the lighter he throws with it, putting the cig in my mouth and lighting it.

I inhale the smoke and it relaxes my nerves, then I hand it to Alessia, who takes it and does the same. "What are you doing waking me up at 6 am, woman," she groans as she takes the cig out of her mouth, before putting it in her mouth and inhaling it again. And again.

Glaring at her, I take the cig out of her mouth and put it in mine. She must have been as drunk as me because she's rubbing her temples now and her eyes are closed. Suddenly her eyes snap open and she stares at me.

"Oh my gosh, how could I forget. How was it?" she smirks wryly and I smirk back, giggling now.

"No words. Literally just, pffttt," I make a gesture as if my head is being blown and fall back on her blanket. She does the same and now we're lying side by side staring at the clouds.

"Was it like having sex for the first time again?"

"What, no! It was amazing Sia. He was so fucking good I don't even know how he did it. I mean we did the same things we always do, you know the fingering and then the-"