The girl's breath hitched, her heart racing with excitement and nerves. She had dreamed of this moment, of serving a man like Don Castellanos. She dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his. "I want to serve you," she said, her voice a whisper of longing. "I want to make you feel like a king."

The jacuzzi jets pulsed against her, the sensation soothing yet arousing. As she thought of Don, she imagined his strong hands sliding into the water, reaching for her, touching her in places that craved his attention. The water seemed to come alive, each bubble a phantom caress mirrored her growing desire.