OffshoreSeductions

by Patti Shenberger

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  Offshore Seductions

  Super model Vivi Bloom has everything in life she could ever want, except someone to share it with. Confirmed bachelor Rafe Santori, owner and publisher of Out of Bounds magazine, has followed Vivi’s career since the beginning. Rafe wants Vivi for the 100th Issue Special Edition as much as he wants her in his bed. And what Rafe Santori wants, he gets.

  Vivi has plans of her own for the multi-millionaire and isn’t going to settle for a quick fling aboard ship. She plans to do everything in her power to drive him crazy with wanting her. Before she slides between his sheets, she plans on making sure his offer is a lifetime commitment.

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  Offshore Seductions

  Copyright © 2012 Patti Shenberger

  ISBN: 978-1-77111-161-4

  Cover art by Angela Waters

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  Offshore Seductions

  The Zodiac Club, Book 5

  By

  Patti Shenberger

  To everyone who loves to read romance. Here’s to all of you!

  Aries

  March 21 – April 20

  The sign of the Ram is high-spirited, assertive, and loves to win. Second place is never good enough – this gal wants to come in first every time. She has a love for adventure and excitement. Patience isn’t in her vocabulary, nor a strong suit for her. She has a surefire formula for success and will never leave things to destiny or chance.

  The Aries girl is quick to anger, quick to forgive, and quick to forget. Be warned, she’s definitely a take charge kind of person. A self-starter, she can be relied on for fast action, and willing to take risks.

  When things are too quiet, she’ll get antsy and look for ways to stir up the pot. Be careful what you say to the Aries girl as she is very direct and upfront.

  When it comes to affairs of the heart, the Aries girl will pull out all the stops to get what she wants, so you better get out of her way.

  Above all, the Aries girl is generous, has a caring nature and refuses to compromise.

  Chapter One

  March 29, 2012

  Vivi sat down hard on the leather chair at LeBlue restaurant in Rochester, Michigan. Her knees felt as though they were going to give out at any second, so it was probably a good thing she sat when she did, considering the consequences.

  “Holy shit.” This was the only thing she could think of to say at the moment.

  “Is that holy shit in a good way or a bad way?” her best friend Kate asked.

  All eyes were focused on Vivi as she drew in a deep breath and prepared to tell her friends the news.

  “Sorry for taking the call at the table, but that was my agent on the phone. I’ve been asked to do the 5th Anniversary Edition centerfold and photo spread for Out of Bounds magazine.”

  “What? That’s fabulous news.” Her friend Callie hugged her hard.

  “Oh my god, what amazing timing.”

  “Hell of a birthday present, Vivi,” Tara said.

  “That’s an understatement,” Vivi murmured, still trying to wrap her head around the idea.

  “Come on, give us more details so we can live vicariously though you,” Kate chided. “Then again lately I seem to be living vicariously through every one of you here the way my life has been going lately.”

  Vivi took a deep breath before speaking, “Well, from what my agent said, the shoot is scheduled for this coming Tuesday through Sunday and it’s on Rafe Santori’s private yacht which is presently anchored somewhere in the Caribbean.”

  A chorus of groans followed her words.

  “Some gals have all the luck.” Kate lifted her glass. “Ladies, shall we drink a toast to the birthday girl. May she develop sunburn in places she never dreamed of, and may she get lucky on the high seas,” Kate finished before taking a sip of the champagne.

  Vivi lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip. Her career had gotten her where she wanted. A prime cover spot with a centerfold and spread in one of the premier magazines of the decade. Would wonders never cease?

  “And lest we forget the real reason why we are all gathered here tonight, to celebrate Vivi’s twenty-sixth birthday. Vivian Bloom, may I present you with your birthday present. Not that she needs another one. Can’t imagine how we could top what she just received from her agent. But we’ll give it to her anyway,” Kate teased, handing over a silver box tied with a red ribbon.

  Vivi quickly untied the box and lifted the lid, already knowing what was contained within. Not that it mattered, she was beyond thrilled with the present. A delicate gold chain and at the bottom hung a charm with her Zodiac sign. Aries, the Ram.

  “You guys are the best in the world.” Vivi quickly fastened the necklace around her neck and pulled out her compact to take a peek.

  Touching the charm, she let out a sigh. “You guys mean the world to me, you do know that, right?”

  “Does that mean you’ll take us along on the yacht?” Kate joked.

  “Um no,” Vivi shook her head and laughed. “This one’s all mine.”

  “And I’m sure Rafe Santori will be there to oversee each second of the shoot?” Tara asked.

  Vivi shrugged. Probably, since the man owned both the yacht and the magazine. In fact, she hoped he was there. She had a score to settle with Rafe.

  Each of her friends gathered at the table knew about Vivi’s crush on Rafe since high school and had teased her mercilessly over the years. The man graduated four years ahead of them, and at the time Vivi was a freshman and he was a senior, she dogged his heels like an adoring bloodhound. Not that he ever seemed to notice. A fact she was none too proud of, but she’d come to terms with the fact they’d never run in the same circles. And yet now, it somehow seemed everything had come full circle.

  “Why don’t we forget all about Rafe Santori and get down to some serious celebrating. It is my twenty-sixth birthday after all.” Vivi lifted her glass up in the air. “To birthdays.”

  “To birthdays,” her friends seconded the toast.

  “To private celebrations on yachts,” Kate murmured seated next to her.

  Vivi elbowed her in the ribs and then smiled. “You never know.”

  “Honey, you’ve never let anything stand in the way of what you’ve wanted in life. And I seriously doubt you’re going to start now.”

  “What, little old me backing down from a challenge? Perish the thought,” Vivi answered with a laugh, her mind already running through the possibilities.

  Vivi shut the front door of the condo behind her and dropped her car keys on the table, along with her bag of birthday presents.

  Hitting the play button on the answering machine, she listened to four messages containing birthday wishes before her
agent’s voice spoke up.

  “Hey, Vivi, it’s Elizabeth. I wanted to share a few more details with you but didn’t want to bug you at your party. They’ll be using Jeff Baker and John Hogan for the shoot, which I knew you’d be thrilled to hear. Those guys are the best in the business next to you. Also, all your travel documents will arrive via FedEx within the next twenty-four hours. Holler if you don’t get them and I’ll follow up with Santori Enterprises. Hope you had a great birthday. You deserve it for how hard you’ve been working lately. Call me with any questions. Take care and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. Though I guess that does leave a lot of options open for you to explore, doesn’t it?” Her agent ended the call with a laugh.

  Vivi let out a deep breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. It still seemed so surreal to her. She clenched her hands into fists to keep them from trembling. All this time, all the hard work she’d put in and now it was all coming true. Working with Out of Bounds magazine was the crème de la crème when it came to publishing giants.

  Dropping her coat on the arm of the sofa, Vivi headed into the bedroom. She tugged her sweater over her head, tossed it on the bed, then kicked off her shoes and stripped off her jeans. Wearing nothing but her pink lace bra and panties, Vivi stepped into the bathroom.

  With a critical eye, Vivi surveyed her body in the vanity mirror. Her long brown hair hung loose to the middle of her back. She didn’t color or perm it, so it was in great shape. Her entire body was firm and tight, no sagging boobs or paunchy stomach for this girl. And because she exercised regularly, she was toned and fit. In her opinion, she looked damned good for twenty-six years old. Good enough to get asked to do the spread. A shiver went through her body at the thought.

  Had it really only been five and a half years since she practically begged Rafe Santori to hire her as a model? The past came rushing forward as Vivi closed her eyes, and thought back to the night in question. While it hadn’t been one of her finer moments, it definitely counted as one of her best and worst forty minutes in her life.

  She’d accepted an invitation to one of the top industry designers cocktail party, knowing Rafe Santori would be in attendance. When she entered the penthouse suite, her gaze surveyed the room, seeking him out. Vivi was mesmerized by the man, considering the fact she’d followed his every career move and meteoric rise to fame and fortune since high school. But not like she was a crazed stalker or anything. This was different.

  Vivi waited till he was finished with his current conversation and then moved into position, making sure he saw her cross the room toward him. She looked damn good and she knew it.

  “Hello, Rafe, it’s been a long time.”

  “Vivian Bloom? Wow, I guess it has. You look fabulous.” He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek as his gaze raked her body. “Great job on the Mandrel Diamond Jewelers ad in Cosmo. I heard a lot of good buzz about it.”

  “Thanks. Nothing like being covered in diamonds to perk up a girl’s spirit.” Vivi smiled.

  After a few more minutes of small talk that she could barely remember, Vivi took a sip of the liquid courage in her glass. It was now or never.

  “You know I’d love the opportunity to work with you, Rafe.” Vivi hated that she sounded like she was begging the man for a job. But she was, damn it all.

  He gave her the once over and Vivi tried not to blush. “How old are you, Vivian?”

  She straightened her back. “Twenty-one.”

  Rafe smiled and shook his head. “Try again.”

  Vivian sighed. “Twenty.” Damn the man for remembering that fact about her.

  “You know I make it a practice never to hire any models under the age of twenty-five. Never have and I never will. Come back and see me when you’re twenty-five and we’ll talk then.”

  Pissed didn’t begin to cover how Vivi felt. Throw in a good dose of embarrassed as well.

  “When I’m twenty-five, Rafe, you’ll be old news. There’ll be someone new out there waiting to take your place. And willing to step in and scoop me up as well.” She leaned in close and grabbed his tie, tugging him close to her lips. “Just remember, you could have had me but you blew it. Your loss, I’m afraid.”

  Then Vivi did something she’d never done in her life. She planted a big, wet kiss on the man, even slipped him a little tongue right there at the party.

  Problem was she’d forgotten her own attraction for Rafe and was surprised at the tingle of electricity that started at their connected lips and raced all the way to her toes.

  When she stepped back, Vivi noticed he looked as shell-shocked as she felt.

  Turning on her heel, Vivi set the glass on a passing waiter’s tray and got the hell out of Dodge. Quickly before her body and emotions betrayed her again.

  That was the last time she’d seen Rafe Santori, but she’d never forgotten the man. Nor had Vivi forgotten the way she felt when she kissed him. It was like grabbing hold of a live wire and hanging on for dear life.

  Popping the front clasp on her bra, she slipped the straps off her shoulders, then slid her panties down her legs and kicked them to one side.

  She looked amazing if she did say so. Lifting her breasts in her hands, Vivi ran her fingers over her nipples and watched the rosy buds tighten beneath her fingers.

  Vivi slid her hand down over her flat stomach, then lower still till she reached her Brazilian waxed pussy. She let her thoughts wander for a second as she wondered if Rafe liked a smooth pussy. Vivi had found the sensations were heightened with the lack of pubic hair. Her breath hitched as she delved deeper between the wet folds, feeling the slick moisture coat her fingers. Just thinking about the man set her senses on fire as she’d known it would.

  “Yes.” If only Rafe Santori knew what he was missing.

  Stroking herself, Vivi leaned back against the bathroom counter for support. She rolled her tight nipple between the fingers of her other hand as she pleasured herself, all the while continuing to think of him. How many times over the years had she climbed into her empty bed, closed her eyes and brought herself to an orgasm all because of him? Way too many to count, Vivi thought.

  Vivi gasped, her breath coming in fast pants now as her climax began to build. She slid a second finger inside her throbbing pussy and increased the pressure. It wouldn’t be long now. She imagined it was Rate’s fingers on her nipple, teasing her, plucking her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. It was Rafe’s fingers buried in her wet pussy, fucking her, coaxing the climax from her. And it was the image of Rafe’s face she saw in her mind right before she came.

  “Oh god, yes.” Vivi collapsed against the edge of the bathroom counter, her fingers still buried inside her quivering pussy. Her knees unsteady, she splayed her hand across the countertop in an effort to hold herself up.

  Lifting her head, Vivi turned and took one more look at the woman in the mirror. Rafe Santori wouldn’t know what hit him when she was through with him. After crashing and burning with Plan A five and a half years ago, it was time to put Plan B into action. And the sooner the better, starting with the upcoming photo shoot. It was as though the planets had all aligned just to give Vivi a fabulous birthday present.

  All rolled up into one hot, sex package named Rafe Santori. And this time Vivi was going to celebrate the encounter.

  Vivi leaned over and turned on the hot water faucet in the soaking tub. She dropped in a capful of lavender scented bath oil, lowered herself into the water, and sank up to her chin. Inhaling deeply, she could smell the fragrance as it wrapped its way around her senses. Trailing her fingers through the water, she watched the ripples break the surface.

  Right now she could do with a little rest and relaxation. Problem was rest was the furthest thing from her mind as all thoughts headed back into forbidden territory.

  Rafe Santori territory, to be precise.

  Chapter Two

  Stepping out of the town car that picked her up bright and early, Vivi tucked the now memorized and well-worn itinerar
y back into her tote bag. She pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head and climbed up the steps leading to the private plane owned by Santori Enterprises.

  Looking at the private jet parked on the tarmac drew a shiver down her spine. From far away it looked bigger, but up close it only reminded Vivi of how fragile life was if this thing could fly from Michigan to the Caribbean in one sitting.

  As she climbed the stairs, Vivi paused at the door of the plane and gave the side a pat.

  “Be good to me plane, I’ve got a lot of living yet I want to do,” she whispered, so no one would hear her words of encouragement and, at the same time, a short prayer for a safe flight.

  Stepping inside, Vivi found the interior was bigger than her entire condo and decorated a lot more richly. Everywhere she looked was leather captain seats, very high quality mahogany end tables, and a massive conference table and eight chairs if anyone wanted to hold a meeting mid-flight. She didn’t, but it was still pretty amazing looking, Vivi thought.

  “Good morning, Miss Bloom. My name is Audrey and I’ll be taking care of you today. Assisting me will be Christina. Please choose any chair you would like for the flight today.”

  “Good morning Audrey.” Vivi trailed behind the flight attendant, gawking the whole time and trying not to show her nervousness. She’d been fine right up until the minute they reached the tarmac and she stepped out of the car.

  “We’re awaiting the arrival of Mr. Hogan and Mr. Baker, and then we’ll be ready to leave for St. Thomas. Once we’re airborne, Christina and I will be serving breakfast. Would you like something to drink while you wait?”

  “Hot tea would be wonderful if it’s not a problem,” Vivi answered, pulling her gaze back to the young woman.

  “Coming right up.”

  Vivi lowered herself into the plush cream-colored leather chair and sighed. Though this looked more like a huge armchair than a cramped and uncomfortable airline seat.

  “Well, if it isn’t the famous Vivian Bloom.”