He laughs again, then stands as I scramble to lift my top over my head. His hand stills at the waist of his shorts. His eyes are hot and pupils blown wide as he looks at me.
“How is it possible that you look like this?” He swallows.
My skin prickles in the breeze. “You saw me the other night.”
“Not like this,” he says thickly. “Not in sunlight.”
“That good?” I tease. I shift on the cushion, feeling needy and vulnerable and sexier than I’ve ever felt with a man.
“Like every fantasy I’ve ever had. If I shut my lids, you’re what’s behind them. And yet, I’m too scared to blink for fear that you’ll disappear.” His smile is small and my heart beats double time in my chest.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I push my bikini bottoms off. I’d never be this bold normally, but with Tristan it doesn’tfeel like a risk. It feels like no matter what I do, he’ll like it. No matter how high I fly, he’ll catch me.
He passes a hand over his erection, squeezing so hard it looks painful. “Fuck, I could come from the sight alone,” he says ruefully.
“You should probably be inside me,” I tease.
He laughs breathlessly and sets his hands to the waistband of his bathing suit.
His hands are shaking.
Oh my god.
Tristan is nervous. My heart swells. I feel myself melting into the cushion. He’s nervous. I make him nervous.
Another chamber unlocks inside my heart.
His stomach ripples as he exhales hard. “I need you, Katie.”
“I need you too. I feel like I’ll combust from wanting you.”
His lips curve. “Poor baby,” he croons. He hooks his thumbs under the waistband. “Let me fix that for you.” He pushes the suit to the floor in one smooth motion.
The breath empties from my lungs.
He looks like that.
My best friend.
He’s broad and tan from the summer. Long arms and capable hands. His stomach and chest are hard peaks and shallow valleys, leading to a trail of dark hair. My eyes dip lower, trace his groin. He’s hard and the single step he takes toward me makes his erection tap his stomach.
“Katie.” His voice is hoarse. “Keep looking at me like that and this will be over sooner than you’d like.”
“You have a very nice dick,” I protest. “I can’t help it.”
He gasps a laugh and crawls onto the cushion.
“Let me show you how I use it.” His mouth finds mynipple and I giggle. I can’t help it. He’s sexy and he’s funny and he turns me on more than I ever thought possible. I arch under the hard pull of his lips. His scraping teeth pull a moan from my throat.
I’m right back to where I was earlier. Panting. On edge. Melting under his attention.
I tug on his hair. “Foreplay later.”
He ignores me and pulls my other nipple into his mouth, then lets it go with a sound of approval. “You have the most incredible body, Katie.” His eyes meet mine, the deep green soft and hazy under his heavy lashes. “I’ve wanted to touch it for so long.” As if to prove his point, he licks a hot line down my stomach. “So sexy,” he rumbles. His long fingers cup one of my breasts. “So, so sexy. Everything I want.”
My heart is pounding in my chest and between my legs as his hot mouth travels downward.
“And this,” he says, wonder in his voice. His tongue flicks against my thigh. “Never thought I’d see you like this.”
