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“Let’s just say…” He pauses for a moment. “I want my reflexes to be razor sharp.”
I swallow the nervous lump in my throat. “Oh,” I murmur.
He picks up our two drinks and walks over to the large double lounge and pulls a coffee table over next to it, placing the two drinks down. He then lies down with his back to the high side of the lounge and pats the lounge in front of him.
“Lie down with me?” he asks in his husky voice.
I swallow nervously. This is weird. I know we are only playing along, but this feels different. I lie down nervously on my back and he places his hand tenderly on my stomach through the towel before he leans up on his elbow above us.
“Did you enjoy your workout?” I ask nervously. He smells so damn hot.
He bends and kisses my shoulder softly. “Yes,” he whispers into my skin.
I feel the air leave my lungs and I troll my brain for something intelligent to say. His hand circles on my stomach and I stop breathing all together. He bends and kisses me softly on my neck and my eyes close. God, he feels so good.
He kisses me again.
“Do you have any idea how fucking edible you look in that bikini?’ he whispers into my ear.
I smile into the side of his head. “No, why don’t you tell me about my bikini?” I murmur as my eyes close.
I feel him smile into my neck and I bite my lips to hide my groan. “It’s not the bikini that’s making me crazy.”
“What is it?” I breathe.
“You.”
I smile. “I’m making you crazy?”
“Insane,” he whispers as he takes my lips to his. His tongue gently swipes through my open mouth and he kisses me deeply. Holy fuck. I can feel his erection grow up against my leg and I have to concentrate to keep my legs together.
This is insane. “There is nobody here. We don’t have to play along,” I whisper into his mouth as my tongue dances with his.
“I don’t want to play along anymore, Rosh.” He kisses me again before his mouth drops back to my neck.
“What do you want?” I breathe. He’s so damn good at this.
“I want you to want me for real.”
I can’t hold myself back and I grab the back of his head and pull him down to me. The kiss is deep and passionate and hell, if it isn’t the best kiss I have ever had. His hand slips underneath the towel and roams across my naked stomach and up to my breast and then down across my hipbones.
Lower, lower. Oh, fuck. Touch me lower.
Our kissing turns desperate. He is half on top of me and I can feel his huge erection digging into the side of my leg.
“Tell me you want me as much as I want you,” he whispers against my lips as his hand rubs back and forth on my skin. “Tell me.”
Unable to answer through my arousal and his lips all over me, I nod. I do want him. Hell, I want him right here on this lounge right now.
“Say it,” he breathes heavily.
I pick up his hand and place it over my sex. “Touch me,” I whisper. “Touch me for real.”
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His eyes roll back and he slides his hand down the front of my bikini bottoms and my legs instinctively open. His large, strong fingers slide through my wet flesh.
“Fuck, yeah,” he whispers to himself as his eyes close.
