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“Damn right,” he growls kissing my neck, slipping his hand around my waist. He takes his gin from Toni.
Michael and Andy high-five him like he’s engaged or something. I guess it’s a big deal; their buddy has never been in any sort of relationship.
“Casanova give me some love,” Gerry demands. “I knew the Lioness would be the only one for you.” He grins, giving me his attention. “Lioness, get ready for your world to be rocked!” He laughs as he drinks his cosmo, wrapping his arm through mine. “You are too covered in this wrap.”
Quinton is grinning and watching, like he could devour me. Hell, they all have that look when they’re looking at us. Gerry snaps his fingers for Marcus. “Sweets, hold the Lioness ’s cosmo.” He takes it from my hand as Gerry snatches my coverup over my head.
“Oh god,” I breathe, failing to catch my wrap as he tosses it to the ground. “Okay.” I laugh.Shit, I feel exposed.
Gerry stalks around me. “Girl, this little suit is seriously sizzling. You sultry Lioness.”
Marcus circles. “No wonder our Casanova is so smitten. You bring color into his world too.” They look like barracudas.
Whistling from Andy and Michael follows. “Don’t cover up Amelia,” Michael warns.
“We like to see our women,” Andy adds.
They’re all too much! My abs flex as I adjust my yellow bikini.Thank god I don’t have any fat,I think standing next to Tierra. I didn’t plan my coverup being ripped off. “I’ve never worn such a bright color.”
“It’s hot.” I turn around to Quinton’s voice. “I totally approve.” He wraps his arm around my waist, taking my cosmo from Marcus. “Drink. It’s time to party.”
“Tierra, I like your swimsuit.” I’m envious of her ability to wear such glamorous pieces. It’s sparkly silver and tiny. The ass is equally as small as the front. It looks expensive.
“I’ve got another one similar if you want it; I get them from designers that I model.”
I grimace. “I don’t think I can pull that style off.”
“She’ll take it,” Quinton tells Tierra. “You’ve got a beautiful body … don’t be shy of it!” I simper, watching him circling and nodding; he kisses me. “I didn’t think you could look any hotter than yesterday … WRONG!”
“So do you … you’re, um … very attractive,” I whisper, blushing. Quinton guffaws at my confession as we walk to the sun lounges.
“He likes his body too.” Tina laughs. I lay down on my stomach beside her.
“I do,” he admits. “I take great pride in keeping it hot and ready to go.”
“He seriously works out every day, runs like ten miles in the morning, then at least an hour or two in the gym,” Tierra brags. “Andy has started working out with him.”
I look at his upper body. “You do have a big chest and arms. I do good to get a yoga or Pilates workout in a couple days a week.” He laughs, holding his hand out for my lotion.
I close my eyes feeling his hands on my shoulders. His touch is strong, sensual. An involuntary moan slips from my throat as he works down my back, dipping his fingertips under the yellow material. My breath catches in my throat. “You like this?”
“Yes,” I whisper watching him grin. My sex tingles in response as he squeezes and rubs the inside and back of my thighs. He keeps stealing my breath. He grins like he heard me but doesn’t say anything.
He rubs all the way to my feet, then sits back, taking my foot in his hand. He starts rubbing small circles on the bottom of my sole and wraps both of his hands around my foot, pulling over my toes towards his chest.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Tierra whines, “Andy doesn’t give me foot massages.”
“I would offer Mr. Starks’ services to you, but I’m afraid I’m going to be selfish with this.” I look over my shoulder at him. “That feels amazing.”
“Andy,” Quinton yells, “get over here and pleasure your wife. She has unfulfilled needs that I discovered you’re missing.” I laugh as he switches feet. “You have beautiful little feet.”
“You’re really good at that.” I lean up taking a sip of my drink. “Do you want me to lotion you?” I ask looking over my shoulder. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to fall asleep.” He grins standing and holding my hand. Everything about him feels right. I watch him caress his thumb over my knuckles.Why don’t I have any guilt?I look up as Toni appears with a fresh cosmo.How does he always know?
Quinton sits in front of me. I start massaging him with lotion; his muscles bulges are almost too much for me to grip deeply. I don’t have masseur hands.
“Mmm.” He tilts his head to the side. “Your hands feel like heaven.” I hear him suck in, making a deep throaty growl before he reaches up and grabs the back of my head. He’s watching me out of the corner of his eye, and we’re grinning at each other. His eyes drop to my mouth as he closes the distance. His open-mouth kisses are seductive.
“Mmm,” he hums. He looks back at my eyes, his lips still hovering over mine. I smile before he covers my lips again—dipping his tongue in, exploring my mouth. I can taste his gin, he’s absolutely tantalizing. Our tongues melt into one, rolling and dancing. My sex feels heavy. He pulls me around into his lap. “I like this,” he growls, as he kisses and sucks my bottom lip. I mindlessly drape my arm around the back of his neck, tickling my fingertips across his shoulders, while my other hand strokes his incredible, sexy forearm. My apprehension is gone; I left it behind when I went all in. My senses are overloaded by him, his smell, his taste … his tenderness.
