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I lifted my chin and gave the only answer I could. ‘I do want it.’

His lips slanted across mine and his tongue plundered.

I reached up, and sank my fingers into his hair, dragging him closer as my body ignited with the longing I had spent years denying. But refused to deny any longer.

Unlike before, his kiss wasn’t practiced, or subtle, it was ruthless and demanding and more than a little desperate. His tongue drove into my mouth, exploring and exploiting every hidden recess, moving in a devastating rhythm.

I clung to his tall frame, my cool flesh warmed by the scorching heat of his.

We broke apart, both breathing heavily. He found the straps of my swimsuit, tugged them down. As he exposed the damp flesh to the warm night, all I could do was absorb the brutal ripples of sensation firing through my body.

Suddenly I was naked to the waist, my breasts swollen, the nipples achingly tight. He cupped the flesh, brushed his thumb over a nipple, then leant down to capture the tip in warm lips. I bucked in his arms, vicious sensation arrowing down, and threaded my fingers into the thick locks of hair.

He feasted for what felt like hours but could only have been moments, as the yearning tension gripped my core, releasing the rush of liquid warmth.

I was shuddering and shaking when he finally lifted his head, no longer able to grasp where we were or what I was doing, only knowing that I wanted more—that I wanted it all, that I needed to feel him inside me again.

He stumbled slightly as he straightened and I clasped his arm. ‘Are you okay?’ I asked, concerned about his leg.

‘Of course!’

I felt the slap of his rejection, but before I could react, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards one of the loungers on the beach.

‘Take off your costume,’ he said, fishing a small foil packet out of the pocket of his sweatpants.

I was shocked by the urgency of the husky demand, and the fact he had come prepared.

I clasped my arms over my naked breasts. Had he come here planning to seduce me? And what was going to happen once we had slaked this hunger?

But as he flung away his T-shirt, my mind blurred again, the urgent questions forgotten in the hot wave of arousal as the giddy desire battered me.

His chest was burnished by moonlight, the skin not as tanned as it had once been, the muscles leaner but no less magnificent. The old scars and tattoos I remembered were still there, but joined now by new marks, new wounds, from the crash. Compassion welled in my throat as I saw him wince, forced to put his weight on his injured leg to strip off his sweatpants.

But then I watched transfixed, as he rolled the condom on the heavy, thrusting erection.

The hot brick in my stomach sank deeper into my abdomen, throbbing and glowing as I lifted my face to his.

Did it matter if he had planned this? When I wanted it too? Perhaps this was what I had needed, all along. A chance to have him one more time, before I left this place forever.

He clasped my chin, lifted my face to stare into my eyes, his body vibrating now with the visceral tension I could feel gripping me too.

‘Why are you not naked?’ he asked, the fierce need in his eyes shocking me into action.

I stood to strip off the damp spandex. But a wave of shyness washed over me as he watched me. I held the costume to my chest, still unsure, still scared, by the force of my hunger.

He took the costume out of my hands and threw it away.

‘Lie down,’ he said.

I did as he asked, as it occurred to me he was struggling to move freely. Was his leg starting to hurt, after standing on it for so long? But as I opened my mouth to ask, he joined me on the lounger and pressed a finger to my lips.

‘Do not be concerned, I promise I will not disappoint you.’ There was an edge to his voice, both angry and defensive.

It wasn’t my own pleasure I was concerned about, but I trapped the thought inside my mind. This was about sex, for both of us. It had to be. That was the only connection we had ever shared. I couldn’t romanticise this moment. Couldn’t allow myself to feel more for him than I should.

So when he lifted my hips, I wrapped my legs eagerly around his waist, opened myself for him, determined to make this all about pleasure too.

He grunted, probing with the thick head of his erection, then sank deep inside me in one powerful thrust.

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