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“Mmm,” she hummed. “That feels good. You’re spoiling me.”
Matt opened his mouth to say he liked taking care of her, but he shut up quick. Admissions like that would continue to muddy waters that were already thick with sludge. Rather than speak, he stroked her back and shoulders, letting his hands do the talking as he rubbed the sunscreen in.
She was wearing a red string bikini, and it had driven him to distraction all afternoon.
Untying the string at the back, he kept touching her, massaging her skin under the guise of lathering her with sunscreen, when really, he had just reached the point where he couldn’t keep his hands off her for a second longer.
Liza looked up at him over her shoulder, desire smoldering in her gaze.
“Better not miss this spot.” Matt squirted more sunscreen on his palms, cupping her ass cheeks and squeezing them hard enough that she gasped, then he started his rubbing motions. “The only thing that’s going to make this gorgeous ass red is my hand…or my belt.”
Liza squirmed on the chair, his touches having the desired effect. He’d been riding half-mast ever since she walked out of the bathroom in this bikini. It was time she did a bit of suffering too.
“Matt,” she whispered, as his fingertips drifted between her upper thighs. One tiny stroke and then he drew his hands lower, spreading the sunscreen on the backs of her legs.
“Hmm?” He pretended not to understand her distress as he snapped the cap closed on the bottle, tossed it back into her bag, retied her bikini top, and returned to his chair.
Liza’s eyes narrowed. “You’re a terrible tease.”
He chuckled. “I’ll make it up to you later.”
“You better,” she muttered, dropping her head back down, her eyes closing once more, though her cheeks were now flushed…and not from the heat.
“Maybe we should put some of this downtime to good use,” he said before taking another sip of his drink.
“How?” she asked lazily.
“I think we determined last night that you’re okay with being spanked.”
She was clearly all in on this topic, as she sat up, facing him. “More than okay with it.”
“Where do you stand on bondage?”
Liza tilted her head, considering the question for a moment. “It’s definitely a turn-on for me, but only in an academic, masturbation-fantasy way. I’ve never dated a guy I trusted enough to try it with.”
It was a good answer, but one that might bite him in the ass because his and Liza’s past association had been rocky at best. “Trust is important.”
She studied his face hard, then bit her lower lip, almost nervously. “Would it freak you out to know that I trust you?”
It freaked him out more than he could admit. But it also made him feel like he was ten feet tall and bulletproof.
He wanted Liza’s trust, even though he knew he was going to betray it.
Rather than admit that, he simply shook his head. “No, it doesn’t,” he lied. “So bondage is on the table. How about anal?”
This time, her response was instantaneous. “No.”
“Why not?” He tried not to chuckle at the outright panic on her face.
“Not to inflate that already overinflated ego of yours, but that beast between your legs just about fits in my…” Rather than say the word vagina, she gestured to it with her hands.
Matt shook his head as if disappointed. “No guts, no glory.”
“I can live with that.”
He didn’t push her on that decision, though he made a mental note to revisit the topic when they were in bed and he could give her a tease of what he was offering—because he was definitely putting a butt plug in that gorgeous ass of hers.
Matt moved on to the next item on his mental list. He intended to put this time in Hawaii to good use because—while they hadn’t put a time limit on this affair—he suspected things would become more difficult once they returned to Philadelphia and real life. “I know you enjoyed the spanking, but I’ll confess I’m not into serious pain—yours or mine. If that’s something you want?—”
