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“My parents couldn’t afford fancy holidays. Every summer, we’d load up our car with groceries and travel around. Most of the time we camped in woodlands but sometimes, we’d go to the sea. Snorkeling didn’t cost any money, so we did that and swam a lot.”
We swim leisurely towards the ocean. I stop her when I spot a place we can explore. We spend a couple of hours checking out the marine life and are lucky enough to spot a turtle.
Back on the beach, we dry up and sit on the beach mat, watching the sea as we down iced lemonade from the cool box I brought out earlier.
“Are you hungry?” I ask.
“Not yet.”
Beads of water fall from her black, tightly curled hair to the bare honey skin of her shoulders. The need to taste that tempting skin rises, making me salivate.
I reach across and chase a drop with a finger down her back, until I reach the top of her white bikini, which soaks up the drop.
Harper shivers.
“Cold?”
I glance at her face. Dilated, dark brown eyes meet mine.
A pink tongue moistens soft, nude lips.
“No,” she whispers.
I trail my finger up her back, past the tie of her bikini, and trace the delicate curve of her neck. She shivers under my touch, her satiny skin erupting in goosebumps despite the heat of the tropical sun beating down on us.
I can't tear my gaze away from her. In her tiny bikini, she’s all lush curves and honey skin that begs to be touched, tasted, worshipped. My eyes lock onto hers, the air between us crackling with the force of our mutual desire.
"Harper." Her name falls from my lips like a reverent prayer.
Then I'm kissing her, hot and urgent and deep. She melts into me with a soft moan that sets my blood on fire, her lips parting to welcome the sweep of my tongue. She tastes of strawberries and sunshine and something uniquely Harper. Sweet, addictive, and intoxicating.
She twines her arms around my neck, pressing the soft swells of her breasts against the hard planes of my chest as if she can't get close enough. I want to burrow under her skin, to sink so deep inside her warmth that we fuse into one perfect being.
Without breaking the kiss, I lower us onto the warm beach mat.
My hands roam greedily over her silken flesh as I strip away her bikini top, desperate to feel every inch of her. Her full breasts spill into my palms, the dusky nipples pebbling against my roughened skin. I dip my head to take one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive peak before drawing on it firmly.
Harper arches beneath me, a moan falling from her kiss-swollen lips. "Gabriel, please..."
"Please what, baby?"
My lips trail wet, open-mouthed kisses along the slender column of her throat. Her pulse hammers wildly beneath my tongue and it sends a thrill of masculine pride through me, knowing the effect I have on her.
"Tell me what you need."
"You," she gasps as I find that sweet spot just below her ear that makes her shudder. "I need you, Gabriel."
CHAPTER FIVE
Gabriel
I LIFT MY head to gaze down at her, my heart clenching almost painfully in my chest at the raw desire shimmering in the depths of her chocolate eyes. "You have me, Harper. I'm yours."
My voice is gruff, roughened by the sheer intensity of my need for this woman. I've wanted no one the way I want her. It's a hunger that goes beyond the physical, a soul-deep yearning I can feel etched into my very marrow.
Harper cups my face in her hands, her thumbs grazing my beard.
"Then make me yours, Gabriel."
