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her boldness in testing limits with Tanner. Now or never, she thought. She placed her hand on the doorknob, trying to subdue her jumpy stomach and rapid heartbeat. With one motion, she opened the door and stepped out.
    No drama ensued, because Tanner had his back to her. He’d stripped down to a cotton shirt and briefs. Feet bare, hair ruffling in the warm breeze, he looked good enough to eat. Soft music played and he gazed out at the water blanketed in darkness, waiting for his surprise.
    He’d been thinking only of Natalie, his wife of less than a week, and the effect she had on him. Marriage was new territory, and it shocked him how much the status fueled his desire. Finding he wanted her more than ever, and having to reign in his urges, was a bit uncomfortable.
    Loving her as he did, Tanner wanted her to have time to adjust to marriage. That was what the honeymoon was all about. If he unleashed his worst on her, there was the chance he’d go too far—which he might anyway. But he was trying, giving his best effort at growing into the relationship. Not something he was experienced with.
    Hearing a noise inside, Tanner turned to look. The sight of Natalie, dressed—or actually undressed as she was—gave him pause. Deep urges consumed his senses before he could think. Rationality played no part in what he felt at that moment. Staring at Natalie wrapped in skimpy strands of pearls stirred emotions in him best left alone.
    It was too late for that. Tanner stood and walked back inside. “What do you think you are wearing?”
    Natalie swallowed, unsure if the stern look on his face was anger or lust. With Tanner, it was hard to tell. “This is…your surprise.” She waited, her heart pounding so hard she wondered if the pearls where vibrating.
    Tanner put both hands on her waist. His piercing look unnerved her and made her wish she’d waited a few more days, or even weeks, before wearing the pearls. Looking into eyes of blue steel, she trembled slightly, while at the same time, moisture seeped between her legs and over the pearls.
    “You’re naughty, you know,” he said sharply.
    Natalie didn’t move, unsure if that was good or bad.
    “Do you know what seeing you in this outfit does to me?” Tanner paused. “Do you?” he barked.
    “I thought you’d like it.” Despite his gruff question, she noticed the bulge under his shorts, and barely resisted the impulse to cover it with her hand, to feel his arousal.
    A predatory look flashed in Tanner’s eyes. “Too much,” he said without emotion, leaving Natalie to wonder if this whole scene was too much.
    Tanner slipped his shirt off over his head. Holding each end of it, he put it behind Natalie’s neck and pulled her to him. Holding her firmly in the wrap of cotton, he leaned down and kissed her hard. His tongue rubbed along hers furiously, and she kissed back with equal violence.
    The feel of Tanner’s lips pressed hard against her; the taste of him, and the male scent, drugged her. Thoughts or regrets evaporated, and she wanted him to take her. Boundaries melted under the onslaught of his masculine touch. Reaching out, she felt the smooth marble skin of his chest and arms, tight over rock-hard muscles.
    Leaning back from kissing, Tanner bit her lower lip, over and over. Natalie whimpered softly, wanting him more than she’d ever wanted anything. He nibbled her earlobe and tugged, the shirt still holding her to him. Then his mouth found her nipples presented to him in a circle of pearls.
    Tanner groaned, sucking on her nipples, hard and greedily. It felt so good, and when he bit and pulled, it felt even better. “Tanner,” she whispered.
    Dropping to her feet, free of the cotton shirt, she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and yanked them down, with no thought of repercussions. His gorgeous cock stood swollen between his legs, and she gripped it with both hands. Letting one hand drop lower to cup his balls, she wrapped the other around the thick base.