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flicking the back closure of her bikini top, he peeled the fabric from her breasts. He lifted his mouth from hers and gazed at the generous curves he’d revealed before tracing his finger across the golden skin.
    “Do you sunbathe topless?”
    “Naked.”
    Matt pictured her stretched out without a stitch of clothing and shuddered. “I don’t think I want to know the details.”
    “Then you shouldn’t ask,” she said, winking. “Kiss me. My nipples, I mean. Take one inside your mouth and suck. Hard. I like that. It turns me on.”
    A husky laugh escaped. “Appreciate the advice.”
    “You gonna act on it, or do I need to have a party by myself?”
    “Like hell,” he snapped. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ve taken all the teasing I can handle.”
     
     

Chapter Three
     
     
    Zoe pursed her lips, her dark eyes full of laughter. “Poor baby.”
    “Damn straight.”
    Matt flicked his fingers across her nipples and watched her body’s response. The expression on his face—one of intense concentration and latent sensuality—made her breath catch. He leaned down and lifted one nipple to his mouth, maintaining eye contact the entire time. Nerves hit without warning, her stomach cinching tight with a mixture of anxiety and excitement. This was a step into the unknown. What if it were a mistake? What if her actions changed everything between them, not in the way she wanted, but in a bad way? His mouth closed around her nipple, his tongue flickering across her achy flesh. Her breath hitched. Hot, sensual flames flowed over her skin. He drew hard, sucking just as she’d instructed, driving the worry from her mind.
    Zoe moaned, feeling the sensation bungee straight to her clit. Heck, he’d merely touched her and she felt as if she might go off like a firecracker. Despite implying she’d masturbated last night, she hadn’t. After feeling his touch and seeing his hot gaze on her almost naked body, pleasuring herself had seemed like second best.
    He brushed his thumb over her other nipple before giving it a sharp tug between finger and thumb. She clutched his head, wanting to be in a position to force his mouth right back to its current location should he decide to move or have second thoughts.
    “You’re choking me.”
    “Don’t stop!” A trace of panic threaded through her words.
    “I can’t breathe.”
    Okay. Perhaps she’d better lighten up if she wanted him to continue. It wasn’t good to appear so needy. She released his head to feather her fingertips over his chest. They drifted lower and scooted beneath the waistband of his swim shorts. Her hand glided lower still, and she curled her fingers around his cock. A satisfying moan filled the air.
    After loosening her grip a fraction, she ran a teasing finger along his length. Although her hand cramped, there was enough room for leverage to tease. The idea of him changing his mind or stopping was abhorrent. She hastily stroked and taunted him some more, pushing him far enough to make him desperate for release. Zoe smoothed her thumb over the tiny slit at the tip of his cock, smearing a bead of pre-come over the smooth, broad head.
    A powerful shudder racked his body. “If this is sin, bring it on.” His husky voice and intense gaze made her hand still. Her breath eased out in relief. He wasn’t going to call a halt. Not yet, anyway.
    He released her breasts and slipped his thumbs under the elastic band of his swim shorts. With a groan, he pushed them down, maneuvering over his erection with care. Then he whisked her bikini briefs down too, leaving them both naked.
    “Let’s move this to the bedroom,” he suggested, his gaze lingering on her breasts for a long moment before skimming lower. A breast man. Knowledge to file away for later.
    “What, you don’t want to take me against the wall?” She batted her eyelashes and watched the gleam that entered his blue eyes. Her breaths became short. Choppy. Expectation made her pussy clench and