“I have all kinds of ideas when it comes to your body.” He followed up that comment by pulling down the side of my bathing suit with his teeth, revealing more skin for him to kiss. “You want to hear them?”

This was the moment to say no, because this is really fucking stupid. Instead I clamped my lips shut in case my common sense decided to cock-block me.

“Do you want to know, Alba?” Every word out his mouth ran through me like electricity. I wanted to obey, beg, get on my knees.

God, his voice had bone-melting powers. I made a sound that was somewhere in the vicinity of “yes” and he ran with it. In a second he’d turned me around and had me with my back up against the wall of the pool.

“First, I want to play with your tits, suck on them some more.” I arched my back, so he’d get to it, but he just let out an evil laugh that could probably be bottled and be sold as dark magic. He tsked when I moaned in frustration, and when he shook his head the ghost of his lips brushed one nipple. I was almost weeping with frustration.

“Nope.” He punctuated the denial by squeezing my ass. “Not yet, I have to tell you the whole plan. You’re so good at keeping me on track. I want you fully aware of the agenda.” How the man made talking about my planner skills foreplay was a fucking revelation. His dick was a hot brand, pulsing against me. I wanted to pull it out of his trunks and touch it. Stroke it, then guide him inside. My body hummed with need. But he just kept me caged between himself and the wall as he offered a play-by-play of what he’d do to me.

“After I’ve made you moan for me, I’ll carry you to the lanai, take off this little scrap of fabric covering your pussy.” He ran the pad of his thumb along the edge of my bikini bottom, leaving me shaky with need. But he was still not done with his presentation. “After that I’ll palm the inside of your thighs and spread them so I can see all the cream I know you have for me.” He was making circles with his fingers on the underswell of my ass as he talked. A lazy, hypnotic massage that should’ve relaxed me, but only made me hornier. “After I get a good look, then I’ll lick you until you come on my mouth.” My breath was coming fast and hard, while I pressed myself tighter against him as he scraped his teeth over my hypersensitive skin.

“Stop teasing me, Theo.” I sounded close to tears.

“Tell me how wet I make you,” he ordered. His hands kneaded my ass as he rocked into me hard enough to make me see stars.