one strap of my bikini down, and then the other. I know what he means, this idea that he means so much to me that he’s the very oxygen I breathe. I’ve been with him before, memorized how his skin felt against mine. But this just seems like more. So much more.
He leaves me like that, winking before walking away bare ass naked to the water. He launches himself into it, and I’m still staring after him open-mouthed. My chest heaves from how turned on I am.
I look around once more, fully expecting a bus of tourists to suddenly appear at the top of the hill we came down earlier. When I still don’t see anyone, I take a deep breath and quickly strip. I go fast, not aiming to be seductive, but I can feel Carter’s eyes on me from the water. My clit is throbbing from his gaze, and I’m wet, so wet, and panting with anticipation.
I dart quickly to the water, where he’s waiting for me with a sexy grin. He meets me at the edge of the ocean and spins me around before walking us deeper into the water until my shoulders are submerged.
We’re skin against skin…and it’s everything.
Enfolding me closer in his arms, he worships my mouth with his, and my body heats under his touch as he caresses every whispered shadow. He captures my groan, taking it in to mix with his. I whimper as he kisses across my cheek to my ear and down my neck, nibbling at the hollow above my collarbone. My hands move, they’re everywhere—his shoulders, arms, running over the hard lines of his back. Everything he does taunts the wicked pulse between my thighs.
“Valentina,” he says, my name a prayer on his lips. His name falls from my lips in a whisper. I pull away from him so I can look at him. The sky is almost dark now, and a million stars are peeking through the dark purple tapestry behind him. I probably should be afraid that we’re going to get eaten by sharks, but here in his arms, it doesn’t feel like anything bad could ever touch me.
His hair is slicked back away from his face. The shadows from the encroaching night outline the rugged angles of his face. His eyes are black in this dim light. They’re not soulless or lifeless though like you would think. They’re like twin stones of onyx, a reflection of the endless stretch of midnight sky building around us. His eyes are mysterious and deep, holding secrets that I wish I had the time to discover.
I stroke his face. I love this man so fucking much. My lies are going to ruin our story. I know it was the wrong thing to do. I’m going to break this man’s heart. Break all their hearts.
One day at a time.
The mantra begins in my head and plays on repeat. I love him today, I want him tonight. I want him forever.
The water licks at my chin as I wrap my legs around him. My hands fist in his hair as my lips crash against his. He groans when I slide my tongue in his mouth, forcing him to respond. He breaks away, panting and hungry. Barely bound control punches off him as he reaches for my breast, a rough clench of his fingers, a soft palm to soothe, and my clit throbs a heavy, aching beat. Under the weight of his stare, it becomes more insistent, but it’s not my pleasure I’m seeking—it’s his. I need to possess him, make him mine, so whoever comes after me can’t ever erase the fact that he was once mine. That he’ll always be mine.
I palm his erection between us, rough swipes of my hand up and down. His eyes flare. “Valentina,” he growls, and it inflames me further.
He begins to walk us out of the water. I shiver in his arms when the cooler air hits my skin as inch by inch of me is exposed.
He lays me down where the sand meets the sea. I continue to fist him, and his lips curl as he takes my hair, tugging me up to his mouth for a kiss that I feel all the way to my soul. After a few minutes of feverish kisses, he moves away from me until he’s on his knees, his hard length jutting out from his perfect body.
I take him in hand at the base, and our eyes meet when