lapped around us, the feel of the warm water spraying across the cold parts of my face made the kiss intensify as drops of warm liquid trickled over our lips and onto our tongues.
He held me in place with two big hands on my waist. I didn’t want to break free of the grip he had on me. Slightly possessive, so masculine and totally damn sexy. This was, by far, the most erotic, naughtiest, thing I’d ever done in my life. I let out a sharp sigh as his hands left my waist and trailed up my body and over my breasts. So, this was what it was meant to feel like! Every single one of your nerves connected and exploding all at the same time. I smiled and heard the tiniest giggle escape my lips.
“What?” he asked, pulling his hands away. “Is that . . . ticklish?”
I shook my head. “NO! No, not at all. It’s just . . .” I grabbed his hands and put them back where they were. “Don’t stop. Just. Do. Not. Stop.”
“You don’t have to tell me that,” Noah said, his hands going right back to where they had been. But this time, he pulled the top of my bathing suit down, the warm water rushed at my naked breasts and there was no longer any kind of barrier between them, and him. They were his to do with as he pleased. And he did. He reached out, big hands smothering them completely. Cupping them and covering them like he was claiming them. I put my hand over my mouth to stifle a whimper as he squeezed them in his palms. Noah pulled my hand away and looked around.
“No one is going to hear us,” he said.
“Except him.” I pointed at the monkey again.
“Damn monkey.” Noah pulled away and walked towards the other side of the pool. “Bugger off. Go!” He brought his hand down on the water, sending an enormous splash into the air. The water hit the monkey on the face and, for the second time that evening, it screeched at us and then ran into the bush.
“Okay, gone!”
“Gone!” I said in agreement, and then I laughed a little again.
“Right! Now, where was I?” he asked playfully.
“I think you were somewhere here.” I pointed to my breasts. “With your hands, if I’m not mistaken.”
Noah looked at them and then shook his head. “Maybe I’ll use something else now.”
And this time, I was unable to stifle the sounds coming out of my mouth as he lowered his mouth to my breasts and almost drew the whole thing in as he sucked. Stuff inside didn’t just explode, they went supernova. I arched my body forward. I don’t know how I knew to do this, but I did. This sexual instinct just came out of me, and it wasn’t even hard to access, as if it had always been there, just below the surface, ready and waiting for Noah to bring it out. No one else. Just him. I laced my fingers through his wet hair and held on tightly to the strands as I pulled his head to the other breast. I wanted the other one to experience the same thing. And it did, as he ran a hard, flat tongue under it and around it, circling the fleshy part, but not going near the nipple, yet. He ran a tongue through the middle of them, running it all the way up my neck. I threw my head back to give him access to the sensitive underside, just below my chin. He traced my jaw, up to my ear, pulling my earlobe into his mouth and biting down on it ever so softly. And then he let go and his tongue trailed back down to my breast and this time, the tip of his tongue grazed my nipple. The feeling was too much to take, and my hands longed to be on him like his were on mine.
I put my hands on his body for the first time ever. On his chest first, then I moved them to his back, dragging my nails over it as his muscles seemed to move beneath my fingertips. He moaned at the feeling of my nails running the length of his back; they seemed to infuse him with a certain urgency that had him grabbing at my bathing suit, pulling it down even further. I felt it by my hips now, and I knew that in a matter