Page 61 of Natural Temptation

"Only because I'm with you." I swim closer, enjoying the view of her tits floating atop the water. "It's kind of like...all the boundaries just disappear out here."

She smiles as if she understands exactly what I mean. In this moment, we're not defined by our past, our jobs, or even our clothes. We're just two souls, connected to each other and to the vast, beautiful world around us.

I've turned into a sap. Weirdly, that doesn't bother me at all.

My wife floats on her back, her hair fanning out around her like a halo.

"What are you thinking about, Meredith?"

She turns her head to look at me, a soft smile playing on her lips. "I'm thinking about what I'd like to do to you in our bed tonight."

I swim closer, gently lifting her upright so I can wrap my arms around her. The warm water laps at our shoulders as we float together. "I know what you mean. I've got ideas for your body too—once we're lying on that soft bed."

"Who says we have to wait until we're in bed?"

I pick her up and march out of the water, holding her close, and I don't let go until we're standing at the door of our bungalow. "Could you open that for me, baby?"

"Sure thing."

Meredith reaches out and turns the handle, pushing the door open. I carry her over the threshold, our wet bodies dripping onto the polished wood floor. The familiar scent of tropical flowers and sea air wafts through the open windows.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Kimble," I murmur against her neck, relishing the way she shivers in response.

"Why thank you, Mr. Kimble," she purrs, her arms tightening around my shoulders. "Now, are you going to put me down or do I need to take matters into my own hands?"

I chuckle, slowly lowering her feet to the ground. "As tempting as it is to never let you go, I think we both know you're more than capable of taking charge."

She trails her fingers down my chest. "You bet I am. And right now, I'm going to take charge of getting us both dried off."

Meredith saunters over to the bathroom, her hips swaying in a way that makes my dick begin to rouse. I follow after her, admiring the view. She grabs a large, fluffy towel and turns to face me with a seductive smile. "Arms up."

I comply, letting her run the soft fabric over my body. Her touch is gentle yet purposeful, lingering in all the right places. When she finishes, I commandeer the towel.

"Your turn, Mrs. Kimble."

I take my time drying her off, gliding the towel over every curve and dip on her sexy body. I brush my fingers against her skin, eliciting small sighs of pleasure. When I'm done, I let the towel drop to the floor and pull her close.

"You're so damn beautiful," I murmur, roving my gaze over every inch of her body.

Meredith tilts her head, giving me better access to her neck. "Mm, you're not so bad yourself, handsome."

Her hands roam over my back, nails lightly scratching in that way she knows drives me wild. I growl softly against her skin, nipping gently at her pulse point.

She pushes me backward toward our king-size mattress. "Bed. Now."

I fall onto the plush comforter with a soft thump. She straddles my hips while I slide my hands up and down her silky-smooth thighs. The sight of her hovering over me makes my breaths grow heavier. "God, I love you, Mer."

She leans over me, her lips brushing against mine. "Show me."

I flip us over in one smooth motion, pinning her beneath me.

Meredith gasps in surprise, then grins. "Someone's eager."

"Can you blame me?" I drag my tongue along her neck, across her collarbone. "You are a goddess."

My lips continue their journey south, worshipping every inch of her skin. Meredith arches into my touch, soft sighs and moans escaping her. When I reach the apex of her thighs, I glance up to meet her gaze. She tangles her fingers in my hair, urging me to come closer. I oblige, running my tongue along her slick folds. She gasps, her hips bucking against my mouth even while I go on devouring her.

"Ryan," she moans, writhing her hips.

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