With that he leaned close and covered my lips with his with such force my breath hitched and I froze like a baby deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car barreling towards me.
In less time than it took for my heart to beat again, my lips parted on a low moan of heated desire. His tongue tangled with mine as his fingers dove into the depths of my hair and its thick curls.
I wanted to drown into this kiss and think of nothing else ever again until his fingers fisted, tugging me tight against him. That singular move made a promise of so much more than a touch of our lips. No matter how insanely good that kiss was, I wanted more.
I wanted it all, including the hard erection pressed between us. Now there was a promise I intended to take from him as heat rippled over my body.
As if reading my mind, he lifted me up like I weighed nothing and carried me over to one of the poolside lounges that were shaped like an egg with openings on each side.
He dropped me inside on the surprisingly soft cushion and pressed down against me. The rough corded muscles of his arms slid against my body and I groaned with the heady pleasure that tiny bit of friction sparked.
At this rate I was going to spontaneously combust before we got anywhere with this. Or I was going to die from overload.
“Lift up your skirt,” he growled into my mouth.
Surprised at how eager I was to comply, I grabbed the hem of the wedding dress and pulled it halfway up my thighs. I could already feel the heat of his skin and I couldn’t wait to get more of it.
“Nuh uh. Up around your waist, babe.”
I yanked harder trying not to wiggle out of his arms as I did.
“Holy hell, woman.”
I jerked my head up to see his eyes focused on the undergarments I’d revealed. I still wore the lace topped thigh highs, garter and the see through white lace boy-cut panties that only covered about half my butt. Not that he could see my ass at the moment.
“If I’d known this is what I was going to find I would have dragged your ass up here before we started drinking.”
I smiled, ridiculously pleased at his reaction. “There’s a peek a boo white bustier under here too. I could show you.”
His lust darkened eyes fixed on mine. “Not right now. I don’t think my control could take it.”
I bit my lip and clamped down the urge to laugh. I really liked his response.
At that he shoved a knee between my thighs and lowered me gently down. My back no sooner hit solid surface and he was pushing harder against my legs so he could spread them wide.
Joining me in the partial enclosure he walked his fingers up the inside of my legs. I held my breath as he neared my pussy, trembling from anticipation. When his fingers tucked underneath the edges of my panties I thought I would catch fire from the friction against my skin. But it was his warm breath fluttering through the lace that made me writhe.
“You are so damned sexy,” he said, kissing below my belly button and just above the edge of my panties. I moaned, amazed at how good his touch made me feel.
There was also something almost painful about it as my body ached for him to hurry while he took his sweet time. I could already tell my panties were wet from wanting him so bad, and at this rate they were going from damp to drenched.
I watched him unclip the garter before running his big, strong hands across the scrap of lace at my hip. He gathered the material across my middle and tugged until the piece covering my mound slid between my lower lips.
His nose nuzzled my thigh, encouraging me to spread farther. Desperate for more of his attention, I shifted until I was wide open, encouraging him while he watched.
“I swear to Christ I never thought a woman could rock wedding white and make my dick this fucking hard from it.”
Holy shit. A full body shiver ripped through me. Forget fire. Between the look in his eyes and the words out of his mouth, I was headed straight for inferno any second now.
With a smile on his face he lowered his head and explored my exposed folds with his tongue. The shocking intensity of his touch shot an electric current clear to my toes, making a whimper vibrate in my throat.
“Mmm. Love that noise, babe. Do it again.” This time he nuzzled the area with his whole face, scraping my sensitized flesh with the stubble covering his cheeks and chin.
“Oohh, oohh.” I writhed for more.
He lifted his head and shifted his hands, curling his fingers under the edge of my panties and peeling them down. “Gotta get these out of the way. Need to see it all.”
I shuddered as he shifted me around and pulled my underwear off with little effort.