Page 57 of Tempt Me Forever

She rolled her eyes. "I look like I've been surfing."

"You’re my sexy surfer, then." She was close enough that I bent forward and reached her thighs with my fingers, pulling her between my legs. Her breasts were level with my eyes. I kissed right under them, slapping her ass lightly. "I like seeing you like this, completely ravished."

She laughed, moving her hair to the other side. "So you do agree. I'm a mess."

"No, you're wild, and you're mine."

I felt her suck in a breath. "Yours?"

"Yes, Kimberly. Fucking mine." I rose to my feet, kissing a trail up her body, then looking her straight in the eyes. "Mine," I said before stepping sideways.

I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, washing away the sweat. I wanted Kimberly here with me, but that could wait for tomorrow morning.

When I returned to the bedroom, she was lying on one side of the bed.

"I can't sleep," she said.

"We don't have to," I replied with a smirk.

She grinned. "You have other plans?"

I slid next to her under the covers, then peeled them off her so I had access to her breasts and torso. "I intend to have my fill of you tonight."

"And how exactly are you going to do that?"

"I'm going to see you, Kimberly. All of you."

"Oh." She sounded disappointed.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, looking is good." She lifted her head, propping herself on her elbows. "Touching is better."

I dropped my head back, laughing. Then I felt a shift in the mattress and her lips on my Adam's apple. She pushed me onto my back. I didn't stop her; I wanted to see what this vixen had in mind. It was hard to read her. Sometimes it felt as if she was doing everything she could to keep her defenses up, and sometimes she was open and unrestrained. I wanted the latter, but I was asking for more than I could give. I was better at keeping my defenses up too.

She straddled me, grinning. "There. This is better," she said. Leaning forward, she drew her forefingers over my chest and down to my abs, spreading her fingers on them as if she was preparing to play the piano.

"What?"

"Now I can touch you all I want. It's much better than your silly plan of looking at me."

"I wanted you with me in the shower," I said.

She bit her lower lip and lay on top of me, and my body tensed. I was going to get hard in no time if she stayed like this.

"I wanted to take a peek as well. Maybe slide in with you. But I don't know. It felt like I was cramping your space."

"You can do that anytime you want," I told her.

I guided her into a sitting position on top of me. She yelped, losing her balance for a split second. I secured her with my arm around her back. Her breasts were right in front of my face, and it was all I could do to resist her. Then I decided not to and clamped my mouth around her nipple before kissing between her breasts. I loved them. They were more than a mouthful but not too big—just perfect.

"Oh, look who's adopting my plan of touching and not just watching."

I grinned against her skin. "Hey, I can admit your plan was better than mine. And I can't wait to execute it."

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