She made this kiss into something sweet and tender, something that said love and not just lust and lasted a long, slow time. Pulling herself up a little farther in his arms, she whispered, “Put me down now. And take off your shorts.”
Hovering about her, he cupped the back of her head and gently rubbed his thumbs across her forehead, eyeing her with pure adoration. He didn’t say the words but it was obvious, and he nodded as he lowered her to the bed, kissing her once more, before pulling back to wriggle out of his shorts.
She laid there, sprawling out contentedly and licking her lips as she watched him. Even though he was already mostly nude, watching that last bit as the still-damp swim trunks slid off his hips made her feel hot. She lifted a hand to trace down his hip, loving the way the muscle showed there. “So gorgeous,” she breathed.