As soon as they were inside the Reef Bungalow and the door was closed, he crushed his mouth to hers. Hands groped quickly, urgently, to tear off clothing. He lifted her dress over her head, and she ripped at his shirt, while he managed to unclasp her bra. Bean escaped through an open window. She pushed him toward the kitchen, against one of the counters. Tongues tangled, feeding on each other's mouths like they were starving. He fisted his hand in her hair, and she slid her hand down the roped muscles of his torso. Her hand firmly stroked his straining erection through the jeans, then got to work on loosening his belt and pants.
"I want to taste you," she murmured against his mouth.
"Are you sure?" His voice was hoarse, and the sound of it sent spears of need down her back.
Her lips cur
