He presses his lips on hers and caresses her mouth with his tongue, slow and gentle at first, being careful not to go where she doesn't want to but when she starts returning his kiss, he lets go of the last strand of temperance in his body.
His tilts his head and cups her nape to deepen the kiss while his other hand presses on the small of her back to pull her closer. Their kiss becomes hungry and ravenous, making them short for breath but wanting to keep tasting, to keep delving, to keep kissing.
He is suddenly aware of how little she is wearing. The taut tips of her breasts press against his chest through the thin fabric of her bikini top. He groans in her mouth as he feels his yearning surge.
He grabs her hips and lifts her up as she wraps her legs around his waist.
Without breaking
