In Too Deep_ Husband Material & the Sheikh's Bargained Bride - Brenda Jackson [22]
Carmen wrapped her arms around his neck so she wouldn’t go under, but that ended up being the least of her worries as he tightened his hold on her and pressed his mouth to hers. She whimpered when his tongue grabbed hold of hers, stroking it hungrily. And when he deepened the kiss, she automatically wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling the strength of his thighs and his hard erection through his wet swim trunks.
She returned the kiss, realizing that she was powerless to resist this intense interaction, this outburst of sexual chemistry and reckless behavior. Heat and pressure were building up inside her. The feel of the water encompassing them captivated her, making her all too aware of the way he knew exactly what to do to her.
He began licking and nibbling around her lips, and she knew instinctively that this was a man with outright seduction on his mind. The only thing wrong was that she was supposed to be seducing him, not the other way around.
She couldn’t resist the urge to clamp her mouth down on his, needing the feel of his tongue tangling with hers. She could truthfully say she’d never enjoyed kissing a man more—she had missed this intimate foreplay tremendously. Though she hated to admit it, being here with him was long overdue and she needed it like she needed to breathe.
When he began wading through the water toward the steps, she saw they’d somehow made it to the shallow end. Pulling his mouth from hers, he shifted her body in his arms as he walked up the steps from the pool. Cool air brushed across her wet skin and her entire body shuddered in his embrace.
She didn’t ask where they were going. It didn’t matter. She was overwhelmed by the way he was staring down at her with every step he took. And when he placed her on the lounger, she reached out, not ready for him to release her.
“I’m not going anyplace,” he whispered in a deep husky tone, running his hands along her wet thighs. “I’m just grabbing a couple towels to dry us off.”
He only took a step or two away from her but Carmen instantly felt desperate for his touch. The loneliness of the past year loomed over her and she felt a stab of regret, wishing she had handled things between them differently.
She had known from the first that Matthew was a proud man, a man who’d had to work hard for anything he’d ever had in life. That was the reason he was so driven. When they’d married, he had vowed to take care of her and in his mind, working hard was the only way to do that. And although she’d told him over and over that all she wanted was him, he hadn’t been able to hear her, mainly because he was who he was—a man determined to take care of his own.
At that moment, something in her shifted and she felt something she hadn’t felt in a long time—peace and contentment. When he returned to her with the towels, she reached up and touched his face, tracing his lips with her fingertips before leaning in and kissing him softly on the mouth.
She felt his hold tighten and she detected the raw hunger within him, but he let her have her way. Knowing he was holding back caused a surge of desire to flood every part of her body.
She released his mouth and he wrapped her up in one of the towels, wiping her dry. She moaned in total enjoyment over the feel of the soft terry cloth against her flesh. He slid the towel all over her body to absorb the water from her skin, leaving no area untouched. She knew she was being lured into a temptation she could not resist.
He dried himself off, as well, and she watched, enjoying every movement of the towel on his body, looking at his chest and shoulders and legs. He was so well built—watching him had to be the most erotic thing she’d witnessed in a long time.
Tossing the towels aside, he leaned down and covered her mouth with his once more while stretching out to join her on the lounger, her body under his. He broke off the kiss and used his teeth to lift her bikini top. Before she