Danielle Lori

p it around my fist twice

Every perfect square inch of it

when she spoke with that soft, warm voice that soaked through my skin and ran straight to my groin

The fact that I could be lumped into the same group as those idiots . . . ridiculous.

of laugh that has no good intentions

A wave of shock rolled through me when the pad of his finger traced the hem of my swimsuit bottoms that still bared too much of my ass. My breath stopped when his other hand slid up my side and gripped my waist, beneath my breast

His finger slid under my bottoms, gliding over the curve of my ass where it almost met thigh

He cursed roughly and pulled the fabric out from between my cheeks. His hand slid around my hip, grasping my waist to match the other one. They were so close to my breasts I was losing my mind. I fell back until I was leaning against him,

. He was so warm and hard. His erection pressed against my lower back

he had an arm around the backs of my thighs and my feet left the floor. A breath whooshed out of me as he tossed me over his shoulder.