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“I’ve been wanting to kiss you all morning.”

“And I don’t want to wait any longer,” Sara said to Drew.

She lowered her lips to his and his arms encircled her, pulling her down onto him. She angled her mouth more firmly against his and threaded her fingers through his hair. His lips caressed sensitive nerve endings, sending waves of pleasure through her.

She opened her mouth, inviting his tongue, revelling in the feel of him, tasting sweetness and salt. He smelled of seawater, and his skin beneath her hands was rough with sand.

He smoothed his hands down her back, caressing her skin, lingering over the indentation at the bottom of her spine, shaping his fingers to her buttocks and squeezing gently. A sharp ache of desire welled in her, making her catch her breath at its intensity. She could not remember when any man had affected her this way.

She broke the kiss and smiled down at him. He reached up to brush her hair back from her forehead and said, “I want to see you naked…now.”