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It made perfect sense, yet the reality of what was about to happen was still sinking in.

“Unless you changed your mind?” she teased, tilting her head and flashing him a full smile.

She was illuminated by the dim lights around the hot tub, and behind her, the palm trees in his backyard swayed gently in the breeze. It was dark outside, and the only thing beyond his yard was the deserted golf course, so they weren’t in danger of being seen.

She stood waiting, topless, her breasts beckoning to him like neon lights. There was no way he was backing out now.

“You’re right,” he said. “That makes the most sense.”

Before he could even move, she laid her wet towel over the back of the chair and then put her fingers on the strings of her bikini bottoms. He froze and could only stand there and watch, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

Keeping her eyes locked on his, she slowly pulled on the strings until the material fell away, exposing everything she had yet to reveal. She was the picture of calm as she hung the bottoms over the chair and then turned back to face him.

“Your turn.”

He suddenly felt like a virgin on prom night instead of an experienced man in his thirties. For the moment, he was content to just stand and stare, but then she placed her hands on her hips and cleared her throat.

“Ahem.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she said with a giggle.

There was no more stalling. The woman he desperately wanted was standing there naked, open to him in every way and wanting him too.

You better not screw this up, he thought as he untied the string on his swim trunks and slid them down his legs.

Chapter 21

Chloe held her breath as he slid his swim trunks down his legs and then stepped out of them. She’d daydreamed about this moment since they’d kissed in the kitchen and even before. She’d been impressed with his body from day one and wondered if he’d look as good out of his clothes as in them. The answer was a resounding yes!

For once, she didn’t have to pretend not to notice, and he let her look her fill. He stood with feet wide apart, hands on his hips, and his chest rising and falling as her eyes roamed over him.

“God, you’re hot!”

He tipped his head back and laughed, the sound bouncing off the walls of the lanai and his smile lighting up the darkened space.

“What? It’s true!”

“Well, thank you.” With that, he quirked his index finger at her, motioning her forward.

She padded naked across the cement, quickly closing the distance between them until she bumped into his manhood, which jutted out proudly to greet her. She glanced down at it and then sucked her lower lip between her teeth. She was anxious to get her mouth on him but was afraid to move too fast or appear too brazen. She’d already been forward enough asking him to get naked.

“I love it when you do that,” he said gruffly.

“Do what?”

“Suck on your lower lip. It turns me on.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It makes me think about you sucking on something else.”

“Like this?” She reached down and wrapped a hand around his erection, giving it a squeeze.

“Yes. Come to bed with me, Chloe.”

It sounded like part question, part demand, and she nodded eagerly, no longer concerned about playing coy. She wanted him, all of him, and the sooner the better!