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He wanted to cradle the soft fullness of her breasts in his palm and feel her pouty nipples against his tongue. He wanted to strip her completely naked and stretch her out on the rock and worship her like the goddess she was.
Unfortunately, sports bras weren’t easy to get off.
Especially wet ones.
The stretchy material seemed to be superglued to her body. He struggled to even get his hand under it, let alone get it off. As he tried his best to figure it out, he felt her smile against his mouth and drew back to find her eyes twinkling and her lips quivering with suppressed laughter.
“It’s not funny.” But he couldn’t help smiling when she lowered her legs and leaned against his chest in a fit of giggles. He tugged at the thick elastic band of the bra. “Come on. Help me out here. How do you get this thing off?”
She drew back and blinked at him innocently. “Are you saying you need help undressing a woman, Corbin? I thought you did everything well.”
“I do.” When she lifted her eyebrows, he conceded. “I need help. Please.”
Her smile was almost blinding as she reached down and grabbed the edge of the sports bra. In his defense, it was even difficult for her to get off. With her arms bent and crossed in front of her, she had to wiggle and squirm her way out.
“Speaking of help,” she said.
“Absolutely not. I’m having too much fun watching.”
Fun was the wrong word. He groaned when her breasts popped out of the lavender material. They were small and perfect with the plumpest-looking nipples he’d ever seen in his life. Before she had even gotten the bra over her head, he had them in his hands and his head lowered. She sucked in a startled breath when his lips first touched her and then released it in a soft sigh when he pulled the sweet bud into his mouth.
As he suckled, she flung off her bra before she drove her fingers through his hair, pressing him closer. She didn’t need to hold him. He had no intentions of going anywhere anytime soon. He sipped and tongue-stroked until her nipple was tight and hard before he turned his attention to the other breast. When he finally lifted his head, it was to find Belle’s eyes glazed over and her breathing heavy and erratic.
He felt damn happy that he was responsible.
But he wasn’t finished.
Not by a long shot.
He slipped a finger into the elastic of her panties, but then stopped. “You okay with this, Bella?”
“Please,” she said in a breathy puff of air.
He closed his eyes in thanks for a second before he lowered her panties. After she stepped out of them, he lifted her back to the rock. “Is it too hard? Because we can move to the grass.”
She shook her head and drew him in for another kiss.
“Good,” he whispered against her lips. “Because I want to see you stretched out naked in the sun like the goddess you are.”
She made a sexy mewling sound deep in her throat that had him growing even harder. But it was nothing compared to how hard he got when she stretched out on the rock like a fuckin’ sun goddess. She was so damn beautiful it took his breath away. All he could do was stand there and allow his gaze to greedily run over her from the tips of her perfectly lined-up toes to the top of that wealth of ebony hair.
Hair the same color peeked out from the juncture of her mile-long legs. A thin line that held his gaze and drew him closer. But he wasn’t ready to touch her there yet. There was so much more he wanted to explore first. Every inch of her sun-warmed skin intrigued him.
He took his time, allowing his hands to go where they would. They wanted to touch her everywhere. The smooth slopes of her shoulders and the full hills of her breasts. The soft skin over her rib cage and the cute dip of her belly button. The sexy curves of her hips and the toned muscles of her thighs.
He had told Sunny only hours earlier that he wasn’t infatuated with either twin, and he hadn’t lied. He wasn’t infatuated. He was obsessed.
But only with one twin.
This twin.
He had once thought Belle was the insecure, unassuming follower who did whatever her sister commanded. But the woman stretched out before him wasn’t insecure and unassuming. She was confident and brazen and sexy as hell.
And his . . . at least for the moment.
A moment he didn’t intend to waste with too much thinking.
He slid his hands down her thighs until he reached her knees. With just a little pressure, she spread her legs for him. The view took his breath away. He studied her moist pink center for a moment before he lifted his eyes to find her watching him. He held her gaze as he knelt and lowered his head. At his first sip, desire flooded her eyes and all he wanted to do was keep that look on her face.
