Sam kissed his way down the middle of my chest, pausing to brush his lips across the swell of each breast. He tugged at the bikini straps with his teeth. I arched and wiggled to give him more access.
“Let me tie you up,” he whispered.
I froze there under him, both uncertain and excited. “What did you say?”
“You heard me.”
“Why in the world would you want to do that?”
Sam lifted my wrists over my head. He pinned me down as his tongue played games with my lips. Soon I was breathing hard, just as hard as he was. The delicious weight of his hands on my wrists turned me on. He knew exactly what kind of convincing he was doing, and I finally laughed out loud against his mouth.
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