Larissa's POV
"Come on, let's head back inside," Carson said, gathering our towels from the poolside chairs. "The sun's getting intense, and I refuse to let anything mark that flawless skin except my own hands on this gorgeous body." His palm connected with my backside in a sharp smack that sent a jolt through me.
The cool air conditioning inside the villa made my damp skin prickle with goosebumps. Carson draped a soft towel across my shoulders, drawing me into his arms for another scorching kiss that left me breathless.
"God," he whispered against my mouth. "I could spend eternity doing nothing but kissing these lips."
His palms found my breasts, fingers teasing my sensitive peaks through the wet fabric of my bikini top. I pressed closer to him, a soft sound of need escaping my throat.
