Allen
Exercising every ounce of willpower I possessed, I reached down, caught him under his arms, and pulled him up out of the water, bringing his body against mine.
Ezra blinked, looking at me in complete, flushed confusion, his full lips wet and parted. But I gave him zero time to process his thoughts. I caught his chin and captured his mouth in a deep, bruising kiss that immediately made his knees turn to jelly.
We stayed in the warm pool for what felt like hours, entwined in each other's arms, kissing deeply, running our wet hands over every inch of skin, pressing our bare hips together until the friction made us both dizzy with needy hunger.
Finally, breaking the breathless kiss, I lifted Ezra completely out of the pool in my arms. I carried him into the master royal room I'd made sure was prepared to absolute perfection for our honeymoon.
