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on his mind. The only thing wrong was that she was supposed to be seducing him, not the other way around.
    She couldn’t resist the urge to clamp her mouth down on his, needing the feel of his tongue tangling with hers. She could truthfully say she’d never enjoyed kissing a man more—she had missed this intimate foreplay tremendously. Though she hated to admit it, being here with him was long overdue and she needed it like she needed to breathe.
    When he began wading through the water toward the steps, she saw they’d somehow made it to the shallow end. Pulling his mouth from hers, he shifted her body in his arms as he walked up the steps from the pool. Cool air brushed across her wet skin and her entire body shuddered in his embrace.
    She didn’t ask where they were going. It didn’t matter. She was overwhelmed by the way he was staring down at her with every step he took. And when he placed her on the lounger, she reached out, not ready for him to release her.
    â€œI’m not going anyplace,” he whispered in a deep huskytone, running his hands along her wet thighs. “I’m just grabbing a couple towels to dry us off.”
    He only took a step or two away from her but Carmen instantly felt desperate for his touch. The loneliness of the past year loomed over her and she felt a stab of regret, wishing she had handled things between them differently.
    She had known from the first that Matthew was a proud man, a man who’d had to work hard for anything he’d ever had in life. That was the reason he was so driven. When they’d married, he had vowed to take care of her and in his mind, working hard was the only way to do that. And although she’d told him over and over that all she wanted was him, he hadn’t been able to hear her, mainly because he was who he was—a man determined to take care of his own.
    At that moment, something in her shifted and she felt something she hadn’t felt in a long time—peace and contentment. When he returned to her with the towels, she reached up and touched his face, tracing his lips with her fingertips before leaning in and kissing him softly on the mouth.
    She felt his hold tighten and she detected the raw hunger within him, but he let her have her way. Knowing he was holding back caused a surge of desire to flood every part of her body.
    She released his mouth and he wrapped her up in one of the towels, wiping her dry. She moaned in total enjoyment over the feel of the soft terry cloth against her flesh. He slid the towel all over her body to absorb the water from her skin, leaving no area untouched. She knew she was being lured into a temptation she could not resist.
    He dried himself off, as well, and she watched, enjoying every movement of the towel on his body, looking at hischest and shoulders and legs. He was so well built—watching him had to be the most erotic thing she’d witnessed in a long time.
    Tossing the towels aside, he leaned down and covered her mouth with his once more while stretching out to join her on the lounger, her body under his. He broke off the kiss and used his teeth to lift her bikini top. Before she could utter a sound, his mouth was at her breasts, sucking the hardened tips of her nipples between his lips.
    Matthew had always enjoyed her breasts and that hadn’t changed. Carmen could tell that he refused to be rushed while cupping the twin globes in his hands, using his mouth to tease them one minute and lavish them the next.
    And then she felt him tugging at her wet bikini bottoms, removing them from her body and tossing them aside. He stepped back and began lowering his swim trunks down his legs.
    She shifted on the lounger to watch him like she’d done so many other times. Her breath caught at what a fine specimen of a man he was in the raw—she had always enjoyed seeing him naked. And at that moment she was filled with a need to pay special tribute to his body the way