His hips gyrated, pressing into her fingers when she slipped them beneath his waistband. The feel of her nipples brushing against his chest was an erotic sensation and his hands were just itching to touch them even before she guided them there.
He cupped her breasts, finding that they fit so perfectly in his hands. His thumbs brushed over her already peaked nipples once before he broke the kiss and shifted her up. Another groan of pleasure rumbled in his chest as he closed his mouth over one of those perfect peaks, his tongue laving.
His hands found her hips and his fingers found the ties there that held her bikini bottoms in place. The bows were pulled free and her bottoms discarded in much the same fashion as her top had been. Switching breasts, his teeth grazed teasingly before his tongue flicked out to sooth and then he was sliding her back down to press her against his erection. CJ's lips quirked into a lazy half grin as he looked up at her.