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vase. Then he scooped me up in his arms, wedging me between a large bamboo plant and a colorful wall tapestry. His lips were on mine in mere seconds before he slid his tongue into my mouth, tasting me. Moaning into his kisses, I surrendered to whatever he had planned.
    “Holliday,” he hissed. “Do you have any idea what you do to me? The sounds you make when I’m pleasing you…” He sucked in a deep breath.
    Oh, how I know . My body hummed with the same rapidly burning energy.
    Once I’d eased down his strong frame, the pads of my bare feet hit the cool tile floor, which sent a shiver up my spine. Ronan pinned me against the wall, caging my body and holding me hostage for his lustful amusement. Drawing my arms above my head with one hand, firmly clutching my wrists, he took his other hand and shoved it between my legs. He stroked me back and forth, all the while feathering kisses across my neck, making me hot and sweaty. This reminded me of the first time he’d kissed me and the first time he’d made me orgasm in my hotel room at The York.
    His tongue dipped inside my mouth, licking me slowly. “You’re an amazing kisser. I love kissing you, your soft lips…You taste so sweet, like warm sugar.”
    “ Ronan ,” I said breathlessly as I inhaled the scent of him. The heavenly combination, of tequila and coconut oil was driving my senses dangerously out of control.
    “You make me want to kiss you so hard, so deeply, that you’ll never be able to get the lingering taste of me out of your mouth.”
    He played my body perfectly. Fire danced across my skin as he moved the thin fabric of my bikini bottoms to allow one of his long fingers to sink inside me.
    “ Fuck , you’re so wet,” he rasped.
    “I can’t help it. You… you do this to me.”
    His fingers skimmed my back, working the tie of my bikini top. The salty breeze from the open patio doors rushed over my bare skin. His tongue trailing across my collarbone sent little beats of excitement fluttering in my stomach. The feeling inside me…the constant craving for him, it was almost too much to take. It left me with a physical ache.
    His eyes met mine, and once again, he had me locked in that magical stare. We needed no words. Every breath pulled me deeper into his trance.
    Ronan’s cell phone vibrated in his pocket, abruptly interrupting the spell he had cast.
    “ Dammit ,” he murmured against my neck.
    He apologized profusely as he exited the room, and I stood there, exposed and flustered, my hormones running rampant. As I slipped my bikini bottoms off, I decided to dip into our private plunge pool in an effort to calm my heightened nerves.
    Upon our arrival, management had offered to upgrade us to the biggest villa at Brisa Marina, but Ronan had insisted that the one-bedroom he’d booked was more than sufficient. I loved how humble he was, how he appreciated life’s tasteful luxuries without being flashy.
    When Ronan returned, he found me naked in the pool. He wasted no time before jumping into the water to join me.
    “Who was on the phone?”
    He groaned. “It was Darcy again. She wanted to let me know that Nina is sending Franklin out to capture a few shots of us tomorrow on a boat.”
    “What’s this business about a boat?”
    “I’ve chartered a private yacht for the two of us tomorrow, and we’re going to smile and play it up for the camera.”
    I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I don’t have to play anything up when I’m with you, Ronan.”
    He spun us in slow circles in the warm, shallow water. I found myself lost in the depths of his brilliant, green eyes. We held each other tight, staring at one another between sweet kisses and caresses. My fingers writhed through his wet curls, twisting the longer pieces.
    He picked me up, carrying me out of the pool and over to a lounge chair, where he wrapped a towel around my wet, naked body.
    “ Holliday .”
    I loved the way he said my name in that husky tone that drove me wild. His