Olivia

I ate another piece, juice coating my lips. He kissed me hard, his tongue sweeping into my mouth to taste the fruit. One hand tangled in my hair while the other palmed my breast through the bikini top.

His thumb brushed my nipple through the fabric, and I gasped against his mouth.

"Stop." I pulled back, breathless. "I actually want to eat mango."

Alexander's eyes darkened. "Now?"

"Yes, now. I'm hungry."

I took a slow bite, the fruit ...