She imagined the two of them taking her right there in the water, stripping off her top and each of them sucking a nipple into their greedy mouths, licking and biting until she writhed on top of the waves and begged them to fuck her. Her pussy clenched and she whimpered with need. Too long. She'd waited too long for an orgasm. Too long for a man. She craved strong, callused hands between her legs, searching her swollen slit and pumping fingers into her core, caressing her clit until she cried out in climax and demanded a hot cock to replace those fingers.

Maybe Santa would bring her that for Christmas. A nice fantasy come true in her stocking.

She smiled. Then felt the press of lips against hers.

Her eyes drifted open and Justin's face loomed in front of hers.

A million words hovered on her lips, all of them denial, every single one of them obliterated when his mouth came down on hers again, this time harder, hungrier. She gasped against him and his tongue slipped between her teeth, finding hers. It was an electric shock, a velvet fire as he licked her, his lips doing dangerous things to her senses.

He dragged her upright. She bobbed in the water, her legs adrift, her arms clasping around his neck as he drove into her mouth with more intent.

She'd always known there was a primal side to Justin, this barely unleashed animal he kept tucked away in business suits. Now he was letting it out, letting her see it, and she couldn't get close enough to this side of him. She wanted more.

But another set of arms came around her, dragging her away from Justin. Justin smiled at her, nodded, and as she was turned she found Mitch in front of her, his hands slipping around her waist to draw her against him. Her heart slammed against her ribs, her mind nothing but liquid. She couldn't think this through.

"Don't," Mitch said. "Don't think about it. Just let it happen."

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He laid her against his arm, and touched his lips to hers. Where Justin was all fiery passion, Mitch's kiss was softer, more coaxing and gentle, but still demanding that she pay attention. She was out of breath, and completely out of her mind.

Her world exploded as she realized that in the space of thirty seconds, she had been kissed by two different men. For someone who almost always lived in a man drought, this was overload to her senses. She felt Justin's presence behind her, his chest against her back, his lips pressed to her neck while Mitch continued to kiss her. As Justin's body pressed full against hers, she felt his cock--hard, insistent, rocking against her buttocks.

Mitch's hard-on rested against her hip.

Oh, God. Fantasy was one thing, but this reality? She wasn't nearly ready for this.

She palmed Mitch's chest and he broke the kiss. Justin backed away. Mitch grinned.

"I told you, Amy. You're safe with us. You don't need to worry." Mitch pushed off the bottom and swam to shore.

Shaken, Amy pushed back her hair and raised a trembling hand to her lips. She was almost afraid to turn around and look at Justin, afraid he'd mock her, accuse her. But she knew she'd have to face him sometime. She pivoted and he jerked her into his arms, his lips crashing into hers, still filled with the hunger that had consumed her with his first kiss.

She should pull away, regroup, gather her bearings. But God, she wanted him, had wanted him for a long time. She reached down, palmed his cock, shuddering at the rock hard feel of him against her hand. She wanted him inside her.

Justin dragged his lips away, leaned his forehead against hers. "I could fuck you right here, Amy."

Her breasts felt heavy, her sex on fire with need. His words only inflamed her more.

"But not here. I want you alone. I don't want anyone else watching. Not right now."

He took her hand and they walked out of the water. Every step was agony, seemingly taking forever to get to shore. Without a word they grabbed their things and headed back to the bungalows.

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She thought that by the time they got back to the bungalows her ardor would be cooled.

Oh, no. It was worse. Walking alongside Justin--he'd held her hand the entire time--only made her want this more. She'd stopped questioning why. She knew why.

The scene with Justin and Mitch in the water had just been a warm up. She didn't really understand why Mitch had left, and frankly, she didn't care. It had been fun kissing two men. Hot. Incredible. But she wanted Justin.

The realization was somewhat shocking. Though she didn't know why she was so surprised. Justin had been her fantasy man for a very long time. Maybe because she had never expected this to become a reality. And now it was going to be. It was really going to happen between them.

They reached the bungalows and Justin automatically went to her door, turning and waiting for her to get her key. Her hands were shaking--her hands were actually shaking!

She couldn't believe it. She was no virgin. She'd had sex before. Quite a few times, in fact. But not for a while. And never with a man she'd wanted in the way she wanted Justin.

She handed him the key and he opened the door, holding it aside while she stepped in. He shut it, flipped the deadbolt, and didn't bother to turn on the light.

Amy set her bag on the table.

"I need a shower. Ocean salt. Makes me itchy."

Justin smiled and took her hand, led her to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"Turn around."

She did, and he untied the string at her neck. She held onto the bikini top covering her breasts as he untied the laces at her back. Justin swept her hair to the side and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. She shivered.

"Amy."

"Yes?"

"Let go, babe."

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She wasn't sure if he was referring to her bikini top or the tension rocketing her body. She was nervous. God, she couldn't believe she was about to get naked with a coworker. If she thought about it too hard, she'd probably shut down completely.

She decided not to think about it at all. She let go of the top and Justin reached out, peeled the top away from her breasts. He inhaled.

"You're beautiful. I've thought about your breasts for years."

"Really."

"Yeah. Really. Wondering what they looked like under those crisp suits and blouses you hid them under." He swept his hands under her breasts. Oh, his hands felt so good.

She'd been dying for him to touch her. She laid her head against his chest and just watched. He covered her breasts, reached for her nipples, using his thumbs to gently sweep over the buds. They tightened, her breasts swelling into his hands, her nipples like sharp, aching points.

She could stay like this for hours, letting him touch her. His hands were rough and she loved the feel of them playing over her sensitive nipples. He let go, and she whimpered. But then he moved in front of her, bent down, and reached for the ties at the sides of her bikini. He looked up at her, pulled the laces, and drew the material away.

She was naked. And then Justin looked at her pussy. His face was right there, his mouth so close. Her pussy quivered at the thought of what those full lips could do to her.

She'd fantasized about it so many times, had made herself come thinking about him sucking her clit, sliding his tongue inside her, making her scream.

"I want to eat you until you come for me, Amy."

Her legs wobbled. She couldn't breathe normally. His breath warmed her sex. So close.

But then he stood, dropped his swim trunks. Amy swallowed. God, he was so perfect, just as she'd imagined. Amazingly well built, his cock erect and making her mouth water. He opened the shower door, stepped inside and held his hand out for her.

She went in with him and he closed the door, drawing her under the spray.

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"I figured we'd better get this shower out of the w

ay or the water would get cold," he said.

Amy managed a shaky laugh. He was so right. She'd been lost in what he was doing, completely oblivious to the steamed up bathroom. She wet her hair and reached for the shampoo.

"Let me."

Surprised, she handed the shampoo to Justin, who poured some onto his hand. "Turn around."

She did, and Justin lathered her hair, massaging her scalp and neck. It, too, was a sensual experience. He didn't wash her hair like she did, doing it fast and perfunctory. He took his time, using his fingers in slow, circular movements. Oh, God the man had expert hands. She was melting. He moved her back and rinsed her hair, then poured conditioner on it. While she rinsed, he poured soap onto his hand, a wicked smile curving his lips.

"Turn around and place your hands against the wall," he instructed.

She palmed the wall and he placed his hands on her shoulders, sliding soap there and along her back, washing her, using the same slow motions he had used to wash her hair.

He washed her entire body that way--her arms, her legs, reaching around to do her belly and breasts, but making sure to avoid her most sensitive areas until she was writhing under his hands, desperate for him to touch her. Then he pulled her under the spray and rinsed her.

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