Her hand froze mid-dollop as both his hands slid from her waist up to her breasts and back. “I love this dress on you,” he whispered. “Dessert is ready,” Sabine whispered back, the words sticking in her throat. “I hope so,” Koka said. He turned her around and lifted her to her toes as he bent to her mouth for a mind-numbing kiss. Her groan had him gripping her tighter than he had intended. “Sorry,” he said hoarsely. “I promised you a warning. I forgot.” Beyond his unapologetic gaze, Sabine saw the spoon of whipped topping was still in the hand she had rested on his shoulder. Holding his stare, she brought the spoon to her mouth and licked it clean while he watched with hungry eyes. “Bad Koka. Very bad for not keeping your promise,” she said. “I’m not sure you deserve dessert.” Laughter almost choked him on its way out, but his hands were busy finding their way under the full skirt. “Nou No Ka `I`ini.” “Ha—I know what that means and I don’t even speak Hawaiian,”
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