“I’m going to have to buy her a new dress,” I said. “This is going to be embarrassing when I tell her.” He smiled and kissed my forehead. “Sorry,” he said, “I just couldn’t help myself. God, I couldn’t believe how wet you were from the moment we got down here. You must have been fantasizing about this all afternoon.” Yeah, I thought, that was it. It wasn’t that a woman had made me that wet, it was thinking about sex with Matt. “I was,” I whispered. I smiled as I remembered him growling, his teeth sinking into me, tearing the dress as he pulled away and went to bite down again. “It’s okay. And, God, it was so worth it,” I said. “I just hope it’s not a one of a kind dress.” He chuckled, “I hope not,” then he groaned. “What?” I said. “I have to go relieve Carlos,” he said. “It’s way past my time, but I really don’t want to move.” “I don’t either, but you’re right,”
