It was funny, really, how fast she could undo him, just when he thought he had himself kind of under control. There she went grinding against him, with that wonderful tight grip of her hands, making him suck in a breath that simply wasn't there. With another silent curse on his lips, he brought them back up to gasp for air in more than one sense of the word. Even through his lust-dazed mind he had enough awareness to let go off her before and make sure that bikini top was where it belonged, even if put a disappointed pout on his face.

"I'll come back to that later, you know", he murmured into her ear, trying hard to lead his mind away from the perfect way she pressed herself against him. Without much success.

"You feel what you do to me?"

That one cocky fingertip tugged a little on her bikini panties again, just enough to pull it tighter against her crotch.

"How about you? Want to tell me what I'd find under there if I checked? Or should I guess?"