"Everywhere."

I can't believe I just said that. Xander smiles against my throat just before he lifts one hand to my hip, his fingers brushing gently over my wet skin. A whisper of a touch, but it's enough to make my knees almost buckle completely. He continues to run his fingers up and down, barely grazing over the fabric of my bikini, and I lift my hands behind me with a small sigh, burying them in his hair to hold him flush against me.

My pulse skips when his lips move to my shoulder, and my lips part around a silent gasp.

His fingers have moved as well, from my...