CHAPTER 2
Her heart pounded. "I know.”
Then Marco stepped forward. He crowded her space. Her back pressed into the canvas. Valentina's breath caught in her throat.
"You are shaking," he whispered.
"I am," she admitted. Her voice was soft and shaky.
He looked down at her body. Then he dropped to his knees slowly. His hands slid up her thighs. His touch was warm and firm. Fingers traced her skin. Goosebumps rose despite the heat.
"Marco," she whispered.
He looked up at her. Eyes dark with want. "Tell me to stop if you want."
She did not speak. She just watched him.
His thumbs hooked into her red bikini bottoms. He tugged them down slowly. The fabric slid over her hips. Down her thighs. He pulled them to one ankle. She stepped out of one side. Now she stood open to him.
He leaned in
