Free Going Overboard by Vicki Lewis Thompson

sensual movement of her hips told him she was ready for anything he had in mind, and his mind raced with images of hands stroking, mouths exploring, bodies joining in pulsing completion.
    His lips sought the honey from her warm mouth as he wedged his pelvis firmly between her thighs. She moaned and pushed against him, blotting out all reason.
    He reached for the shoulder strap of the red suit that had tantalized him for hours. The strap offered no obstacle as it slipped down her smooth shoulder. Pushing his throbbing erection against the cradle of her thighs, he abandoned her lips to seek the pulse at her throat. His hearthammered as he worked the bathing suit down and finally cupped her breast in his hand.
    She arched her back, pushing up against his palm. She was matching him desire for desire, and he’d never felt so excited by a woman in his life. She moaned as he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth. He rolled the sensitive tip against his tongue and felt her shudder. Ah, this was going to be good. Very, very good.
    He pulled the other strap down so he had access to both breasts as she writhed and whimpered against him. He felt her warm breath on the back of his leg. Dimly he realized that would be difficult, given their upright position. He paused.
    Someone, or something, was breathing on him. He lifted his mouth from her breast.
    Andi grew still in his arms. “Chance.” Her voice held a warning.
    The warm air traveled up the back of his legs. Every hair on his body stood erect. “What’s breathing on me?” he whispered.
    “A burro.”
    “Shi—”
    She clamped her arms tight around his shoulders. “Don’t make any sudden moves.”
    He leaned his forehead against hers and tried to stay calm. At least he wasn’t naked. “Do they bite?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “That’s not the right answer.”
    “Just stand still.”
    “Easy for you to say,” he muttered. “It’s not licking your leg.”
    “Licking?”
    “Yeah. Probably for the salt, but God, it tickles.”
    “I’m going to try something. Stay still.” She leaned around him. “Shoo!”
    He stared down at her. “Shoo?”
    “You got anything better?”
    “Yeah. I’m going to turn around really fast and yell at him. Stay behind me.”
    “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
    “I do. He’s started nibbling on my shorts.”
    “Then it must be a female.”
    “Ha, ha. Okay, on three. One, two, three, now! ” He whirled and shoved her behind him. His eyes widened as he gazed at not one, but four burros. “Go home!” he yelled, waving one arm as he kept the other behind him, protecting Andi.
    The burros trotted away a couple of yards and stood looking at him.
    Andi started to laugh.
    “What’s so funny?”
    “They are home. We’re the trespassers.”
    “Oh. Okay, then go…somewhere else!” he yelled again, waving his arm some more.
    Andi whipped off her sarong and stepped out from behind him. “Shoo!” she said, waving the skirt at them.
    The flapping cloth seemed to do the trick. They spooked and took off into the bushes.
    Chance stared after them, shaking his head. “Burros.”
    “Now that they know interesting stuff is here, they might come back.”
    He glanced at her. She was sliding her arms into the straps of her swimsuit.
    The burros had broken the spell that had caused him to forget everything except the need to make love to her, but sanity had returned, and he was flabbergasted at his behavior.What had he been thinking? “Do you realize what almost happened?”
    She smiled at him. “I think so. I watched all the films in junior-high health class.”
    “Exactly. And in those films, do you remember that little matter of taking precautions?”
    She paused and gave him a long look. “You don’t have anything with you?”
    “No. Why would I have anything? This was supposed to be a family vacation. I didn’t even know you were coming along, and I wouldn’t have brought birth control even if I had known.