She'd give him what he wanted in a moment. She promised.

But for now, Emma was going to lazily kiss and lick her way down his body, taking her sweet time while her hand made its way into his swim trunks to stroke him.

It was, admittedly, requiring most (if not all) of her willpower not to just yank off the last of his clothing and pounce, but a little bit of anticipation could be fun.