She broke their kiss and had just opened her mouth to suggest they take things into the bedroom, when footsteps came again on the deck, and Arjun appeared around the corner of the bungalow. He was dressed similarly to Alex—only his swim shorts were white, the bright colour striking against his caramel skin.

“Oh, sorry,” he said, stopping in his tracks as he spotted them, “I didn’t mean to interrupt—only Elias has been in touch with a local who can rent us some jet skis and he wants to know how many we need.” He pushed his sunglasses up on top of his head and looked between Mia and Alex. “So, are you two up for it?”

Mia nodded. “Yes, I am. Sounds great. Alex?”

“Absolutely. Are you guys down on the beach?”

“Yes,” Arjun replied.

“Great. We’ll meet you there in a minute, all right?”

Arjun inclined his head, then slipped his sunglasses back into place and turned to leave. His footsteps gradually died away.

“What’s up?” Mia asked the moment Arjun was out of earshot. Alex had sounded incredibly enthusiastic about a jet ski ride, but hadn’t moved a muscle.

“Nothing. I just didn’t particularly want to jump up and show this,” he indicated the sizeable erection tenting his shorts, “off to Arjun. I didn’t think he’d appreciate it very much.”

Mia giggled, then clapped a hand over her mouth. “No, I suppose he wouldn’t. I would, though.” She winked and kissed him, then murmured, “To be continued, yes?”

“Yes. And sooner, rather than later, if that’s all right with you. Come on, then,” he got to his feet and helped her up, “better get to the beach before they send a search party for us. Hopefully my cock will have settled down by then.”

With a heavily-exaggerated sigh, she replied, “Four gorgeous men, and all I’m getting between my thighs this morning is a throbbing engine. If I weren’t so fond of jet skis, I’d say there was something seriously wrong here!”

Alex chuckled and slapped her bottom playfully. “You can be very dirty at times, Mia Harrington.”

She scooped up her sunglasses and put them on. “You love it.”

Perhaps she would drag him into bed for a while. Wasn’t that what honeymoons were for? Plentiful shagging and messing up of sheets? She and Elias had shared her bungalow on the first night after arriving on the island, and had made sweet, sensual love despite their travel weariness, then fallen into the deep sleep of the utterly exhausted.

She’d spent the previous night alone, however, which she actually hadn’t minded—day two of their break had been taxing on her mind and her body. Especially as they were still trying to fight their jetlag. The five of them had explored their surroundings, figuring out what they’d like to see and do while they were here, and generally chilling out together. It was the first time they’d been in a situation where they could all be themselves and not have to hide the true nature of their relationships. It had given her a taste of how amazing things could be, but also how problematic if not managed carefully, which was why she’d vowed to herself to figure out a way she could make all her men feel wanted and valued equally. She didn’t want any of them to butt heads—literally or figuratively.

Now, though, she was feeling refreshed and positive, and thoroughly ready to take advantage of one of the most obvious perks of having four gorgeous men close by—sex on tap.

“Oh, shit. Sorry, Alex, I didn’t mean to! I was just thinking…” God, how much should she tell him? Their holiday was supposed to be about chilling out and enjoying themselves, not worrying about things like this. No, she’d keep her concerns to herself for now. She might not be able to stop her brain from thinking them, but it didn’t mean she had to let what was going on inside her head affect the others.

“Thinking what?” he prompted, gripping the edge of the decking on which they sat and squeezing until his knuckles went white.

“I was thinking how awesome it would be to have a key to your place. Obviously it’s for convenience, not cohabitation, but it still represents a certain amount of commitment…” My God, that’s it! Excitement flooded her veins as she realised she may have, however inadvertently, come up with the solution to her problem. I can give them all keys to the house. Despite the excitement of her brainwave, she still didn’t want to burden Alex with it yet, so she continued hurriedly, “and I’m absolutely thrilled at the idea. It would be amazing to be able to pop in and see you, or maybe even wait for you to get home from work, if that’s not too much of an imposition?”
Alex shook his head. “Not at all. It’d be fantastic not to walk into an empty flat—even if it’s only once in a while. Nothing would make me happier than seeing your beautiful face as soon as I got home.”

“That settles it then, I guess. I’d love to have a key—thank you.”

“I will put that at the very top of my to-do list when we get home.” His face transformed into a heart-melting grin, which had that precise effect on Mia, and he took her hand. Then he leaned in and kissed her. It was light at first—and possibly that was all he’d intended it to be—but the moment she slipped her free hand around the back of his neck and responded, things quickly heated up. They opened their mouths, and their tongues entered the fray, briefly slipping against each other, then beginning to tease and explore. Within seconds her nipples had peaked and were pressing against her bikini top, and the dampness between her thighs was nothing to do with the balmy air temperature.