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“Let’s get you off your foot. It must be sore from walking so much on it today.” I was lifted onto the marble shelf. “Now where were we? Date number three consists of what?”

I smiled at his thoughtfulness regarding my ankle. “Boobs.”

He laughed. “Boobs?”

“Yeah, like second base while making out. It means anything above the waist is fair game.”

His expression took on a playful glint as he grabbed my soap from the other side of the shower, squirting some of the pink liquid onto his palms. He lathered them up and started with my arms, rubbing down each one, gliding them onto my chest while watching my face intently. He filled each of his hands with my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over the nipples, and then met my mouth in a searing kiss while he washed me with languid strokes. After rinsing me, he latched his mouth onto one peak while his fingers rolled the other one. Damn, and here I’d thought my breasts, being on the small side, weren’t very sensitive. He was making the argument that I’d been happily wrong.

“And the fourth date?” he asked hoarsely, looking up at me.

“What it means or what I’ve done?”

His soapy fingers moved down to my wet center. “Has anyone touched this pussy before me?”

I shivered in response. “Only over my pants, then the whole premature ejaculation part, and him getting annoyed with me.” Shit. Total TMI. “Um, I thought we weren’t asking questions about our pasts.”

His hand cupped my mound, his thumb pressing on my clit. “We weren’t, and you can tell me to shut up. But I can’t help myself as I’m afflicted with this crazy, possessive feeling since finding out I was the first man to give you an orgasm, to taste you, be inside of you, and touch you here.”

“Really? I kind of thought it freaked you out more than anything.”

He set me down and then washed me intimately. “It did at first.” He exhaled, his expression apologetic. “But now it’s this weird, primal thing which doesn’t make any sense, given I’ve never been the possessive, caveman type.”

I giggled, thinking this side of him most unexpected. “It kind of turns me on to think of you all alpha male over me.”

He grinned and then turned toward rinsing me thoroughly. “Now, then, the fourth date—since only one has attempted to go there and it didn’t go well—I believe should be defined here and now.”

My eyes went wide when he dropped to his knees in front of me, his head in line with my center. “I’m completely on board with this plan.”

He tilted forward, parting my legs further. “Lean against the wall and put your bad ankle over my shoulder.”

I complied, gasping when he buried his entire face between my legs. He wasted no time, with the new angle allowing intimate access to me. His teeth pulled my clit between them, the gentle nip sending shock waves through me as his urgent fingers penetrated my depths finding me wet and swollen with need. I tightened around him, my body aching for release. Fast and furious, he worked me with his mouth and magical fingers, bringing me to a powerful climax. But instead of easing back, he intensified the sweet torture, rocking me into his mouth as he curled his finger to the spot inside of me, making my eyes roll back in my head for another one.

“OhmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod,” I chanted over and over, finally focusing my gaze on his smug face in front of me.

He let my foot down gently as he stood up. “You okay?”

I nodded dumbly, feeling completely sated. Watching as he squirted more soap in his hands and washed his body, I moved forward. I reveled in the way he closed his eyes in pleasure when I gripped his cock with both hands. Moving one hand down to his balls, I cupped him gently and then rubbed the sudsy lather down the length of his shaft with my other hand. “How does that feel?”

He hissed out a breath. “Incredible. I never thought I’d enjoy foreplay this much.”

I turned him toward the water, rinsing his body thoroughly, and then sinking to my knees, looking up with a smile on my lips.

He reached down, putting his hand alongside my face and sucked in a breath when I opened my mouth, taking him in all the way with the first touch. “Holy shit.”

There was nothing slow about the way I desired him. I wanted to take him off guard as he’d done with me. I knew I’d achieved the goal when, after a couple of minutes, he was trembling with the aftermath of his orgasm deep in my throat.

He helped me to my feet, placing a kiss on the tip of my nose playfully. “Water is turning cold. Let’s get dry and get in bed.”

Before we climbed in, he donned his boxers and held out panties for me. “No naked cuddling. At least not until tomorrow night.”

“Afraid you might slip inside of me in the middle of the night?”

He growled at the thought and then turned out the light, pulling me close. “You should get your rest now because that’s exactly what’s going to happen with staggering frequency after tomorrow. Any chance we could put off this hospital thing and have our date tomorrow morning instead of having to wait until the evening?”

“Oh, there’s no way we can miss it.”

He laughed. “Why do I feel like there’s something you’re not telling me?”

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