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He pulled the fabric of my shirt from the skirt before unzipping the zipper at my back. His hands skimmed against my skin as he peeled off the clothing. When I was standing stark naked in front of him, he hissed in a breath.


"You're beautiful."


I smiled. "I'd like to undress you."


His eyes were weary for a moment before peace settled into their crystalized depths. He nodded and I lifted my hand to the blue tie at his neck, untying the knot before pulling it from his person. Then I went to work on the buttons of his shirt. With each button I opened, I kissed the skin I revealed. This man was so perfect. His every curve, scar and fear were all a part of him. And, I loved him. I wished I could tell him. But I couldn't. Instead, I had to settle for showing him my love.


When I pulled the last button from its place and kissed his skin, I rose from my crouched position, running my hands along the hardness of his abs and over his chest to sit on his shoulders. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed the hollow of his neck. He drew in a sharp breath and I knew he was struggling with the slow gentleness I exulted, but he didn't stop me. I kissed my way up his neck to his chin as I pushed his shirt from his shoulders. My breasts grazed against his chest as I worked to remove his shirt and his hands fisted, but still, he didn't touch me. He let me work slowly to remove his clothing without eager interruption. I smiled as I placed a soft kiss onto the skin beneath his ear as my hands trailed a tender path to the waist of his pants. My fingers worked the button at his waist before I lowered myself to my knees. I tugged on the zipper and pulled his pants from his hips, down his legs to his feet. When they were pooled around his ankles, Jace stepped from the fabric. In only his boxers, he stood before me. The fabric was tented to expose his need for me and I smiled, looking up at him from my knees where I sat on the floor. I hooked my hands around his ankles, sliding my palms up the length of his legs, over his boxers where I dipped my fingertips into the waistband. I pulled his boxers from his hips, careful not to touch his penis as I moved. All the while, I kept my eyes trained on him. And he watched me with hot blue eyes that sent surges of shivers coursing through my body.


Jace stepped from his boxers and I leaned in to kiss his thigh. His hands twitched at his side in his struggle to remain stoic in my adornment of his magnificent body. His cock throbbed visibly as I purposefully lavished attention on every other part of his body. My hand lifted to his stomach where my fingertip found the line on his stomach where a perfect V travelled to the worlds' most precious treasure. His stomach quivered under my butterfly soft touch and a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I let my finger stroke the skin around his shaft without touching his length and he gasped in agonized anticipation as I dipped my finger to his thigh, trailing a gentle nail over his skin. When I could see by the light of desire in his eyes that he couldn't possibly take anymore, I pressed my warm, moist lips to the tip of his erect penis in a kiss of teasing adoration. The way he looked down at me, he looked like a devilish angel of darkness with heavenly eyes. Flickering candlelight glimmered around him, haloing his darkness in warm light.


I pulled away and his head fell back on a sigh of bewilderment. He looked like a God who was praying to the Gods for strength. Witnessing him so undone, and at my simple touch, was fantastic. It was completely and entirely incomparable. Perfect.


He pulled himself back from his retreat and his eyes blazed hot with desire and something more that made my heart jump in question, but I ignored it. I wanted him in the bath with me. And if we didn't shut off the water soon, we would be bathing on the bathroom floor. I reached out and took his hands in mine weaving our fingers together in much the same way I wished I could blend our hearts. If I fell any deeper in love with this man…I would surely be ruined. Oh hell - who was I kidding? I was already ruined.


I stepped into the bath, slowly lowering myself into the warm water and curling my knees up into my chest as I made room for him to climb in behind me. Water splashed around my body as he eased himself behind me, encasing my frame with long, muscular legs. Jace didn't waste any time in getting himself comfortable. His hands were against my waist in a moment, pulling me back into his chest. I felt his desire hot and long against my back as I snuggled into him, wriggling closer.


He gasped a whispered curse as he pressed burning lips to my shoulder. "Olivia," he murmured against my skin.


"Hmm?" I smiled as I wiggled closer again.


"You know what you're doing, little temptress." He scolded. I couldn't help it - at his tone, a giggle erupted from my mouth and his hands found my ribs, causing me to squeal in tortured delight. Water splashed up around us as I tried to get myself away from his tickling fingers, but he wouldn't relent. "Have you finished tempting me?"

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