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She rinsed her hair out and soaped her breasts, humming happily. Steam spiraled out of the cubicle. She kept one eye on the doorway, where she could see the light from the bedroom. It grew brighter and she heard the door creaking open. She smiled when she saw Sebastian moving outside the frosted shower screen. He pulled it open.
"You took your time," she commented.
She'd been waiting for him to follow her. She knew he would. He'd been quietly watching her and waiting for her attention and she was being a bit naughty teasing him this way, but he'd soon know that one more night at Tall Gables was just the start, as far as she was concerned. It was obvious neither of them wanted to throw this away. What they had was way too good.
He stared at her, his expression serious. His gaze dropped down then slowly rose over her body. "You look like Venus walking out of the waves."
"Why thank you, Sebastian, you're looking pretty good yourself. Won't you join me?"
"Sure," he replied, but she could see he was preoccupied with his thoughts as he pulled his T-shirt over his head. She watched the stretch of his broad chest muscles, a warm wave of approval lapping over her. She would never tire of enjoying his male potency, his strong, beautiful body, those gray-green eyes and that adorable lopsided smile.
"Amy, I was wondering…"
"Yes?"
He leaned one hand up against the shower frame, casually. "Would you like to come to that christening party with me, remember Gary and Chrissie's invitation on the answer machine? It's next week."
He stared at her pensively.
"Well, I'd love to, Sebastian, but if it's next week we won’t be working together then. Doesn't that rather break the terms of our adult no-strings agreement?" She flicked back her wet hair.
"I guess so. Does it bother you?" He began to unbutton his jeans, his gaze darting away. He felt uncomfortable. She could see that, the poor love. He thought it was over. As if she could possibly have had enough of him after only one week. Not likely. Not very likely at all. This wasn't the end, this was only the beginning.
She watched him as he stripped. "It doesn't bother me in the least, in fact I thought you were about to invite me to be your guest at your Scotland Yard award presentation."
He fought off his jeans, hopping about on one foot when he heard her remark. He hauled them off, swearing under his breath, then turned back to stare at her, perplexed.
She whistled low, eyeing him enthusiastically. He looked downright gorgeous, wearing nothing but his jockey shorts
and a slightly puzzled expression on his face. The expression began to lift and a slight smile took its place, when he began to realize what she was getting at.
"You were teasing me," he said.
"Only getting my own back."
"How did you know about the Scotland Yard presentation?"
"Come now, Sebastian, I know I'm nowhere near your league when it comes to investigation, but you have to give me credit for having some skills of my own… just a few, mind you." She chuckled. "As soon as I knew who and what you really were, on Tuesday afternoon, I went back to the office and I did a bit of digging. So, do you already have a date for this prestigious presentation of yours, or am I good for that event too?"
"You're good for it, oh yes, you're good for it." His smile had grown, considerably.
"I'm glad. Now, seeing that we don't have to be in London until Monday morning, are you going to show me this East Yorkshire coast scenery of yours, while we are up here?"
He nodded. "That's another great idea."
She winked, glancing down at his shorts. "I'm getting lonely in here, why don't you get naked and join me?"
He dropped the shorts and as soon as he stepped into the cubicle with her, her hands were on him, sliding down over his chest, adoring the sensation of hard firm muscle under her fingers. His cock was lifting and she took it in her hand, stroking it.
"I'm impressed." He kissed her forehead.
"So am I." She was looking down at him, at where he was growing hard in her hand.
"I meant I was impressed with your investigative skills." He moved closer, and the water was running over them both, trickling down between their bodies.
"Oh, I see," she replied. "Well, I think I'll leave that line of work to you, lover, but if you ever need a hand." She gripped his cock tighter.
He gasped. "Oh yes, I'll be sure to ask you, if I do need a hand." He reached to her mouth and kissed her, easing her back against the tiled wall.
