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The second they do, I feel a punch in my gut, a throbbing between my legs. I don’t have to look down to know my nipples are hardening, and I’m pretty sure he’s aware of it too.
The mood’s shifted, still teasing, but seductive instead of playful, the air thick with want.
He proves it when he slowly lowers his swim trunks, and my mouth goes dry at the sight of naked, aroused Gage Barrett.
I take a sip of my champagne, but that only seems to make it worse. I don’t want the champagne. I want him.
“You know, that’s actually a two-person tub,” he says, picking up his glass and giving me a leisurely once-over.
“Is it?” I ask, my voice a little raspy.
Gage lifts his eyebrows in a question. He’s unabashedly naked, unabashedly hard, and I realize he’s waiting. Making sure that I’m sure.
In response, I scoot toward the back of the tub, pulling my knees up to make room.
His smile flashes and a moment later he’s lowering himself into the tub, his large body making the water rise to a dangerously high level.
“Ah!” I say with a laugh, fumbling for the plug. “Hold on, let me drain some of the water—”
Gage’s hand slides into my hair, his mouth capturing mine in a kiss so delicious, it’s all I can do not to drop my champagne flute. Not that I need it—kissing Gage is a better buzz than any alcoholic beverage.
He tugs me forward, and water sloshes over the sides of the tub. Neither of us cares.
With my free hand, I cup his face, loving the way the stubble of his jaw contrasts deliciously with the soft glide of his tongue against mine.
Gage takes the glass from my hand, leaning over to put both his and mine on the floor by the side of the tub.
Taking advantage of his distraction, I lift up to straddle his hips, my mouth trailing wet kisses over his neck. He groans, his hand closing roughly around the back of my head, holding me to him as I taste his salty skin. My lips and teeth and tongue explore the length of his neck, the little hollow at the base of his throat, his broad shoulders.
With his hands free, Gage runs his palms over my back, his touch demanding yet patient, as though giving me the time to taste my fill.
The more I touch, the more I want. Greedy, I press my mouth to his as my hands slide beneath the water, fingertips slicking over the hard ridges of his abs.
Gage’s hands move up my back, fingers tangling in my hair as he tugs my head backward, leaving my throat and chest offered to his mouth.
With one hand on the small of my back to steady me, the other in my hair to hold me still, Gage flicks his tongue teasingly over my breasts, circling closer and closer to the aching peak before moving away again.
I moan in frustration, my hands moving from his shoulder to his head and pulling his mouth where I need it. His eyes flick up to mine at the precise moment his lips wrap around my nipple.
I gasp, instinct driving my hips down and forward. He swears against my skin as I brush his erection, his hand sliding down to palm my ass.
I rock against him, the pressure so perfect that I could come just like this, my nipple in his mouth, my aching center rubbing against him…
Gage groans as my breath quickens. “Yes,” he whispers against my breast. “Come for me, just like this.”
The hand against my ass slides around to my front, his fingers delving into the wetness between my legs.
Gage presses a thumb to my throbbing clit, circles once, twice…
I shatter. I’m dimly aware of my own cries, of arching back in helplessness as I ride the ecstasy, then letting him nudge me forward to drape against him as I try to get my breath.
His breath is warm on my cheek as he holds me. “I get why you like baths so much.”
I manage a laugh, pulling back slightly, and wincing as I realize there’s nearly as much water on the floor as in the tub.
“I’ll call someone to take care of it,” he says, wrapping one hand on the side of the tub, then easily hauling us both to our feet and out of the cooling water.
“Now?” I murmur, wrapping my fingers around his still-hard erection. “Or later?”
