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No—he needed to keep his head. Keep this as simple as possible.

He maneuvered her under the spray of the water, hoping it’d help keep a distance.

Mistake.

While he might have broken the contact of her kissing his chest, he now stood before a drenched Penny Diamond, red hair falling like her own ruby waterfall around her creamy skin, beads of water trailing from her lips, to her breasts, and down her flat stomach.

“Is there any look you can’t pull off, darlin’?” he rasped, drinking in the sight of how fucking amazing she was.

She glanced down at herself and smiled. “You like the wet look, huh?”

“I like you wet.” He grinned. “That’s no secret.”

She laughed. “I suppose not.”

She cupped his biceps and turned him to switch places with her so that the water hit his back and she was standing before him.

“This is my time now,” she said, all joking gone. “I’m happy to give you what you want, but I want to feel you back.”

She took a deep breath, and while she tried to look confident, he saw a slight tremble race over her as if she was nervous. “Let me?”

Then it hit him. She wasn’t challenging him. Wasn’t goading him on purpose. She was asking. Requesting to have free reign on his body.

The answer should be no.

And yet he found himself looking into those big green eyes that usually held so much fire and brazen, which now were heavy with passion and a little uncertainty, and found himself saying, “Okay.”

She smiled, and he wanted to go to his knees just to keep that happiness on her face. But he was at her mercy now.

Part of him was curious. She was nothing if not a wild card. So he stood there, the hot water hitting his back and the shower steam enveloping them as she began to run her hands long his arms and up his shoulders.

“Your skin is really smooth,” she said. “But you’re hard beneath.”

Her brows knit with concentration as she examined him. There was a constant state of appreciation and awe on her face. A look like that could do crazy things to a man’s ego. So he stood still, letting her explore.

Had she really never gotten a chance to do this?

She’d had that jackass boyfriend, and he knew she wasn’t experienced, but had she never really handled a man? Touched him intimately?

When her fingers dipped to his torso, tracing beads of water over various flanks of muscle, he wanted to sigh. It felt good. Her touch felt beyond good. It was like she was loving on him with just her hands and her gaze. Damn it felt nice. Nice to be seen through her eyes.

When her hands reached the V of his hips, she pushed gently with her thumbs. She was relaxing him with her touch.

“Yikes,” she said, her eyes fused to his cock, which was hard as steel and ready to go.

He chuckled. “Yikes?”

She looked up and nodded. “You are,” she glanced down, “yikies.”

Though he’d never heard a word quite like that, he’d take it as a compliment.

“Careful, darlin’. You may take my ego to new heights.”

She smiled. “I felt it, I mean, I really felt it.” Her cheeks blushed a little, and she met his eyes again. “But seeing it? Seeing you like this?” Her gaze swept over his entire body, and a surge of pride shot through him. “You’re beautiful, Sebastian.”

He cupped her face and frowned hard. This tiny woman had just made his whole chest hurt. The only thing he could do was lean in and kiss her.

She gasped against his mouth, which only made him want more. Slow and deep, he gently sucked her mouth between his, then delved his tongue inside. His question was finally answered: she tasted like strawberries everywhere.

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