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She gave into it, to him, cupping his face in her hands, sinking again, sinking in bottomless love. And felt the power of her own surrender.
The water grew warmer, warmer as he guided them to the lagoon corner. Now the water churned lightly, tingling along her skin.
He loved the look of her like this, lost, and his, her hair slick with wet. Bracing her against the wall, he took himself under to explore all below the surface of that frothy water.
Her breast in his mouth, her heart leaping against his lips as her hands ran over him. And deeper, lifting her hips to find her center, feeling her come as he used his tongue to drive her.
Wet and warm, long and lean, and churning now as the water churned. Hips rocking in invitation as he took her up again.
He glided his lips up her body, slid his hand down to where his mouth had been. And watched her fly again, her hands gripping the edges, her eyes like amber glass as she cried out.
She shuddered, went limp.
“God. God. I can’t.”
“More. Just a little more. Let go. Everything. All. Let go.” Greed for her undid him. He used his hands again, used his mouth again, ravaging, ravishing. He wanted to hear her scream.
When she did, when her body arched, tight as a wire, he plunged into her, thrust after wild thrust.
“Mine.” Mad for her, mad from her, he drove into her, his mouth his teeth at her shoulder, her throat. “Mine. Mine.”
She cried out again, quivering. And her arms came around him, her legs banded him. “Mine,” she said. “Mine.”
And he let go. Everything and all.
Wrecked, they floated where they were in the quiet, bubbling water.
“I don’t have a headache, that’s positive.” She sighed, stroked his wet hair. “I don’t care about the Bahamas right now.”
“Then my job here is done.”
“Is it like reflexology?”
“Is what – sex? Reflexology?” He let out a half laugh as their eyes met. “Where do these thoughts come from?”
“Mr. Mira gives Mira foot rubs. Reflexology. It helps her relax, and I wondered… No, wipe that out. Wipe it because it makes me wonder about them and sex, and I really don’t want to.”
“Why, after I’ve so thoroughly… relaxed you, would you put that in my head?”
“Inadvertent. Apologies.” She kissed his cheek, rose. “I’ve got to get back upstairs.”
“Give us a hand.” He held one up to her. “As you’ve thoroughly relaxed me as well.”
They clasped forearms, and when he stood with her, she wrapped around him one more time. “It’s sleeting outside.”
“All right.”
“And we just had really terrific pool sex. It’s a high point.” She stepped up and out of the pool. “You and Mira were right. My head’s clearer, and I’m going to go back to work fresher for the break.”
“Did she suggest you have sex?”
“She wasn’t specific.” She grabbed a towel, tossed him one. “But she wanted me to take an hour. “Parsens – that’s the female killer – had a kid with James, her partner. I’ll fill you in on all of it, but he was doing a short stint in the Oklahoma State Pen, and she had a kid. She drove back to her mother’s, played a tune, then left with valuables, and left the kid behind. Walked out one night, never looked back.”
Saying nothing, he turned Eve toward him, folded her in.
“It’s not the same. The kid’s going to be okay. The kid’s better off.”
“But it brings back memories. It pokes at old wounds.”
