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“That would be the plan.”
Anya groaned and stood up. She walked around him through the water and came to sit on the ledge at his side.
Daniel raised a leg out of the water and put his foot in her lap. “No tickling,” he ordered.
“This dress wasn’t meant to get wet, you know.”
“You could take it off.”
She glared at him.
“Just a suggestion. Not an order.” Daniel winked at her. “You know, for someone who claims poverty and supposedly sends all her money to her brother…you dress very chic.”
“I make all my clothes. This dress—”
“Zatdress?”
Anya stuck her tongue out at him. “Oui, zis drezzonly took a day to make and maybe…ten dollars? Fifteen?Mamanand I made all the little ones’ clothes.”
Daniel studied her dress for the first time, rather than the woman in it. Though it was a simple pink sundress, nothing about it looked cheap to his eyes.
“Have you thought about going to design school?” he asked. “Or starting your own line? You’re incredibly talented.”
She bent over and gathered water in her cupped hands. Pouring it over his calf and foot she merely shrugged. “Once all the children are through school, then I will think about it.”
“How old is the youngest?”
“Seven.”
“Seven? You’re going to wait eleven years before going to school?”
Making no reply, Anya lathered up her hands again and ran her soapy fingers up and down his legs. He noted that she stopped at his knee, seemingly fearing to move farther up his leg. Probably a wise decision. Her delicate fingers on his skin both moved him to arousal and also simply…moved him. This girl was so much younger than him, so inexperienced. Had he ever been with a virgin before? No. Never. Even the girl he’d lost his virginity to had been with one person before him.
“Anya?”
“I’ll be thirty-five,” she said, smiling. “And I think that’s a perfect age.”
“I’m thirty-eight.”
She released a sigh of pure disgust. “Terrible. I’ll have to make you a cane.”
At the word “cane,” Daniel reached out and grabbed Anya by the wrist. With one tug he had her in the water. She yelped at the sudden move, but didn’t fight when he forced her to straddle his thighs.
“Never say ‘cane’ around a dominant.” Daniel wrapped his arms around her lower back and whispered into her ear, “I’ll get ideas.”
He held her on him, letting her feel through the lace of her panties how much he wanted her. She tried to wrench free of his tight grasp, to no avail. Until she said her safe word, he wouldn’t back off an inch.
“Do you fantasize about that?” Daniel asked as he ran his hands possessively up her back, feeling the fabric of her dress dampen with his touch. “About bending over my bed while I cane you?”
She closed her eyes tight and rested her forehead on his shoulder. She didn’t answer in words but he felt her nod.
Daniel slipped his other hand under her dress and let it rest high on her thigh. Her soft skin felt so smooth and warm in the steaming bath water. What he wouldn’t give to have her naked against him.
Anya let out a low groan.
Daniel squeezed her thigh and let his hand inch a little higher.
Slowly, Anya wound her arms around his shoulders. He felt her hands, balled into nervous fists, finally start to unclench.
