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“Take me home first. I want you naked this time.”
Steam, mixed with the scentof jasmine, fills the enclosed bathroom. Though I don’t need any additional aphrodisiac other than Dee, the flickering glow of candles and the misty air provide an intimate, seductive haven.
The water cascades down her like a waterfall, slicking back her curls and spilling over every salacious curve. I move in close until our bodies touch.
“Thank you.” She sips at the drops rolling off my chin. “For the entire evening…every romantic detail. You went to so much trouble for me.”
“It was no trouble, Dee. I just did what I hoped would please you.”
“Youplease me.” Her mouth slides over mine, opening, kissing. “You attended to my every need. Now it’s my turn.”
Dee shifts around to come up behind me, and reaches for my shampoo. With the water streaming over me, I plant my palms on the cool tile for balance and close my eyes, anticipating the feel of her magical fingers. When it comes, my sigh bounces off the wet walls.
She tips my head back and lathers my hair, her fingers like soft tentacles massage my scalp, temples, and behind my ears. She takes her time, drawing blissful sounds from me before guiding my head under the shower spray to rinse. Next, I hear the snap of plastic opening, smell my body gel, then—
Her soap-covered hands rub across my shoulders. She digs her thumbs and fingers into the spots where I carry my tension—dissolving the knots with a deep, firm pressure.
“Mm…”
“Good?” she asks, using her knuckles in a counter-clockwise roll.
“Mm-hmm.” Too good for words.
Dee adds more soap and dances her sudsy hands over my back, working down my spine…my ass…my legs. She glides back up my thighs and urges me to turn around, unabashedly eyeing my erection as she strokes her hand down my shaft and gently palms my heavy sac.
I’ve never known a sexier woman. No one has ever had such carnal control over my body. That literally has me by the balls.
She presses her mouth to my pecs, to the flat disks, bringing them stiff with her agile tongue, creating rings of fire with the jerk of her fist. It’s ecstasy and agony all rolled into one. But as much as I want to bend her over and take control, my feet are glued in place, not one cell in my body is willing to end this playful torment.
“I love how you feel.” Her hand tightens on my twitching cock. “How hard you get. And I really love this.” Before I can respond, she descends to the floor of the tub, and kisses the head with tiny, fleeting pecks.
“You’re killing me.”
Those crystal amber eyes look up and her smile is that of an angel’s. Though with my cock this near to her lips, she looks more the sinful kind, sent to Earth to grant my every erotic fantasy.
“I love having my mouth on you,” she murmurs. “Love the way you taste. The sounds you make when you’re about to come.”
Her explicit words, throaty voice, and the sight of her wet breasts send me into a full boil. “Suck me, Dee.”
“I plan to.” Her lips widen then close around the tip.
“Ah…your mouth.” I snake my fingers through her hair to stay afoot as she takes me past the groove, and deeper.
Dee isn’t tentative. With the billowy steam pluming between us, she sucks me into a sexual vortex that leaves my mind oblivious to anything but her warm, soft hands and hot, silken mouth. Stripped to the basest level, my restraint collapses under the extreme pleasure. I thrust betweenher lips and she takes it all, sucking me harder and faster, moaning little feral purrs that vibrate from her throat and skitter up my spine.
There is no way to stop the avalanche of sharp-edged need, the storm force that rips free and spins out with the untamed power of release. I come; an intense, breath-stealing climax that squeezes my chest and reaches down into my gut with a hard, wrenching fist. Dee swallows, watching me lose control, drawing out every groan, every shudder until I’m tapped. Depleted. Wiped out.
“Damn, baby.” I catch my breath. “You destroy me.”
She smiles and licks her lips, as if still tasting me there. I pull her up for a kiss, her tongue a tangle of flavors—hers and mine. The lust that she had thoroughly drained from me only moments ago comes flooding back. But I force myself to go slow, to let the urgency build again.
“My turn.” I slide Dee around and settle her back against my chest.
She leans into me with a husky murmur. I massage a liberal amount of vanilla body wash over her shoulders and down her arms. My mouth seeks her neck as I run my hands around her lush breasts, reveling in the elongated peak of her nipples.
Dee’s body is a treasure grove of curves and dips, an unlimited array of sensual discoveries. My hand slides down the groove of her waist to the womanly mound of her stomach, and the smooth satin between her legs.
“Ohh.” She widens her stance in welcome and I press two fingers inside.
