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“After what you did to me with your tongue? Hell yeah.” I can’t hide my smile, remembering exactly what he did to me so easily.

I should have been embarrassed, spreading my legs like that in front of his face, but after the carnal look he gave me, all of my inhibitions melted away.

He bites down on his bottom lip. I think he’s trying to gauge if I’m joking.

I may not have been with a man in ten years, but I know I want to be with Fynn.

With him it feels like coming home.

After what happened tonight, it only fueled the fire. And that fire is roaring.

For him, only for him.

“Baby cakes, this complicates things.”

I frown. “And having your head between my legs doesn’t?”

He pushes off the wall. “We were in the moment.”

“So you don’t want me?”

“Of course I fucking want you,” he says, as if I’m crazy. “You’ve no idea how much.”

“Then stop being a baby and get in the water.”

He smirks, then he kicks off his shoes, leaning down to pull his socks off. Slowly, as if he’s just doing it on purpose, he reaches to his pants and undoes the belt.

My mouth waters as I watch his hands. His eyes never leave me.

I want to see his cock. I want to see him completely naked, because I know that his body is even better than I could ever imagine in any dream.

He drops his pants, his boxer briefs too, and my eyes dip as his dick springs out.

I stare at it, unable to fathom how I could forget what a beautiful thing it is.

“You like what you see?” He sheaths his cock a couple of times as my eyes go wide. Then he laughs.

I don’t even answer; he knows I like what I see.

He undoes the buttons on his shirt, discards it, and moves toward the bath in all his glory.

His cock hangs heavily between his legs, a dark smattering of hair making my insides turn to jelly.

His body, as predicted, is insane. Perfectly chiseled abs, broad, thick shoulders, and thighs that I could have wrapped around me for days. Holy shit, he’s the whole package.

“If you keep staring at it, I’ll get a complex.”

My eyes lift to his guiltily. How do I tell him it’s the first penis I’ve seen since… I swallow hard. I can’t tell him that. He’d think I was insane. Ten years without sex is a long time.

He walks toward the bath, steps in, and slides down the opposite side. This is the biggest bathtub I’ve ever seen.

“This girly shit ain’t half bad,” he muses, swatting some of the bubbles away.

I can stretch my legs out and not even touch him.

Fynn naked, holy shit. He’s a god. Literally, a fucking god.

“Note to self: next time, don’t use half a bottle of bubble bath,” I say sweetly.

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