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“Do you want some water? Janelle said it was important to keep hydrated, especially during the detox steps.”

She didn’t open her eyes but held out her hand and answered, “Sure.”

I handed a new bottle to her and guzzled down most of my own. C’mon light, turn on.

She took a sip. “This is so relaxing. I could stay in here all day.” When the light finally flashed on, my eyes swung to her. “The light’s on. It’s time to hit the next station.”

She didn’t move a muscle, but her lips curved into a cunning smile. I stood up, hoping to move this along faster. My eyes remained fixed on her as I didn’t want to miss a thing. I was prepared for her to scramble for her robe or her bikini top to cover up and I wanted to look my fill while I could.

I waited with bated breath until finally, she rose gracefully out of the tub. She didn’t try to hide herself. Her beauty and confidence made her look like a goddess rising from the sea. Her perfect feminine curves and pert breasts glistened in the light as tiny droplets of water ran down her skin. Her breasts were round and full, with nipples that matched the color of her lips, a dark, dusty pink. I wanted to reach out and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin and run my fingers over her every curve.

Her beauty mesmerized me. “Your, uh, breasts are... really nice.”

She cupped both of them in her hands, bit her lip, and then swiped her thumbs over her nipples. Bloody hell, my cock was throbbing.

She arched a brow. “Why, thank you. But what were you really going to say? Before you censored yourself?”

I blinked at her. She was right; I hadn’t wanted to sound like a crude arsehole. “Uh, your chebs are braw.”

“Is that a compliment?” She picked up her bikini top from the floor.

“It is, Sunshine. I wish I were more poetic, but trust me, lass, your tits are magnificent.”

To my dismay, she covered them up with the robe. “Let’s see what’s next.”

I followed her out the door and to the next station,Step 4: The Rain Shower.Summer disrobed before stepping into the small enclosure and this time I was within reaching distance of her phenomenal body. Christ, it was torture.

The air was heavy with moisture and thick with a floral smell I couldn’t identify. Summer pressed the start button on the electronic pad and a gentle and warm stream of water fell from two showerheads in the ceiling. Sounds of a tropical jungle, calling birds and buzzing insects mixed with the sound of wind shaking the branches of trees, were piped in from somewhere.

Summer was rinsing her hair and scrubbing a few clay clusters that were still stuck to her skin in the water. She wasn’t even paying attention to the fact that I was standing right beside her. When she was satisfied, she reached for her discarded bikini top and began rinsing it under the water.

“Make sure you get all the clay off you,” she advised.

I half-heartedly used my hands to rub at my chest and arms. “I’d rather help you. Are you sure you’ve got everything clean?”

She turned to me. I had to suck in a breath — her nipples were practically touching my chest. “How about you make sure?”

“Can I touch you?” my voice sounded hoarse.

Water streamed down her face as she looked up at me. “Yes.”

I hesitantly reached out and ran my fingers over her shoulders. She made a noise of encouragement, a feminine mewl that turned my cock to stone. I traced a path down her arms and then looked into her eyes. The look on my face must have been one of lust because she shuddered slightly in response. I held my breath as I let my palms slide over her tight nipples. Her breathing was shallow as I circled them with my thumbs until she trembled and moaned softly. A thundering need tore through me.

Suddenly, the water turned off. I groaned as she stepped away from my hands. She scurried out of the room, clutching her robe and her bikini top to her chest.

I trailed behind her. The next room was called theCrystal Meditation and Color Therapy Room. The room contained cushions and pillows scattered across the floor and had a large crystal in each corner that sat on a pillar. Lining the edges of the room were trays laden with crystals and glass orbs. Overhead, a series of track lighting shined different colors that reflected off the crystals and bounced different colors all over the entire room. The effect was a mix somewhere between New Age spiritualism and hippie psychedelic, but as I sat next to a topless Summer, calm meditation was not on my mind. There was a lot of energy in the room; I could feel it radiating between us, but it wasn’t from the crystals. It was pure sexual desire.

I brushed a strand of wet hair away from her face and leaned in to kiss her. She welcomed me with open lips and soon, our tongues were playing together. I cupped the back of her head with my hand, deepening the kiss further. I wanted to feel every inch of her body, to get lost in it.

Feeling my rock-hard erection, she made a sound in the back of her throat and shifted, wrapping her legs around my torso so that I could feel her heat through my swim trunks. I growled as I reached down to cup her ass. She shivered at my touch and began to move against me slowly.

Her breathing quickened as she brought her mouth close to mine again, our lips barely touching as we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues. She tasted like strawberries, sweet and intoxicating.

I ran my hands up and down her body, exploring every curve, feeling every inch of her skin against mine. My fingers traced lazy circles on her curves and dips, eliciting moans from both of us. Her passionate response only increased my need for more; I wanted to explore further but was afraid of going too far too fast.

Summer seemed to sense this and took the lead by reaching down between us and tugging at the waistband of my trunks. Not needing any more encouragement, I pulled Summer’s bikini bottom to the side and stroked her clit until she was rocking against my hand. I sunk my fingers inside her and her moans turned into desperate pleas for more.

I laid her back against the pillows and quickly removed her bikini bottom. Pushing open her knees, I looked my fill as her flesh was painted in multi-colored lights from the lights flashing above. I didn’t have a condom, so as much as I wanted to sink inside her, I couldn’t. Instead, I planned to give her the orgasm of her life using my fingers and mouth.

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