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“It isn’t as elaborate as Max’s, but my home is much smaller and easier to watch.”

“You’ve thought of everything.”

“One can never be too careful.”

It seemed a little overboard, but considering she was the one under fire, Kate was happy for the effort.

Richard reached over and turned on the Jacuzzi.

Steam and bubbles erupted from the tub. The scent

of chlorine grew evident in the air.

“Should I get my suit?” she quizzed.

With a tilt of the head he asked, “Do you think you’ll need it?”

His question sent a tingle straight to her sex and a smile to her face. Looking around the rooftop, Kate noticed the absolute privacy Richard had created. With the sun only a memory on the horizon and the glow of light from the TV set and hot tub she realized no one could see them.

They could make love outside and no one would know.

Thinking about it gave her a thrill.

After taking a sip of wine and setting the glass on the table, Kate reached around her waist and pulled her top from her chest.

“That’s my girl.”

Kate smiled and kicked off her sandals. Within seconds, she stood in only a bra and panties.

“Two can play at this game,” she told Richard who was inclined to watch with a heated stare instead of joining her.

“Oh, I don’t know… I’m thinking of pulling up a chair and kicking back.”

The heat that would normally flood her cheeks, instead heated her insides.

He wanted a show did he? Well who am I to argue?

Turning so Richard had a view of her backside, Kate reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. Slowly she slipped her arms from the restraints, before tossing the undergarment at the happy voyeur.

He groaned but made good on his threat and sat in the nearest chair.

With a chuckle, and more self-confidence than she knew she possessed, she walked over to the steps of the hot tub and placed one slender foot on the first step. Testing the water with a finger, she

brought her hand back up and let the liquid drop onto her breast.

He still only watched.

Wanting him to do more than stare, Kate traced the edge of the silk panties with her thumbs before bending at the waist and methodically removing them. With a flick of the wrist, the panties followed her bra and ended up in Richard’s lap.

Climbing the steps fully naked, Kate heard his breath pull in. It sounded painful. She picked up one leg and stepped in, pausing briefly so he had the perfect view of the curls between her legs.

The soothing water settled at the level of her ni**les when she leaned back and spread her arms along the back of the tub.

“Aren’t you coming?”

He lifted a brow at her pun. Within ten seconds, he stood by the tub naked and erect. Her gaze stayed on his sex. No matter how often she saw him, she was always impressed.

In the Jacuzzi, he covered her body with his and captured her lips. She moaned. Lips and teeth found her buoyant breast. He feasted on them as if they were a meal. Each sensation heightened by the warmth of the water and feel of the jets pulsing between her legs. A small tug and her body’s awareness skyrocketed. His hands traced her side before slipping between her legs. On impulse, she reached for him and stroked his length. His fingers plunged and circled causing desperation within seconds.

She wanted this to last, wanted his pleasure to soar to new heights. When he moved closer, Kate placed both hands on his chest and pushed him away. He moved his hands to her hips and questioned her with his eyes.

“Not yet.” Guiding him back to a circulating jet, she took over.

She removed his hands from her hips and placed

each one to the sides of the tub.

“Keep them there.”

“Why?”

She traced her lips with her tongue. “You’ll see.” Leaning back on her heels, she ran the length of his body with her fingers. Hands circled his tight butt and lifted. Balancing his hips on her knees with little effort because of the weightlessness of the water, she had his penis protruding from the steam.

Her hands quickly covered him and began to move. His head leaned back but his eyes never left hers. She moved her head forward until she felt his heat against her cheek. Her tongue stroked his length, all the while their eyes locked. His breath held. Lips wrapped around his smooth tip. Once she buried it in her mouth, his breath escaped in one harsh roar. His head fell back, unable to hold itself up with the pleasure she knew she gave him.

Wanting him completely, she relaxed the muscles in her throat and took him to the hilt, drawing back with a slight suck and plunged him in again. His hips buckled and started to pulse. One hand held his base and caressed his sack, while she kept him on the edge of completion.

His fingers clenched and his face grimaced as if he were in pain.

“Stop or I’ll lose it.”

Kate hummed and moved faster. Making it clear she had no intention of stopping until she was done.

Richard’s white knuckles clenched but he never moved his hands from the side of the hot tub.

His body tightened. She took him completely over and over until he pulsed into her in one hot and steady flow.

Her mouth went numb with his taste. As his body and his sex settled, she let him slip away. She licked her lips and savored his essence.

“Can I move my hands now?” he asked with a grin.

“Yes,” she whispered.

He moved in and pulled her close. “You are incredible. You didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to.”

“You swallowed. I can’t tell you how sexy that is.” He nuzzled her neck. “No one has ever swallowed before.”

“Why is that such a turn on for men?” He moved her to the steps on the inside of the tub. “It just is!”

Her bottom rested on the top step, her chest started to chill, and her ni**les grew taut. After capturing one of her hands, he placed it on the side of the tub, as she had done.

“Two can play at this game.”

Oh please!

As if sensing her desire, he pushed her other hand to the edge. “Stay,” he commanded.

Richard kissed his way down her body. The stubble of his chin grazed her belly and had her knees falling apart in anticipation. Her frame floated to the surface giving him the access they both desired.

He grumbled a laugh. “Anxious are you?” Moving lower, she felt his cool breath hovering above her.

He hesitated.

“Please,” she begged.

“Ah… it seems I’ve found something you like.” He pulled one of her legs up and rested it on his shoulders. She lifted the other to match.


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