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modern architecture. The fourth wall had a huge sandstone fireplace with rust,
gray and tan hues that complemented the earthy colors of the paintings. Bulky
furniture completed the room. Simple, sturdy and comfortable, with a hint of
sophistication—it all matched the man. He guided her past the couch and to the
stairs. When they reached the top, Blake turned to her. “I need to get the dust
off. Bath or shower?”
    She bit her lip. “Indecision. Indecision.” She backed away,
deliberating as she circled him. He watched her perusal over his shoulder as
she stopped behind him. “Bath, I think.” He’d shed his chaps in the barn. Such
a shame. Fantasizing about him in nothing but those chaps, tight ass peeking
over leather-clad thighs, had been her favorite pastime over the last few
weeks.
    “I’ll be right in.” He nudged her toward the door at the end
of he hall. “Start the water.” He couldn’t seem to help chuckling at the sexy
pout she threw him. “Go on.”
    Liza marveled at the size of the bathroom. She leaned over
the tub and turned on the taps, hoping his hot water heater was up to filling
the massive thing. Rummaging under the sink, she found a dust-covered bottle of
bubbles. Pleased the smell was a spicy eucalyptus and not something sweet, she
poured some of the rich, sage-colored liquid into the water flow. Undressing
quickly and sinking into the soothing water, Liza enjoyed the temperature and
the perfectly positioned headrest. She relaxed, closed her eyes and waited.
    She opened her eyes when she heard his bare feet on the wood
floor. Brazenly, he walked into the room naked except for his cowboy hat. His
gaze connected with hers as he set two beers and a couple of condoms next to
the tub. Fixated on the way his leg muscles flexed when he crouched next to
her, Liza had to work hard to swallow. She followed the lean lines of his
thighs to find his cock standing out proudly from his body, bobbing from his
movements. She was sure her head bobbed along with it, like a car ornament.
    He ran the tips of his fingers through the bubbles gathered
at her breasts. “Didn’t know I had bubble bath.” He was watching her face, not
the dizzying circles he was making on one of her breasts. The stormy hunger in
his intense eyes made her shiver more than his caress. Her nervousness was
threatening to resurface. Seeing his need for her, she knew her emotions
mirrored his.
    “It was…I found it under the sink.” As she spoke, he stepped
into the tub and sank into the warm water facing her.
    Leaning back, he groaned. “Perfect.” His hands reached for
Liza’s ankles, traced the line of her leg as he leaned forward, his eyes never
leaving hers. He reached her hips and pulled her astride his powerful thighs,
sloshing water and sliding her body forward until her pussy fit snugly against
his cock. He pressed his lips to hers, wet fingers holding her head, kissing
her with an urgency that Liza felt to her toes. She moaned, returning his
urgency, rubbing her breasts on his wet chest and reaching through his hair to
deepen he kiss.
    His hands roamed her back, teased down over the curves of
her ass, then gripped her and pulled her closer. He ground his soap-slickened
shaft against her. She broke the kiss and let her head fall back, holding on to
his neck, swaying her hips, indulging in the rhythm. Warm fingers traced her
side, back up her body, and cupped her breasts as their lower bodies moved
together.
    “God, you’re amazing!”
    His words barely registered. A lust-induced haze held her
attention to the feel of his shaft caressing her clit.
    He peppered her neck and chest with featherlight kisses,
moving down, kissing her nipples and the sensitive undersides of her breasts.
Each brush of his lips sent tiny shivers down her spine, making her eventually
lose time with his thrusts. She opened her eyes on a gasp as he lifted her to
the back ledge of the tub, spreading her legs, leaving her pussy at his