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Still, he’d explained. According to their contract he didn’t have to do that while they were playing. He was already bending for her, so she nodded and moved away from him.
    “It’s in the back, through my bedroom,” he explained.
    Well, it hadn’t been everything she’d hoped for, but that kiss had proven they were incendiary.
    And that if she was going to get through the night, she needed some relief. She walked through the bedroom, not really seeing it. All she could think about was Flynn’s hands on her. The shower was running, steam coming out of what looked to be a truly spectacular bathroom. There was a massive tub that had probably been built for three and a shower that was big enough to have an orgy in. She shucked her clothes and stepped into the shower with one thought only—finding some relief.
    She moved under the rainfall showerhead and sighed. Naturally he’d gotten it to the perfect temperature. Everything the man did with the exception of that first night was perfect. He even had the perfect excuse to not sleep with her tonight. She couldn’t complain since he was trying to ensure her comfort.
    She would rather have him. He would be the perfect comfort after a shitty, shitty day.
    He was likely out there right now calling in an order for Kung Pao chicken. They would sit in front of that god-awful enormous television of his and when he was certain she wasn’t going to die on him, he would drive her home.
    Damn, but she wished he hadn’t changed his mind. She let her hand drift down, pretending it was his. His hands had been big and callused and they’d felt so right on her skin.
    She could imagine them cupping her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. He would put his mouth there eventually, but the man seemed to like to take his time.
    Not that she had much of it. He would probably think she’d slipped in the shower if she wasn’t fairly quick.
    She let her hand slide down to her clit. She needed this. She needed him, but he’d changed his mind so this would have to do.
    It wasn’t like she hadn’t handled herself before. This was how she’d dealt with sexual frustration since her marriage. There hadn’t been time for dating after the divorce so it had been her and her happy right hand.
    She envisioned that it was Flynn’s hand running over her clitoris down to her pussy. It was his hand getting her hot and wet.
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
    She screamed and nearly slipped. She would have fallen had Flynn not been there to catch her. In his very naked arms. Which went with the rest of his naked, muscular body.
    Holy hell.
    He lifted her up with ease and set her back on her feet. His dark eyes were staring down at her. They held her for a moment but then she couldn’t help but look at him. Because he was really there. So there. Beautifully, gorgeously there.
    He had a big dick. It was hard and damn near reached his navel, which was attached to some spectacularly defined abs. Washboard abs. She’d heard the term, seen them on TV. God, that guy in Dart had gorgeous abs, but this was the first time she’d seen washboard abs up close and personal.
    She kind of wanted to lick them.
    “I asked you a question, Amy. I expect an answer. Eyes up here.”
    She was fairly certain her whole body went a nice shade of pink. “I thought we were done playing. You’re naked.”
    Smart. That was smart, Captain Obvious . His shoulders were so broad. She’d thought they’d looked broad in his shirt. They were even broader without clothes. He shouldn’t ever wear clothes. He looked so yummy without them.
    His hand came out, tilting her chin back up because her eyes seemed determined to roam his body. “I thought it was best since we were going to take a shower. I can see that you’ve made the wise decision to shower undressed as well. However, I think you’re about to find that deciding to masturbate was an unwise choice.”
    She winced. He’d caught her