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would react. Which was a big part of the
delightful challenge.
           “Oh, I think I’m going to swoon, that was
so romantic,” brunette number one, or maybe two, said. He couldn’t be sure and
didn’t care. She’d pegged the nature of his kiss exactly.
           Stacy shook her head, and some of focus
returned to her eyes. She wriggled in his arms. He loosened his hold to a mere
grasp of her arms, but he didn’t let her go completely.
           “That was a taste of what’s to come,” he
leaned in to whisper, his mouth against the shell of her ear. “I promised you
ecstasy, remember? I’m prepared to do anything to provide it.”
           She was silent for two beats of his heart.
“Anything?”
           And he knew he had her. “Oh yeah.”
           Pushing lightly at his shoulders to gain a
few scant inches of distance, her gaze once again mapped his face, her eyes a
deep, thoughtful green. “All right. But you remember, you don’t come through with the goods, I’m outta here.”
           “Deal, sweetheart.” Then he grabbed her
hand before she could change her mind and pulled her from amid their avaricious
audience.
           “And stop calling me sweetheart,” she
hissed for his ears alone.
           “Yes, dear.”
           
    * * * * *
           
           That kiss. Stacy shivered as the full
impact of it sizzled through her once more. She still felt drugged by it as Jud
led her upstairs. He’d scrambled her brains. He’d melted her bones. And she had
the feeling that though he was the
one who promised her anything, she’d
actually agreed to something completely different. Not to mention that wild
spark of jealousy when she’d actually been thinking he was sizing up the three
stooges for triple fun. She had to keep repeating in her head that this was just a sexual challenge, one she had no
desire to turn down.
           Jud unlocked the door to a room that wasn’t
a bedroom like most of the other private rooms. Instead, a large circular tub
surrounded by gleaming marble tile sat at one end. Steam rose from the water
and fogged the mirror behind it.
           “We’re going to do a little hot- tubbing ?”
           Jud smiled. “Nothing quite so mundane. I’m
going to bathe you. And you’re going to bathe me.”
           “But I just spent an evening preparing
myself. Why do it all over again?” Though thinking about giving Jud an intimate
water massage was extremely appealing.
           “And I’m clean as a whistle, but bathing
isn’t just about getting clean.”
           To Jud, everything was a sensual adventure.
She spun on her heel to survey the rest of the room. On the opposite end, piled
atop plush cream-colored carpeting, lay a thick dark blue futon covered by a
mountain of pillows. Along the wall between the tub and the makeshift pleasure
bed was a cabinet filled with a smorgasbord of sexual toys running the gamut
from vibrators and dildos to cock rings and specialty condoms.
           “Gee, everything a girl could ask for.”
           “And more.”
           She tipped her head, eyeing him
speculatively. And appreciatively. “Pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you?” She
raised her hands to encompass the room and all its apparent preparation. “What
if I’d decided not to come tonight?”
           He lowered his head, smiling as if he had
some private thought. “With me or by yourself, I knew you’d come tonight.” He
loosened his tie a notch. “And I’m always prepared for any eventuality.” He
took her hand. “Now show me what you’re wearing under all that leather.” Husky
command entered his voice, and his dark eyes melted to the color of cognac.
           She’d done sexy stripteases for men, but
something in Jud’s look made her want to rip her clothes off her body. Though
she didn’t have much to strip off. Maybe she should have worn some frilly
lingerie to entice