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                  "Did you enjoy showing yourself to me in the baths?"
                  Her eyes were closed tightly now. His hands stilled.
                  "Lila. Did you?"
                  She drew in a deep breath.
                  "Yes."
                  His hands began their circles again, now rotating around her sides and between her breasts, but not touching them directly.
                  "You thought the sight of your body would arouse me?"
                  He rubbed the back of his hands lightly over her nipples, making her jerk in surprise.
                  "I- yes!"
                  "Do you like the way I'm touching you?"
                  She moaned in frustrated pleasure. Malcolm chuckled and moved between her legs, lifting them gently apart so he could kneel between them. Instinctively, she tried to close them but he held her firmly until she stilled.
                  Then he began again. Running his hands up her thighs to her apex. Smaller and smaller circles, closer and closer to her entrance. She twitched as his fingers brushed her there.
                  "Is there something specific you would like me to do Lila?"
                  She was panting, her tiny hands balled into fists.
                  "Yes."
                  "Do you want me to touch you here?"
                  His finger slid up and down between her puffy nether lips. They were slick with oil and just inside, her desire.
                  "Oh!"
                  "Should I stop?"
                  "No- oh please!"
                  Slowly he rubbed his finger up and down, using his other hand to circle over her mound.
                  "Please what?"
                  "Please- do not stop!"
                  He grinned and lowered his head to her sweetness. His tongue lapped at her, tasting her salty musk. Then he pushed it inside her, groaning at the feel of her silky tight walls pressing down on him. Above, his fingers found her jewel and danced over it rapidly, exerting the barest pressure.
                  Kalila was thrashing on the bed now, her hips bucking against his mouth. He moaned and grabbed her hips with both hands, using his shoulders to hold her thighs down. The sweetest sounds were coming from her lips as she cried out in ecstasy.
                  Malcolm stopped as soon as he felt her begin to tip over the edge.
                  A soft cry of protest made him smile and he lowered his head again.
                  Twice more he brought her to the edge and stopped, until she was weeping in frustration. Finally he allowed her to peak, reveling in her pleasure. He felt her body convulsing around his tongue as he lapped up her sweet nectar.
                  He placed a chaste kiss on her mound and lifted himself up to lie by her side. He had not achieved his release, and yet he felt well satisfied. Well, nearly. He leaned on his shoulder to look down at the Princess.
                  She was smiling up at him, looking not unlike a sleepy cat who'd just lapped a bowl of cream. He moaned and pulled her into his arms. This time she was soft and pliant. Her breath tickled his ear.
                  "Why did you not do that sooner Scotsman?"
                  A startled laugh escaped his lips, loud enough to be heard on deck. He had to admit, she had a valid question.
                  Why not indeed?
     
     
     
     
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                  Kalila rolled over in the bed, feeling restless. They were nearly at port. She had no idea what to expect in this strange new land. Do-ver they called it. Her new home.
                  She stared at the