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Holly tugged on his hair.
“Mmm?” he said, letting his mouth skim the water droplets from the column of her throat, sucking the heady taste of her mixed with the water, knowing it’d do nothing to quench his thirst.
“Shouldn’t we check on the tub to make sure it isn’t overflowing?”
“In a sec.”
“I’m serious. What if it’s spilling over the edge and soaking the carpet? And dripping water into the room below us—”
“Relax. It’ll be fine.” Nick cupped her breasts and pushed them together so he could tongue both her nipples.
She trembled and a low moan drifted from her parted lips.
When he sank his teeth into a beaded tip, she gasped.
“Does that hurt?”
“No. Ah. Just the opposite. With those nips and bites I can almost…”
“Can you come like this?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“Then I’m gonna make it happen.” Nick purred against her slick flesh. “God, I love your tits. I know that ain’t politically correct, but these beauties are so damn tempting.”
He gorged himself on the taste of her, the feel of her, her uninhibited response as she bumped her hips closer to his. The whimpering moans vibrating from her chest traveled to his lips and straight to his cock.
A particularly high-pitched gasp burst from Holly’s mouth. “Harder. Nick. Please.”
Without missing a beat, he sucked and tweaked the left nipple hard as she began to come. Nick looked at her, her head thrown back in abandon, completely unaware of the water pounding on her as she greedily took all the pleasure he offered.
When she expelled another one of those sexy, dreamy sighs, he licked his way back up her throat. “How was that?”
“Different.” Holly opened her eyes and smiled at him. “No need for that ego to flare in defense. It was good different. A very good different since I’ve never had that happen before. It wasn’t the same type as when you were sucking on my…”
He lifted a brow. “Your what?”
“You know.” She blushed harder. “Made my whole body tingly.”
“I could get used to making you tingly.” Nick captured her mouth in a thorough kiss and reached behind her to shut off the shower. “Probably we’d better go check on the tub.”
“Omigod. I totally forgot!”
“Then I must’ve been doin’ something right. Come on,” he said, grabbing her hand.
Holly bit back another sigh as she followed Nick’s muscular naked body into the main part of the bathroom.
Nick kept hold of her hand as she swung her legs over the ledge and sank into the steaming water. “This is the perfect temperature.”
“But it is a little full. Maybe I should do a cannonball to get rid of the excess water.”
She cocked her head at him. “I wouldn’t recommend it.”
Laughing, he climbed in with total grace. “But I want you to be impressed with my cannonball skills.”
“Trust me, I’m plenty impressed with your other skills.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“So you don’t wanna hear about the summer nights I spent at Keyhole Reservoir with my brother and my cousins? Having cannonball contests to see who could get the girls the wettest?”
Hands down, Nick got her the wettest of any man she’d ever known and he didn’t have to perform a cannonball to prove it. Would he think she was lame if she mentioned it? Or would he laugh? She loved to hear his laugh.
“You’re thinking too much again. C’mere.” Nick brought her onto his lap, pressed her back to his chest and nestled her butt in his groin. He stretched his arms across the lip of the tub and her head fit perfectly in the space between his shoulder and his neck.
With the lights dimmed, surrounded by hot water and hot man, another sigh slipped free.
“Comfy?”
“Mmm.”
“Want the jets on?”
“Do you?”
“Maybe for a bit.”
“Whatever you want.”
His breath tickled her ear. “Why is it you’re so accommodating?”
“You sound surprised.”
“I guess I am. I sorta figured in your line of
Holly tugged on his hair.
“Mmm?” he said, letting his mouth skim the water droplets from the column of her throat, sucking the heady taste of her mixed with the water, knowing it’d do nothing to quench his thirst.
“Shouldn’t we check on the tub to make sure it isn’t overflowing?”
“In a sec.”
“I’m serious. What if it’s spilling over the edge and soaking the carpet? And dripping water into the room below us—”
“Relax. It’ll be fine.” Nick cupped her breasts and pushed them together so he could tongue both her nipples.
She trembled and a low moan drifted from her parted lips.
When he sank his teeth into a beaded tip, she gasped.
“Does that hurt?”
“No. Ah. Just the opposite. With those nips and bites I can almost…”
“Can you come like this?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“Then I’m gonna make it happen.” Nick purred against her slick flesh. “God, I love your tits. I know that ain’t politically correct, but these beauties are so damn tempting.”
He gorged himself on the taste of her, the feel of her, her uninhibited response as she bumped her hips closer to his. The whimpering moans vibrating from her chest traveled to his lips and straight to his cock.
A particularly high-pitched gasp burst from Holly’s mouth. “Harder. Nick. Please.”
Without missing a beat, he sucked and tweaked the left nipple hard as she began to come. Nick looked at her, her head thrown back in abandon, completely unaware of the water pounding on her as she greedily took all the pleasure he offered.
When she expelled another one of those sexy, dreamy sighs, he licked his way back up her throat. “How was that?”
“Different.” Holly opened her eyes and smiled at him. “No need for that ego to flare in defense. It was good different. A very good different since I’ve never had that happen before. It wasn’t the same type as when you were sucking on my…”
He lifted a brow. “Your what?”
“You know.” She blushed harder. “Made my whole body tingly.”
“I could get used to making you tingly.” Nick captured her mouth in a thorough kiss and reached behind her to shut off the shower. “Probably we’d better go check on the tub.”
“Omigod. I totally forgot!”
“Then I must’ve been doin’ something right. Come on,” he said, grabbing her hand.
Holly bit back another sigh as she followed Nick’s muscular naked body into the main part of the bathroom.
Nick kept hold of her hand as she swung her legs over the ledge and sank into the steaming water. “This is the perfect temperature.”
“But it is a little full. Maybe I should do a cannonball to get rid of the excess water.”
She cocked her head at him. “I wouldn’t recommend it.”
Laughing, he climbed in with total grace. “But I want you to be impressed with my cannonball skills.”
“Trust me, I’m plenty impressed with your other skills.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“So you don’t wanna hear about the summer nights I spent at Keyhole Reservoir with my brother and my cousins? Having cannonball contests to see who could get the girls the wettest?”
Hands down, Nick got her the wettest of any man she’d ever known and he didn’t have to perform a cannonball to prove it. Would he think she was lame if she mentioned it? Or would he laugh? She loved to hear his laugh.
“You’re thinking too much again. C’mere.” Nick brought her onto his lap, pressed her back to his chest and nestled her butt in his groin. He stretched his arms across the lip of the tub and her head fit perfectly in the space between his shoulder and his neck.
With the lights dimmed, surrounded by hot water and hot man, another sigh slipped free.
“Comfy?”
“Mmm.”
“Want the jets on?”
“Do you?”
“Maybe for a bit.”
“Whatever you want.”
His breath tickled her ear. “Why is it you’re so accommodating?”
“You sound surprised.”
“I guess I am. I sorta figured in your line of
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