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was already there. She moaned deep in her throat
and pressed back against him, craving more and more.
    “That's two fingers,” he said softly. “Look
at you moan just for that.”
    She realized that she was riding his fingers.
For a moment, she was appalled at how she must look. She was
half-in and half out of the water, arched like a showgirl, and she
could imagine her pale, wet bottom rising out of the bath like the
most perfect target for Jake's wickedness. She knew that she was
giving him a show, but she just couldn't seem to stop moving her
hips as he thrust into her lazily with his fingers.
    He paused only to add another finger,
pressing it inside her and making her convulse around them. He
hissed when she did it, so she did it again.
    “God above, you're tight,” he said. “So good,
darling, and no one has ever had you but me...”
    He started slow, pistoning his arm so that
she could simply flex against him. The feeling of fullness from
three of Jake's fingers was enough to make her want more, and
though she tried to make him speed up, he refused to give her
anything but that deep and steady movement.
    Jake knew her body better than she did,
however, and though it seemed to go on forever, she started to feel
a trembling shake her thighs.
    “I... I can't!” she cried in shock.
    “You absolutely can,” Jake grunted from
behind her. His hand sped up, and now she could feel the entire
strength of his body behind it.
    Her bound hands gripped the edge of the tub
tight, and she was pushing back against him. She could feel the now
familiar pleasure starting to build up in her belly, and she
tightened convulsively around her lover's fingers.
    Quicker than she believed possible, lightning
coursed through her body, making her wail. She threw her head back,
crying out loudly, but his fingers didn't stop. To her distant
shock, he kept thrusting his fingers inside her body, driving her
forward with an almost brutal strength.
    Before, Marigold would have said that to be
touched so soon after her climax would be sensitive past the point
of pain, but now when it was actually happening, she could only
surrender yet again. She relished the stretch of his fingers and
the strength with which he was driving them forward. He was faster
now, as if assured of what she could take and what she really
needed, and he forced her to a second climax, longer and even more
intense than the first. It drew out farther and farther, and she
thought the pleasure would tear her apart.
    It didn't however, and when she collapsed
against the side of the tub, her entire body tingled. It was as if
Jake had woken her up entirely from bottom to top, leaving her
feeling completely worn out but glowing with the light of the
sun.
    He flexed his fingers inside her, and the
sensitivity made her whine.
    “No,” she gasped. “Please no, I can't take
another, Jake, please!”
    He seemed to consider for a moment, and then
he drew his fingers out of her slowly and easily. She sighed when
they were gone, and a part of her already wanted them back. She
wondered if there was something strange about her, that she seemed
so thrilled by acts that might shame a decent woman, but all she
knew was that this man made her body thrum with pleasure.
    “All right, that's a good girl,” he said
soothingly, running his wet hands over her back. He lifted her out
of the water, but instead of drying her off, as she half-expected
him to do, he urged her to bend over the full tub. The ripe tips of
her breasts touched the still-warm water, making her whimper.
Humming gently, Jake tapped his bare foot against the inside of her
leg, making her widen her stance.
    “Jake,” she moaned softly. “I can't take
more...”
    “No, but do you want more?”
    She started to shake her head no, but then
his fingers were trailing over her hips, gentle, sweet and slow,
and she found that yes, there was something in her that wanted
more. Shutting her eyes tight, she nodded, and she felt him