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breast. Then he
came toward her nipple. He lathered soap over it, and then teased
her nipple by plumping and tweaking it until pleasure pain exploded
and she was gasping. Then he moved to her other breast doing the
same.
    “ Listening to your sexy little whimpers while you slept and
hearing you call out my name was too much for me to take the other
morning. And your scent when you are aroused…”
    She
followed his gaze as he looked down. She blew out a tense breath
upon discovering his erection was an angry red. The thick length
was angling up toward his belly. She’d forgotten how huge his shaft
could get. Her lips tingled as she remembered how his penis had
stretched her mouth and pulsed against her tongue when she’d orally
taken him.
    She
inhaled as he rubbed the bar of soap over her belly and then her
abdomen. The water that sluiced over her shoulders allowed him to
lather the soap into a slippery lube-like substance. He massaged
his hands down her body in circular motions. Having his fingers
smoothing over her skin was both electrifying and
exciting.
    As his
soapy hands neared her pubic bone, she swallowed and tensed with
excitement. Erotic shivers shuddered through her as he slipped the
slippery bar between her thighs and slowly and tenderly rubbed her
pussy with it. He lathered around her labia and smoothed it over
her clit. A couple of his soapy fingers dipped into her vagina.
Intimately, he pressed against her vaginal muscles and before she
could experience too much arousal, he dipped his fingers out of her
again.
    Then he
ordered her to turn around to face the shower. The spray splashed
over her breasts and her nipples immediately went hard and
erect.
    She
moaned and relaxed her shoulders as he soaped her back, her hips
and then inward to her lower back. He lathered her butt cheeks,
caressing them intimately with his palms, and then moved to the
back of her thighs and the rest of her legs. She was ordered to
move forward until the water chased away all of the soap from her
body.
    A
delicious strawberry scent drifted along the wisps of steam as he
squirted some of her shampoo into her hair. The scent reminded her
of the sweet berries her dad grew out on a small plot of cleared
land behind the huge workshop where they created their luxury
yachts.
    Using his
fingers, Gray massaged her scalp with sweet little circles. He took
his time, and she moaned softly as her entire body relaxed. Having
him touching her was heaven. He made her forget the fear she’d
experienced while she’d been fighting the storm. He chased away the
terror that had rocked into her that the boat would capsize and
she’d drown and never see him again. Those negative thoughts simply
disappeared.
    When he
was finished shampooing her hair, he grabbed the showerhead off its
base and aimed the pulsing spray over her hair, rinsing the
shampoo. She turned around and he sprayed any remaining soap and
shampoo off her.
    “ You were pretty tense before. Feel better?” he asked as he
placed the showerhead back into its base.
    She
nodded and smiled. Yeah, she was feeling very good.
    “ Good, and now the fun begins,” he said in a throaty
voice.
    He slid
open the shower door, seized a towel from the shelf just outside
the stall, and then shut the door. He rolled the towel and then
dropped it on the ceramic floor in front of her. The towel was
immediately soaked.
    What in
the world was he up to?
    His
steel-muscled chest flexed as he grabbed the bar of soap again, and
lathered it between his hands, and then he replaced the bar on the
soap dish. He dropped onto his haunches directly in front of her,
using the towel as support for his knees. His hot breath caressed
her pussy. As he looked up at her, his eyes blazed with
lust.
    Oh. Now
she understood.
    “ Pass me the showerhead.”
    She did
as he asked and handed it to him. He aimed the item at the floor
and adjusted it until the spray turned into a pounding jet of
water. Her breaths grew quicker as she