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shivering in need by the time he stood and slowly began to strip.
    The silk shirt parted to reveal a muscled torso, lightly peppered with hair down the centre and around the nipples.
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    Satin smooth skin Zette's fingers ached to slide over again.
    He pulled the shirt free from his pants, dropping it to the floor as his hands moved to his belt buckle.
    Hazel eyes caught hers, desire flaring darkly in them.
    Zette caught her breath as he unfastened the belt, dropping his pants and underwear in one smooth move. His erection sprang free of its confinement, standing proud as he moved toward the bath. Already fully erect, he closed his fist around it, pumping slowly.
    "See what you do to me Zette?" His demand was softly spoken, but no less intense when backed up by the hot look in his eyes. "I've been bloody hard all day, thinking of you, waiting to get you to myself."
    He stepped into the bath behind her, sinking in the water to pull her back into his arms. Locked in the sensual spell he'd cast she couldn't say anything, just leaned back against his hard body. His arms slid around her, spanning her waist easily and sliding up slowly. His fingers traced each rib as he got higher and higher. Zette almost moaned in relief when his hands cupped her breasts, anticipation killing her.
    "You like that, hmmm?" he murmured in her ear as she arched her back, needing more of his touch. "What else do you like Zette? What do you want me to do to you?" His fingers closed over her nipples, rolling the wet flesh between them and almost sending her into a sensual daze.
    "You know what I want," she managed, wriggling back against him in the water. This was fantastic, she'd never done this in a bath before but with the heat of the water, the slide of skin on skin ... It promised to be an experience she 54
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    wouldn't forget soon. Somehow he managed that. Managed to take the ordinary and turn it into the fantastic.
    "Tell me."
    "I wa—I want..." Her voice trailed off, mouth going dry as his hand slid down her again, dipping below the water and between her legs. She parted her thighs, a willing accomplice in her own seduction.
    "Yes Zette?" he prompted, his fingers parting her and finding her aching clit again. She moaned, her head dropping back against his shoulder as his clever touch worked her body again.
    "Shall I tell you what I'm going to do to you?" he tempted, kissing along her neck as he drove her to insanity.
    "Uh-huh."
    "I'm going to lift you up, into my lap ... the hot water lapping around you. Lapping against that delicious cunt."
    She gasped at the crude words, at the visual he was creating even as his hands shifted to her hips.
    "Then I'm going to drive my cock into your tight little body, impale you on it and fuck you senseless."
    She didn't answer, didn't get the time. He was already lifting her. Her pussy clenched hard as he lifted her clear of the water for a second, the surface slapping against her aroused flesh for a moment. Then the swollen head of his cock brushed her slit, pressing against the entrance to her body.
    She hissed softly as he eased his grip on her hips, letting her weight and gravity impale her slowly on his rigid length.
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    his hardness as it filled her completely. She loved that about him. He seemed made for her, they fit together that well.
    "You feel fantastic. I can't think when I'm inside you," he admitted, his hips setting up a slow, hard rhythm that took her breath away. Reaching out, she grasped the sides of the bath and ground her hips against him, needing more. Already she was close to the edge again.
    His hands snaked around her body again, one under the water at the juncture of her thighs and the other cupping her breast and tweaking the nipple. Her delighted gasp was enough encouragement as he thrust deeply.
    "I can't-t ... I'm nearly—" She couldn't finish the