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too,” she said and kicked them into the corner.
    She ripped off her bra and panties as well and slipped on a tank and shorts. Didn’t really matter tonight. She certainly wasn’t in any condition to go anywhere.
    Kate giggled at the idea. What would Titus think if she tried to go swimming tonight? Maybe he would try and stop her this time. Or even join her. The idea of them wet and naked together made her body flush with heat.
    She waved a hand at her fevered face as she made her way to the kitchen. She grabbed out the partial bottle of wine and poured a glass. One more wasn’t going to hurt at this point.
    She looked out the window over her sink to his cabin, where she always seemed to look. His lights were out, but she knew he was there. Kate wondered if he ever watched her. Her nipples hardened at the thought.
    Kate flipped off all the lights in the house and stepped out back into the darkness. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust. She sipped on her wine.
    Her heart leapt when his yellow eyes flashed her way. He had to be looking. That was the only way she could see his eyes glow like that.
    She wondered what he looked like when he was off work. The other night he had been bare chested, his muscled chest right there in front of her.
    Kate closed her eyes and thought of how he looked, his bronzed body and black hair a stark contrast to her own. She pictured his hand moving across her body, sliding up her stomach until he reached her aching breast. Kate reached over and tweaked her own nipple. She groaned loudly and looked over across the way.
    Her eyes, having adjusted to the darkness could just make him out. He sat, watching her intently, as if waiting to see what she would do next. His bare chest glowed in the light of the moon.
    Kate set her glass down and watched him as she moved her hand across her body. When her fingers rolled over her hardened nipples, she let out another groan. His hand fell to his pants, and she watched as he moved his hand over the growing bulge there.
    Not able to wait any longer, she stretched her shirt below her breasts and pinched her nipples hard, rolling them between her fingers. His eyes blazed yellow at her.
    Her heart pulsed in her throat, and she wondered how far he would take this. Kate whipped her shirt over her head and tossed it to the ground beside her. His hand sped up, and she watched for a moment as he stroked himself through his pants.
    Everything in her wanted him to unzip his pants and pull out the massive erection she knew was there. Kate pulled herself onto her knees and slid her hand down to the seam of her shorts. Her fingers teased the elastic until the tips of her fingers slid beneath.
    She moaned when she pushed her hand all the way in until she met her slick heat.
    Kate could hear him now. He was breathing so hard she wondered how he didn’t pass out.
    When she brushed a finger on her clit, her breath hitched, and she knew he had heard. His hand rubbed harder at his pants.
    “Take it out,” she whispered.
    Titus froze, and she grunted in frustration. Kate stood and slipped her shorts down her legs. She stood there naked and exceptionally horny.
    This time when she sat up on her knees in her chair, she knew he could see her.
    Kate tweaked her nipples as she ran a finger along her wet lips. Her thumb bumped her clit, and she gyrated her hips over it, circling it over and over she watched him. She could tell he wanted to run, but his body wouldn’t let him.
    With a snarl, he yanked at his zipper and pulled his pants down a little. She jumped when he sprang free, his length bigger than she expected.
    Kate slipped two fingers inside her aching pussy and groaned.
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    She could see him clear as day. His hand moved furiously up and down over his massive cock. The tip glistened, and she wished she could lean forward and lick it up.
    Kate found a rhythm with him, moving her hips up and down in time with him. Pushing fingers deeper each