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“Well…big helps,” she replied, grinning. “I know something else that might help.”

“Really?” he asked, intrigued. “And just what might that be?”

“A nice, warm bath.”

“Ah, and you do have that big, two-person tub.”

She nodded and placed another kiss on his chest. “Yes, I do.”

He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face to his. “Then, I suggest you
go get it ready and stop kissing me like that before I take you again here in the
bed, rug burns and all.”

Scott watched Kiley as she climbed off him and strolled into the bathroom. He kept
his gaze on that glorious ass the whole way. Damn, she had a nice figure—curvy, but
at the same time firm.

She disappeared into the bathroom, and he smiled as he listened to the tub fill with
water. He was looking forward to this bath, soaking in the warm water while he played
with various areas of her body he’d been dying to touch for years. He couldn’t seem
to get enough of her and every time they had sex, it felt like the first.

He threw off the covers and headed into the bathroom. Kiley stood in front of the
mirror, her hands above her head while she secured her hair in a clip. Her breasts
rose with the movement of her arms and he had a very strong desire to lick his tongue
across one of those rosy, erect nipples.

Kiley cleared her throat. He reluctantly pulled his gaze from her breasts and met
her stare through the reflection in the mirror. “Would you mind getting us something
to drink?” she asked.

He winked, then turned to head to the kitchen. Wine would be good. A hot bath, wine,
the woman he loved in his arms, all sounded like the beginning of a wicked night.
As he strolled past the microwave, he glanced at the clock and smiled. It was still
before midnight, so they had plenty of time to enjoy themselves and get a little sleep
before they had to face the world.

He grabbed two glasses and a bottle of wine from the cabinet. What he wouldn’t give
to have Kiley to himself for more than one day. As soon as all this was over with
the cartel, the two of them would head out for a much deserved vacation. Maybe somewhere
cold where there was nothing to do all day but lay in bed in front of a fire.

He walked into the bathroom just in time to see Kiley climb naked over the side of
the tube. He grinned at the way the candlelight flickered across her tan skin. Or
maybe somewhere tropical where they could run around naked all day on the beach.

She slowly settled into the water before noticing him by the door. She tilted her
head as she leaned against the back of the tub. “Something wrong?” she asked.

“Nope,” he said as he came into the room and set the glasses on the tile surrounding
the tub. “I was just thinking about you naked on a beach.”

“I see,” she said as she watched him pour wine into the glasses. “I used to think
about you naked on the beach all the time. Especially after I saw you that day at
the lake.”

Scott looked at her in confusion as he set the bottle aside.

“You were skinny dipping by a full moon,” she whispered.

“Was that when we all went camping two years ago?”

She nodded and moved forward, making room for him to climb in behind her.

“Do you know why I was skinny dipping?” he asked as he put one leg on each side of
her so she could lean against his chest.

“No. I just assumed you were hot.”

“I was hot alright. Hot from watching you in that damn bikini all day. I wanted you
so bad that night I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a swim.”

He handed her a glass, and she took a sip, watching him thoughtfully over her shoulder.
“If I had known that, I would’ve joined you.”

Scott chuckled. “Then we really would’ve been in trouble.” He feathered his fingers
down her arm. “Do you have any idea what your brother would’ve done to me if he’d
caught us together in that lake?”

Kiley turned back to the front, a small smile tugging at her lips. “He would’ve kicked
your ass first, then busted mine. What’s his beef with you anyway? Why the hands off
order?”

Scott sighed and rested his chin on her shoulder. “He knows too much about me. He
doesn’t think I would be good enough for you.”

Kiley snorted and took another sip of wine. “And he’s your best friend?”

Chuckling, Scott pinched her side. “Yes.” She shifted slightly and giggled before
settling back against his chest. “Believe it or not, I would probably think the same
way he does if I had a sister. After all, I know things about him that would shock
you,” he added in a soft whisper.

“And just what does he know about you that would shock me? Anything?”

“Oh, yeah,” he drawled.

Kiley set the glass down and turned so she straddled his thighs. “And just what is
it, exactly?”

she asked.

She leaned over and braced her hands against the edge of the tub on either side of
his shoulders. Scott let his hands slowly slide up her thighs. Water sloshed between
them, splashing her erect, rosy nipples.

“You make a very distracting temptation,” he whispered as he gently cupped her ass.

“You haven’t answered the question.”

“Do I have to?”

“That depends,” she murmured as she brought her lips close to his. “How much do you
want me?”

“A lot,” he whispered. Tightening his hold on her ass, he pulled her forward, settling
her over his hard cock. The heat of her pussy covered him, and he moaned as he rocked
her hips back and forth. “See?”

“Oh…I see,” she said as her lips morphed into a sexy grin that set his loins on fire.
“I also feel.

You’ve gotten hard again.”

He nibbled along the side of her neck. “When you’re around I stay hard.”

Kiley giggled and tilted her head to the side. Pulling away, he raised his hands and
cupped the sides of her neck. He brushed his thumbs over her cheeks. Steam rose between
them from the hot water, moistening the tips of her hair that had escaped the clip.

“Your brother knows that I like things a little kinky in the bedroom. I think he worries
I might hurt you.”

“Physically?” She shook her head. “No way.”

“No way,” he agreed softly.

She pushed up and rested her hands at his ribs. “I haven’t seen anything kinky from
you.”

Scott grinned and dropped his hands so he could cup her breasts. Kiley’s head fell
back and he gently kneaded her mounds, feeling the weight of her delectable breasts
in his palms.

“Right now I’m just getting my fill of you. We haven’t gotten to the kinky stuff yet.”

He leaned over and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Kiley moaned and dug her
fingers into his hair, pulling him closer. She shifted her hips against his groin,
rubbing her now moistened pussy against his hard shaft.

In his mind, he ran through all the wild stuff he wanted to do to her and with her.
He pictured her handcuffed to his bed, her legs spread with her ankles secured to
the footposts. Her pussy exposed and open for his mouth, his tongue, his cock. He
would bury himself inside her while she lied there, completely at his mercy.

Just thinking about it had him getting harder.

“How sore are you, Kiley?” he whispered in her ear.

“Not that sore,” she replied.

She lifted her hips, settling her opening at the tip of his rod. He pushed up just
as she sank down. With the cream coating her walls, he easily slid inside her, sinking
deep. Her tight channel squeezed him, and his moan of pleasure mingled with hers.

“God, you feel good,” he murmured against her mouth.

“So, what’s this kinky stuff?” she whispered before sucking his lower lip between
hers. “Are you going to tie me up?”

Scott’s lips twitched slightly as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth.

“Oh yeah, baby. I’m definitely going to tie you up.”

“Then what?”

Scott growled low in his throat as she quickly slid her tongue into his mouth before
just as quickly pulling back again.

“Then I’m gonna lick that pretty pussy of yours. Lick it till you come. Then I’ll
start preparing that gorgeous ass.”

He moved his fingers between her ass cheeks and gently stroked her opening. Kiley’s
moan encouraged him to continue, to slide the tip of one finger into the tight anal
passage.

“I’ll take you there. Bury my dick in that tight ass.”

Kiley sighed and pressed down harder, forcing him deeper into her pussy.

“Will you spank me?” she murmured.

Scott groaned at the mere thought. “Hell, yeah. I’ll spank that ass till its bright
red. I’ll pinch these hard nipples.”

He pinched one hard, and Kiley gasped and rocked her hips faster. Scott could hardly
breathe, his balls were drawn up so tight. She could make him crazy; the way she moved
her body, the way she moaned and sighed, the way his words made her hotter. He became
more excited with the fact that what he said turned her on rather than startled her.

“I want to spank that ass till you come.” He added a second finger to her ass and
her loud cry of pleasure made his heart skip a beat. He could feel the muscles of
her channel tightening around his cock and fingers. He could tell she was close. Hell,
he was close.

“You make me crazy, Kiley,” he growled. “I can’t think about anything but this when
you’re around.”

With a moan, she cupped his cheeks and kissed him soundly on the lips. Her tongue
invaded his mouth, twirling and stroking along his. When her release hit, she broke
the kiss and squealed softly as she dropped her forehead to his. Scott closed his
eyes, enjoying the feel of her walls and the way her body moved with his.

With a moan of his own, he shoved his hips upward, splashing water over the side of
the tub as he lost himself inside her. She was his everything, his world and now that
he had her, he would never let her go.

“I love you, Kiley,” he whispered.

“I love you.” She lifted up and stared down at him with droopy, satisfied eyes. “Did
you really mean all that stuff you said?”

He slid his fingers from her ass and rested both hands at her hips under the warm
water. “Are you okay with that?”

“I’ve never done it, but with you, it sounds really hot.”

Scott grinned. “Oh, it is.”

She smiled slightly and laid her head on his shoulder, her face in his neck. “It shouldn’t
surprise me you like all that Dom stuff. You are such a controlling pain in the ass.”

“Hey,” he said, then pinched her bottom.

Kiley squealed, then giggled. He gently massaged the spot he pinched as she snuggled
closer.

“We should probably get back in bed before we fall asleep in the tub,” she said sleepily.

“In a minute,” he replied. “For now, I’m happy right where we are. Me inside you and
you draped over me.”

Paula sat across the table from Keith and smiled as he recounted a story about the
time Scott was shot. The visit to the doctor had gone well and turned out her ribs
weren’t broken, just badly bruised. As long as she took it easy and didn’t do any
heavy lifting, she should be fine in a few days.

Paula and Keith had spent the rest of the afternoon shopping and eating. She loved
the food here and after her time in a Turkish prison, she couldn’t seem to get enough.
Keith good naturedly stopped wherever she showed an interest, then would tease her
about how someone so tiny could eat so much.

She had lost a lot of weight while she was there. She’d eaten very little, mostly
due to nerves. If she didn’t stop all this eating, she’d gain everything back she
lost and then some. But somehow, she doubted Keith would mind.

When they’d gone shopping for extra clothes, she caught him several times staring
at her ass or her chest with a spark of interest. The look of lust in his eyes made
her heart skip a beat, but Paula kept reminding herself that Keith was off limits.

He’d saved her. He’d treated her like a princess all day today. It would be so easy
for her to fall in bed with him, to lose her heart to him. She was already half in
love with him to begin with -

always had been.

But God, what she wouldn’t give to have just one night with him, to see if he was
as good in bed as she thought he might be. She could be careful of her ribs. He could
take her from behind.

Just thinking about it made her breath quicken, her nipples harden, and the heat of
a blush move over her cheeks for what must’ve been the twentieth time today. She could
feel herself getting wet and squirmed slightly in her seat.

Scott snapped his fingers in front of her face, and she jerked back, frowning slightly
in surprise.

“Where’s your head?” Keith asked with amusement. “I’ve asked you the same question
twice.”

“Oh, my God. I’m sorry,” she stammered. She would die if he knew what she was thinking
about. “What did you ask?”

“Do you want more coffee?”

She glanced up and saw the waiter standing by the table with a hint of impatience.
“Yes, please.

Sorry about that.”

She pushed her cup closer to the edge of the table so he could fill it easier. When
he walked away, Paula pulled her cup back in front of her and stared at Keith through
her lashes.

“Want to tell me what had you so distracted?” he asked.

Her lips twitched and her face heated again. “Not really.”

Keith chuckled, but didn’t say anything.

“So where are we going after this?” she asked as she lifted her cup to take a sip
of coffee.

“The weather is supposed to turn bad again, plus you look like you’re starting to
drag a little, so I thought we would head back to the hotel for an early night. We’ve
walked around too much today as it is.”

She nodded then set her cup back down. She knew after today her coffee addiction would
begin again full force, but she didn’t care. She loved coffee. Keith was right. She
was feeling tired and sore. Her side hurt from all the moving around. A nice warm
bath would feel wonderful about right now.