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When the bath is ready, I turn around, pulling April to her feet. My eyes catch hers as I draw her towards me. I begin to unbutton her shirt, sliding it off her shoulders, before following with the rest of her clothes.

“Get into the bath, and relax,” I say, keeping my eyes on hers and my hands on her shoulders and not on her naked body. “Would you like a glass of wine?”

Her lips twitch as she looks at me, her arms snaking up and around my neck.

“What I’d like, is you, in the bath with me. Helping me to relax.” She draws my head down to hers, her tongue tracing the seam of my lips.

CHAPTER 63

APRIL

Itease his lips with mine, slowly as I begin to undress him with the same gentleness he showed me.

He moans against my mouth, sending a lance of desire straight to my already throbbing pussy. I need him with a desperation I didn’t think possible. He’s done as I asked, given me space to breathe but now. What I really want to do, is rip his clothes off and have him sink into me, but I also want more. Instead, we allow our hands and mouths to explore.

“April, what are you doing to me?” he moans against my mouth as I take his cock in my hand, teasing the weeping head and slit with my thumb.

He trails his hand, lightly down my stomach, with the back of his fingers. My muscles contract, and my head falls back when it reaches the top of my mound.

“Cal,” I whisper into the air. His fingers trailing lower, finding my dripping and swollen lips. “Please,” I beg as his fingers glide through the evidence of my desire, teasing andtormenting my clit, before heading lower and pressing into my entrance.

“Yes,” I moan as he sinks two fingers into me, my muscles contracting around the invasion. “I need you.”

He withdraws, his lips tilting, letting me know he’s grinning. “Your bath is getting cold,” he says, pulling away and taking my hand, leading me to the bath.

He steps in first, my hand still clasped in his. When I said this was a large bath. I wasn’t joking.

We sink down into the blissful water and I let out a groan.

“Come here,” he says, resting his back against the side of the bath. He turns me so I’m facing away from him before pulling me back between his legs, his hard cock pressed between us. I rest my back against his chest, my head resting against his shoulder, my hands gripping his thighs.

“Cal?” I question. I want the man with a desperation I can’t explain.

“All good things,” he says, his mouth beginning its exploration of my ear and neck. “Just relax.” I squirm when his fingers trail once more down my front. He cups my breasts in his large palms. His fingers and thumb beginning to play with my nipples, gently twisting and pulling them beneath the surface of the water.

I moan and press back against him as one hand snakes lower. Finding my clit once more, carrying out the same torment it has just wrecked on my nipple but now on a more sensitive bud of nerves.

Cal lifts me slightly, spreading my legs to either side of his, opening me to his exploration. His hand travels down and begins its torment of my entrance. A place that is pulsing with need. My muscles contract, making me suck in a breath as Cal’s fingers do magical things to my pussy.

When I can’t take it anymore, I spin in his arms, grabbinghis throbbing cock in my hand and sliding myself down onto him with one swift movement.

Cal’s eyes go wide as his head drops back.

“No more,” I say, my body loving the feel of him deep inside me. “I want you. It’s been too long,” I tell him, beginning to move up and down, my movements slow and controlled.

He wraps his hands around the back of my head and draws my mouth to his. “It has. I love you April Wilson. I’m yours. Take what you need.”

I continue our slow and drawn-out love making. Rising and falling, rocking and tilting. Cal’s cock finding my magic place, driving my desire higher and higher.

“Cal, I…” the pressure begins to build, as his hand snakes between us.

“Come for me,” he says, his tone shooting me over the edge and into one of the most powerful orgasms. This man does magical things to my body.

I continue to ride him, my body loving the sensation of him deep inside as it contracts around his cock.

I feel him grow larger and know he’s close. His kiss becomes more frantic, more desperate. So I slow my speed, taking him slower and deeper.

He throws back his head and lets out a yell as his cock jerks, the warmth of his orgasm coating my insides. His muscles tense as he rides his release.

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