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But then he caught the hem of her top, peeled it smoothly off, and tossed it aside with an offhand little flip. Her bra followed a moment later.
She swallowed, looking up at him uncertainly as he gazed down at her breasts in the warm candlelight. Did he think them too small? Too big?
You never knew with guys.
“Lovely,” Ridge sighed, and she relaxed at the honest delight in his eyes. He lifted one hand, gently brushing his palm over one erect nipple before slowly cupping her in warm, gentle fingers.
Kat let her head fall back at the feather-soft pleasure as he stroked her. His fingers traced delicate patterns over the full curves, brushing the tight peak, thumb sliding back and forth.
“Sweet.” She sighed. “It feels so sweet.”
One corner of his mouth kicked up. “Yes. It does.”
He dropped to one knee and caught the waistband of her shorts and panties in both hands. Tugged slowly downward. Leaned forward to press a kiss to her belly, right below her navel. She giggled at the ticklish sensation.
“God,” Ridge murmured, still drawing the shorts down, “you’ve got the longest legs.”
She smiled shyly and stepped out of the bottoms, bracing one hand on his broad shoulder.
He knelt there, gazing up at her, admiring. His green eyes looked almost black, shadowed by the fall of his hair over his forehead.
Then he leaned forward, and his mouth found her.
Kat gasped, startled, as his tongue slipped across her clit. The hot, wet pleasure hit her like a silken lash, fiery yet impossibly sweet.
He spread her lips for better access, and licked lazily. First tiny flicks, then exquisite little circles. He reached between her legs. The sensation of one finger slipping deep tore a gasp from her lips. She threaded her hands into the cool silk of his hair and held on for dear life.
He drew back just as she was about to spill over.
“Ridge!” she protested, as he rose to his feet with that pacing panther grace. “Has anybody ever mentioned you’ve got a sadistic streak?”
He smiled, very male, just shy of smug. “A time or two.” And he pulled down the waistband of his cotton pants. His cock sprang free.
She forgot her irritation in anticipation. His erection looked delicious, a thick, rosy length that jutted from his muscular belly.
He ignored her shameless, hungry gape and calmly drew his pants down his brawny thighs, stepped out of them, and straightened.
And let her stare.
God, he was beautiful. Kat was no stranger to physical power—there were plenty of muscular men at the gym— but there was a sculpted elegance to Ridge’s body you didn’t get from pumping iron. His was a warrior’s build, long and lean, with a swordsman’s grace and agility.
A big hand closed over hers, shocking her out of her lust-induced trance. Smiling indulgently, Ridge guided her over the side of the tub and down into the delightfully warm water.
Kat sighed in pleasure as she sank onto the low bench just beneath the foamy surface. Little wavelets sloshed as he joined her, drawing her back into his arms.
Picking up a bar of fragrant soap, he began to run it over her skin, lazily stroking. Kat let her eyelids slide closed, the better to concentrate on all the wonderful sensations.
Bubbles caressed her arms, her breasts, as gentle currents swirled around her body, seductively warm. The cake of soap felt slick, cool, as he stroked it over her nipples, around her arms, down her torso to her legs.
She let her head fall back against his shoulder. “I feel like melting chocolate. Like there’s not a bone in my entire body.”
“Mmm,” he purred. “That’s okay. I’m hard enough for both of us.”
Kat chuckled without opening her eyes. “You’re a bad, bad man, Ridge Champion.”
“And getting worse every minute.” The cake of soap slid wickedly between her legs. He turned it on edge, used its slick, rounded surface to maddening effect. Kat caught her breath in delight as it slid over her clit, teasing until she squirmed.
“Like that?” he rumbled in her ear, his voice deep, almost thrumming.
