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The words hang between us, and I almost think she won’tanswer.

“Because if you kiss me, I’ll wonder if you’re doing it for an audience, or if you’re doing it because you wantto.”

I shut myeyes.

I get why she’d ask, and I hate that she has to. I don’t have all the answers, and I don’t know what will happen tomorrow or next month or the one afterthat.

But right now, this one area is perfectlyclear.

My lips brush her ear. “There’s no audience now. I just fucking wantyou.”

Her pulse is heavy in her throat, and I want to suck on her, see if the heat of my tongue slows it or speeds itmore.

My hands slide lower, inching along her slick skin, finally grazing her breasts. She's smooth and slippery from the water, and my cock is already testing the zipper of my pants before my thumbs find her hardnipples.

I don’t know if it’s Daisy’s breathy moan or the way she presses her face into my neck, like she wants me to comfort her from the torture of my hands, that turns me onmost.

Or maybe it’s how she feels, as if she was made to fit in mypalms.

She urges me on, her hands covering mine, and I massage her breasts. The edges of my rolled-up sleeves are getting wet and I give zerofucks.

“Damn, you’re gorgeous,” I murmur in herear.

“Your hands feel so good.” Her hips are arching, nearly coming out of thewater.

Until I realize it’s because she must’ve hit the drain and the water level’s goingdown.

I keep touching her, and more of her is exposed as the tub drains. The bubbles leave sudsy patches that slide over her skin. She grabs one of my hands and moves it down her body as her hips lift and emerge from thewater.

I’m going to hell. A special one for grown men who fuck their beautiful best friends when they know it’ll ruineverything.

My fingers slip between her thighs and it’s my turn to groan. “You’re sowet.”

“It’s abathtub.”

I laugh tightly. “That’s not why you’re wet. You want this.” I stroke a line down her pussy and she sucks in abreath.

Am I actually going to finger fuck this woman in abathtub?

I pull my hand back and she turns to face me, leaving her chin and elbows on the tub as she watches with hungry, half-lidded eyes. “Why are youstopping?”

“This is a badidea.”

“You’re right. We should do it in bed.” She rises up naked and steps out, dripping her way across thetile.

I rub a hand through my hair, admiring her barecurves…

At least until sheslips.

My grin is gone as I lunge, catching her arm and liftingher.

"You're a menace," I mutter as I carry her across theroom.

She laughs breathlessly, playing with my collar and leaving wet patches on my shirt before I set her on the bed. “Only tomyself.”

Untrue. She’s taking me apart and she hasn’t even touched meyet.

Her skin is pebbling from the cool air outside of the bath. I grab a towel and run it lightly over her breast, then the other, spending extra time on the peaked nipples until her breath isrough.

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