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.With her hands full, she leaned tohis mouth, the fragrant bathoil smearing her cheek and chin as she shuffled forwardon her knees, feeling the hard insistence of his erection under her.Balanced on her forearms, leaning on his shoulders, she let the kiss linger.Histongue stroked hers, sweet in her mouth and his lips moved with a slow sensualrhythm that echoed down through her body, gently twisting her spine and moving herhips.Her breath kept catching, aching and moaning from her mouth as his slipperyhands resumed their soft sweeps of her wet flesh.Gentle pressure on her backbrought her harder against him, his hot palms on her breasts moved her ever so slowlyback. I m going to finish this, she whispered as she dropped her face down ontohis shoulder, groaned and wriggled slightly away from him. You don t want onlyone cheek shaved, so let me finish. Her voice was hardly more than breath and sheshook, her rapid pulse rattling her wrists and hands and fingers. And then? he murmured, onto her cheek, his hands pulling her hips back towhere they had been. You might bleed to death, she said quietly. My hands are shaking. Leave it. His hands were never still, sliding over hot wet skin, sluicingaway the slippery suds and shifting her weight against him. I want you now.I wantto kiss every inch of your skin. CALEDONIA 136His words drew rashes of sweat up over her skin and her breath shortened asshe turned her lips down his shoulder, sucking and biting gently on hard muscle. Wait, she whispered, not sure she could, or that she wanted to.He shook his head, lifting her hips so her breasts rose to him. No. Hismouth was burning and his kisses blistered her skin. We have five whole hours, she smiled, letting her hot breath spill downthrough his hair.Sitting determinedly, she made him face her and waited for him toopen his eyes.She had given up trying to control her breathing, her mouth was open,dry in the steamy air and she swallowed, sliding her tongue over her lips as shebrandished the knife at him. Sit still.Keep your hands by your sides, she grinned at him. Or else. Cruel, he breathed and lay his head back on the edge of the tub. You ll survive. If she could make her hands grip the knife and keep hermind on what she was doing, he might just survive.For the most part he kept his word, sitting very still and staring at her fromunder heavy lids.Twice he reached to slide her closer, a villainous smile twitching athis lips, and the second time she didn t try to move her hips back.She brought herconcentration close to his top lip, afraid of damaging the beautiful bow, and she drewthe blade up in long confident strokes as she cleared the darkness from under his jawand his throat. There, she sighed against his lips, kissing him at last. All done.Now,what were you saying before? I don t remember. The bath had turned milky, and Brin slipped back to theedge of the tub as he splashed the hot water over his cheeks and up through his hair.He leaned back, studying her, spreading lather up his own chest and under his armsand chin, washing away itchy prickles. What was I saying? Something about kissing, was it? She lifted a toe and drew a long line downthe slimy foam on his chest. Can I move now? he grinned as he splashed the soap away. Of course. Good. He stood suddenly, stepped from the tub and lifted her from the water.When he lay her back, wet, on the bright colored bedding, Antony felt a veryreal physical swelling in his heart.She was beautiful.The touch of her skin againsthis lips raised a fire in his blood that consumed all time and all reason.There was asense that if he could sit somewhere near, he could watch her for an eternity and nevertire of the sight.But to touch her, to have the heat of her skin under his fingers, thesoft silky sweetness of her flesh in his mouth, coiled something in his gut so hard andso tight that it forced all the breath from his body.He could not remember a single true infatuation in his life.Sex was a need he met in the same way that he ate or drank or slept.He donce entertained a short fascination with a pretty blonde prostitute, but she d fled toHispania with his older brother, and he had no sense of regret at the loss.But Brinnie; good god, Brinnie.The perfume of her skin was the air he wanted to breathe; her lips the onlywine he ever wanted to drink.And the thought that he might lose her kicked him hardin the stomach. CALEDONIA 137 Brin, he lifted his lips from hers, using his fingers to comb the red goldglory of her hair back over her pillow. Don t ever leave me. I m not going anywhere. She smiled, but there was fear hidden deep in hereyes and he couldn t look into them.He pressed his face down onto her throat,moved his lips over her smooth fragrant skin and held her.If she was afraid, she could bury that fear in his arms and that was all he couldhope for and all that he needed to know.The light around them was magical.It changed the mundane daylight andshadow to a gentle moving wash of gold that spread over and burnished her skin.Her breast filled his hand, its firm round softness seemed made for his caress.Her nipples leapt to his touch, rising on his tongue and drawing up, tight and hard ashe sucked and nipped, exciting him with their greed for his attention.One was notmore lovely than the other, and he lay between her thighs, delighting in them both.Five hours.If he had a month, a year it would be too short a time to discoverthe limits of her loveliness.He moved his lips down over her ribs, over the hollowbelow them where her pulse beat out its hard urgent meter, pounding beneath her skin,and her breath came hard and fast.His hand slid down her side, down her hip and thigh, slid up to cup her bottomand pull her harder onto his mouth.She sparkled in the firelight, droplets of waterclinging to her and puddling in her navel and he licked the water from her skin.Her moans resonated under his lips and her fingers slipped into his hair,trailing their heat from his neck, around his ears, up to follow his cheek bone and histemple.His fingers ran gently over her belly, tickling across the tender place in thehollow of her hipbone and she flinched, raising her thigh
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