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Eight o clock in your suite, Dan told Mike. Order breakfast.
Mike nodded and guided Kat into the elevator. Then half-carried her to their suite.
As soon as they were inside, he swept her up in his arms, carried her into the bedroom
and set her on her feet. He made a quick detour to turn on the shower. Then with
unbearable tenderness, he began to peel away her clothing.
She felt as if she was crumbling from the inside out.
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I don t know how much longer I can stand this, she told him, squeezing her eyes
shut to hold back the threatening tears.
As long as you need to. He brushed his lips against hers. You re a strong
woman, Kat. Mari needs you to be strong just a little while longer.
W-What if she s already dead? She threw her arms around him and pressed
herself against him.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. He unwound her arms long enough to strip his clothes away.
If they were dead, we d definitely have heard from the FBI. They might not like us but
they have an obligation to inform you. So let s don t even go there yet. Come on. He
lifted her again. A hot shower will wash away some of that tension. Then I vote for the
brandy in the minibar.
The hot water spraying down on her began to ease her nerves but not nearly as
much as the movement of Mike s hands over her body. He poured liquid soap into his
palms, worked it into a lather and began at her shoulders with sweeping strokes. His
fingers kneaded her tense muscles, the tips dancing down the knuckles of her spine,
massaging her buttocks, then continuing the massage down the outsides of her thighs
and calves.
See how good this is? he murmured. You were wound tighter than a rubber
band. You know what happens when rubber stretches too far, don t you? It breaks. I
don t want you to break, Kat. Mari needs you. His strong hands moved to massage her
neck. I need you.
She let out a shuddering breath. I need you too, Mike.
Well then. See how nicely that works out? He nipped at the lobe of one ear.
Turn, he said in a soft voice, his hands urging her to lean against the tiled shower
wall.
When she d done so, he turned his attention to the front of her body. His touch was
like liquid magic, plucking at her nerve endings, waking up every pulse and ratcheting
up its beat. He circled her breasts and she felt the ice inside her body begin to melt. His
fingers lightly pinched her nipples, sending threads of heat unraveling through her
veins. Then he moved to the curls covering her mound, rubbing the lather into them
with slow, circular strokes before moving his fingers through the outer lips of her cunt.
Her legs began to wobble and she grabbed his shoulders for support.
The hard ropes of muscles beneath his skin flexed as he moved his arms and the
thick mat of hair on his chest tickled and teased at her suddenly diamond-hard nipples.
His soap-slicked fingers rubbed her clit, brushing back and forth, just enough to arouse
her but not enough to give her relief. Sensation built on sensation beneath his touch and
the tightly coiled spring of need deep inside her began to unwind.
She dug her fingers into his granite arms as shudders raced through her, shaking
her like a leaf tossed into the wind. One hand trailed back down to the hard bundle of
nerves between her thighs, his fingers slick with the soap as he rubbed and tugged at it,
lighting fires she didn t even realize had been dormant.
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Please, she begged.
Please what? he whispered, sliding three fingers into her waiting pussy. Please
make you come?
Yes, she whispered, reaching, reaching, reaching for the top of that sensuous
peak.
Go with it, kitten, he whispered, continuing his strokes between her thighs. Let
it happen. Now.
He backed her against the tile wall, clamped his mouth to hers and pinched her clit,
tumbling her into the abyss. The orgasm rolled over her as she clung to him to anchor
herself, trembling and shaking. When the last tiny little spasm had subsided, she
dropped her head to his shoulder, trying to calm the rapid beat of her heart.
He unhooked the manual shower head and rinsed her off completely, then turned it
on himself.
She was as limp as a dishrag, barely able to stay upright as he dried her off with a
fluffy towel, then carried her to the bed and placed her on the soft, almost silken sheets.
But she wasn t going to let him get away without satisfaction himself. Sated as she was,
the sight of his erection was enough to set up the drumbeat in her pulses again and the
snapping tingle in her nerves.
Opening her legs wide, she tugged at him until he tumbled into the cradle of her
thighs. Threading her fingers through his damp hair, she pulled his head down to hers,
pressing a warm kiss to his sensuous mouth. His tongue licked the edges of her lips,
then traced the closed seam before slipping gently inside.
The kiss grew in intensity, his tongue like a hot flame licking every surface of her
welcoming cavern, until he suddenly jerked his head back.
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