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the old tubs where big enough for him. He’d had this one made in the style of the old tubs but with a few extra feet of length. In moments, the tub was filling with hot water, scented bubbles growing on the surface.
    “I’ll be right back,” he said, heading for the kitchen. He grabbed a chopstick and hurried back to her. Standing behind her, he peeled the long sleeved T-shirt off of her body. He pulled her hair into a ponytail and twisted it against the back of her head, using the chopstick to anchor it in place. With the gentle curve of her neck exposed, he paused to nuzzled and kiss her sensitive skin, but he felt her trembling under his hands and hurried to get her naked. She’d warm up once she was in the hot water. He’d make sure of it.
    His fingers worked loose the clasp on her bra, and he slipped the pink lace from her body, freeing her gorgeous tits. Skimming his hands up the sides of her body, he reached around to cup her, rubbing his thumbs over her sensitive nipples. The puckered flesh tightened under his touch, and he pinched and rolled the tender peaks until her back bowed, pressing her breasts into his hands and the cleft of her denim covered ass against his aching cock.
    Her head rested on his chest, and he bent to nip and lick his way along her jaw line to her ear, all the while continuing to torment her swollen nipples. With her back to his front, he felt her breathing shallow and fast, needy little pants that drove him fucking crazy. Sliding his hands from her breasts to her ribcage and across the soft mound of her belly, he reached the waistband of her jeans and popped the button. He tugged the zipper and then pushed the jeans down over her hips and to the floor, taking her panties with them and steadying her so she could step free.
    When she was gloriously naked, he took her hand and helped her into the tub. Her sigh of pleasure when she sank below the bergamot scented bubbles set his already rock hard cock throbbing.
     
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    The hot water on her chilled skin was bliss. It felt like she’d been cold for days, every minute except the ones she spent in Eric’s arms. As tempted as she was to let her eyes drift shut, she couldn’t drag her gaze away from the erotic vision in front of her. Eric shrugged out of his T-shirt, baring an almost smooth gorgeous chest and flat muscled abs. A thin line of hair ran down his stomach, disappearing where his jeans sat low on his hips.
    When he popped the button on his fly, Julie bit her lip, and when he pushed his jeans and boxers down, freeing his huge cock, her mouth actually watered. Eric stepped out of his clothes and came to stand beside the tub.
    “Scoot forward, cher,” he said, and she hurried to make room at the back of the tub.
    Eric sat behind her, his legs straddling her hips and pulled her back to rest against his chest. She drifted for a moment, lost in the sensation of being immersed in hot water with his strong body wrapped around her. He reached for a remote on the shelf beside the tub and clicked the gas fireplace on the wall to life. Another press of the button and the lights dimmed, casting the room in the soft glow of the flickering fire.
    “Aren’t you tricky,” she said, melting into him.
    “You have no idea.” He let his hands slide down her arms, capturing her hands on the edge of the tub. With delicious slowness, he raised her arms and guided them to the back of her head. “Keep your hands here,” he said, his voice a low rumble against the shell of her ear.
    She locked her fingers over her twisted hair and relaxed back, content to give herself over to whatever he had in store for her. She didn’t have long to wait. Eric skimmed the sensitive backs of her arms, dipping below the bubbles to slide his hands along the sides of her breasts and down to the soft mound of her stomach. He repeated the pass from her stomach up to her arms, moving closer to the center of her body and waking all the nerves in the path of his