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wouldn’t have to.” A dimple appears.
    “Sounds inviting.” As
I watch him unbutton his shirt. His eyes never leaving mine as the bubbles
dance around my naked body. His physique, the ripples of his muscles, causing
my own temperature to rise. “Just dropping in?” I tease, and there go the
pants. Jesus.
    “You could say that.”
Climbing in as I make room, water spilling over the sides as he sits.
    “You’re a total
fucking turn on, baby.”
    As I watch him
catalog every curve and dip in my body, causing me to almost hyperventilate.
“Me? Have you looked in the mirror?” I say, noticing my new breathy voice.
    “Climb on.”
    My body stirs to life
as I do. He reaches for my face and pulls me in for a scorching kiss, as if
he’s releasing the stress of his entire day. I moan in his sexy mouth, aligning
myself with his hard cock and slowly press his body into mine. We both moan,
fused together.
    “When I look at you
everything else disappears,” he whispers.
    My thighs clenching
as I start to move. Buried deep in my heat his eager hands roam my body,
closing on my tits, nipples pebble in response. His firm grip letting me know
just how urgent his need is. I watch his head fall back, his desire evident as
my speed increases. His fingers gripping my hips in a feverish pace. Forcing me
down in a punishing rhythm.
    “You can have me
anyway you want me.”
    His eyes open to meet
mine. “I want to be so deep inside you, I’m piercing your heart.” Thrusting
with each word.
    As my knees clamp his
naked hips. There’s no chasing my orgasm, it’s chasing me, taking me higher as
my body climbs in ecstasy. “I’m so close, Nathan, take me there.” I whimper
with a need that defies reason. “Fuck, baby, come with me.” My body consuming
him whole, as my spasms tighten around his hard shaft.
    “Yes, don’t stop.”
    As my body hums
through my orgasm. Nathan throaty sounds are sexy as hell as he stills,
spilling everything into me. My name raining from his lips. Our breathing finds
its rhythm and his smile is contagious.
    “Hummm, do you think
you are thoroughly fucked?” he teases, still penetrating my body.
    “I think I’m
thoroughly fucked.” As my body trembles in a state of bliss.
    “You think? Because
if you’re not sure, give me five,” he says though his panty-drenching smile and
double whammy dimples. I thread my fingers through his waves and grab hold.
“Wicked man, can you be ready in three?” Smiling, unable to match his allure.
    “Don’t test my
stamina, you’ll lose.” He smiles, and kisses me senseless.
    “Let me get back to
you on that.” As I gently pull away. “The water is cold. Funny how I didn’t
notice before.” Smiling as I lift myself up and grab the towel, wrapping myself
in a cocoon.
    Nathan soon follows,
and we are both in the bedroom looking for comfy clothes.
    “Gen called,” he
throws out.
    “Called you?”
Surprised.
    “You sound like
Clayton, yes about your birthday.” He winks, playfully.
    “Oh, no thank you.” I
quietly answer, knowing I hate this idea.
    “That’s not exactly
the reaction I was going for.” His hands on his hips.
    As if that would
change anything. “Sorry, no can-do. You know I hate being the center of
attention.”
    “Hush, it will only
be a few people, friends. We’ll have it here—I’ll buy you a cake, you blow out
the candles. Done.” He seems very pleased with himself.
    “Have it your way.”
I’ll give him this. “I’m hungry, let’s order in.” Knowing I’m changing the
subject.
    “Bryer.” Taking my
face in his hands. “You are the very first woman in my life that I’ve wanted to
give something as innocent as a birthday party for.”
    My hearts melts a
little. “I’ll have you know, you’re the very first man I’ve let give me a
birthday party.” Kissing him quickly.
    “Okay then, party on.
I’m starving too. And we need to run over a few things over dinner.” He throws
out there as he walks away,
    I