Free Total Abandon by Opal Carew Page A

What if he wasn’t? There was no way she could know. Except for the hot prickle down her spine. It didn’t matter whether it was her imagination or an actual sense of the man’s presence. It made her feel sexy and wicked. Because he knew why she was here.
    Clinging to her towel, she walked toward the wooden platform, then stopped just before stepping onto it. Remembering what Aimee had said about the water, she reached across to the tap marked with red and turned it. Feeling his gaze on her, she felt the water until it ran warm, then turned on the cold-water tap, adjusting it until she got the temperature just right.
    She turned her back to the cottage and her gaze trailed along the thick wild bushes. The thought that he was out there, watching her, sent tingles through her. She drew in a deep breath, then with a dramatic sweep of her arms opened the towel, revealing her totally naked body.
    At first, her skin danced with goose bumps. She knew she could just step into the shower to heat up, but she wanted to linger here a little longer.
    To let him see her.

 
     
    Eight
     
    Devlin sucked in a breath when Sandra flung open the towel. Oh, God, she was beautiful. Her full round breasts stood firm and proud, the dark rose nipples puckering into tight nubs. He dragged his gaze down to her waist, so slim, then down the gentle slope of her hips. Her thick black pubic curls had been trimmed to an adorable little heart shape.
    She didn’t immediately step under the water. Instead, she raised her arms and stretched them behind her head, pushing her naked breasts forward. Her puckered nipples pointed straight toward him. She flipped her long hair over her shoulders, then lowered her arms, looking exceptionally sexy and feminine. His gaze strayed down her body as she turned around and stepped onto the wooden platform. Water streamed over her hair and back, and her delightfully round derriere, glazing her body in moisture. Teasingly, she dragged her fingers along the edge of the shower curtain, toying with it as if she were going to pull it around.
    Would she do that to him? Tease him with such a sensational display of her naked body, only to hide it behind a curtain while she showered?
    But she released the curtain and turned around, a smile lighting her face.
    The water flowed over her body, as if caressing her. He remembered the feel of her soft skin when he’d caressed her last night. Of his fingers stroking over her breasts, then inside her. His tongue gliding over her private folds.
    Her hands caressed her breasts, stroking in circles. Her nipples peeked out between her fingers as she caressed those beautiful breasts, then squeezed. He longed to touch them, to take the hard nipples in his mouth and tease them until she moaned out loud.
    She ran her hands down her stomach, then over her hips. His gaze strayed to the little black furry heart, but she turned around. His disappointment quickly dissipated as her hands stroked over her buttocks, then she bent at the waist and touched the ground, allowing him a great view of her sensational ass.
    Still bent at the waist, she widened her legs and his hormones jumped into overdrive at the sight of her intimate folds, water sluicing over them. So wet and inviting. He quivered as she stroked her fingers along her calves, then continued up her inner thighs. He had to stop himself from striding up behind her, then reaching around and cupping her wonderfully soft breasts while he pushed his hard, aching cock into her wet opening.
    He wrapped his hand around his rigid shaft, desperately wanting to feel her heat enveloping him.
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    Sandra was sure she could feel the heat of her Fantasy Stranger’s gaze on her. Touching herself like this in front of him made her feel wicked. And sexy.
    Slowly, she stood up, then turned around, her shoulders back, displaying herself proudly. Was he turned on watching her? Was his big cock long and hard? Was he touching it?
    His invisible