Free Heart of Steele by Randi Alexander Page B

from her.
    She fed her own craving for him, tangling her
tongue with his, sucking it deeper, tasting his unique flavor mixed
with coffee and fruit. She ended the kiss. “You’re cold.” Cupping
his butt, she urged him back into the tub. And squeezed his firm
ass a few times for fun.
    “Grabbing a feel, huh?” He slid in, his legs
on each side of her, and turned her so her back was against his
chest. Lifting one long leg, he turned on the hot water with his
toes.
    She tipped her head back against his shoulder
and relaxed as he wrapped his arms around her. As the water poured
into the tub, the heat swirled around her. “Mmmm. This is
decadent.”
    “Yeah.” He kissed her neck. “Now I know why I
never used this tub. I needed you here to show me the proper
usage.”
    “Really?” She turned her head to look at him.
“You’ve never used this tub?”
    He shrugged. “Not a tub kind of guy.” He
nibbled on the shell of her ear. “Until today.” He whispered the
words, hot in her ear. “But my architect insisted it would come in
handy someday.” He sucked her earlobe. “But I never knew how
amazing it would be...with the right woman.”
    A delicious shiver rippled through her.
Steele wasn’t a man to say things he didn’t mean, and it warmed her
heart to know she’d touched him as deeply as he’d touched her. She
took a breath and rolled her eyes. She needed to remember this was
just a long weekend, not forever.
    He turned off the water and they soaked in
silence. His hands slid from her stomach to her hips, up her sides,
and back to her stomach again, over and over, the pattern making
her sleepy.
    “It’s good having you here.” The words
rattled in his chest, vibrating against her back.
    She could almost pretend his words meant
more, meant that she fit into his world, but she had to make this
less serious. “You’ve been a great host, considering how I got the
invitation to come here.”
    He chuckled, shaking her and sending ripples
over the water. “You’ve gotta love it for a ‘how’d you two start
dating’ story.”
    Except, no one would ever know about them.
The thought of leaving this place for good and kissing Steele
goodbye, dropped her stomach like a boulder. She’d make the most
out of the time they had together. Wiggling her backside closer to
him, she jiggled herself against his man parts.
    In seconds, his hardening cock pushed against
her lower back. “What do you want, sugar?” That sexy low voice of
his made her breath catch.
    “I’m ready to get out and see what happens on
dry land.” In his bed.
    “Yeah.” He stood behind her and helped her
up. “Let’s go see what fun we can create.” Steele stepped out and
helped her out, then grabbed a big white towel and dried her off.
Every inch of her, slowly, finding all her sweet spots and spending
long moments there. By the time he was done, he was completely dry,
too.
    He took her hand and they walked into the
bedroom. The smell of coffee filled the room, and he’d set out a
big plate of berries.
    Her stomach rumbled. She touched it and
smirked at him. “I think I need some energy food.”
    Gesturing to the bar, he wandered away. “Help
yourself. I’ll be right back.” Watching him jog down the spiral
staircase to his man cave, she was glad he didn’t try the fireman’s
pole without any clothes on. “Ouch.”
    Tracy found a tub of yogurt, put a few
dollops in a bowl, added a bunch of the berries, and leaned against
the counter, eating. He kept it warm in here. Her apartment was
always cold in the winter.
    Steele came back upstairs. “I’d left the
skimmer on.” He winked. “Wanted the pool ready in case we decide to
get back into the water today.” He held out his hand. “C’mon. You
can eat in bed.” He got her settled with pillows behind her and
went back to the bar. He carried the plate of fruit with him, set
it next to her on the bed, and climbed in beside her. Plucking a
big, ripe strawberry, he bit into it,