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knew she loved. He eased his hands over her shoulders, down to her breasts, all slippery and wet. He fondled them for a few moments, thinking about the pleasure that awaited him after dinner. He nuzzled into her neck and felt her soften towards him, a soft pur as he played with her nipples. She moved her hand around his neck and pulled his mouth down firmly onto her right breast for him to lick and suck. “Oh, yes,” Carmen intoned.
    Andrew moved his mouth to hers, bit her bottom lip softly and pushed his tongue into her mouth. “I love how you taste,” he whispered before kissing her deeply. “I love how you move.” He stood up, looked appreciatively at her wet naked body. He could feel himself ready to take her now. But he would wait. The anticipation would increase the pleasure to come. He poured more oil into the tub and adjusted the power on the jets. “Look, four speeds.” He smiled fondly at her, feeling her move closer into his web of desire and control, catching fast in his sticky love trap. “Enjoy your bath, Babe. I want you to know that you are completely safe here. You’ll always be safe with me. I love you, Carmen.”
    “I know, Andrew. I love you too.”
    He returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner as happy as he had ever been. He felt the world shift a little: reshape itself to his design. He would make her so happy in his house that she would never leave, never want to be separated from him again. He felt his cock tingle and stiffen as he thought about that wet bronzed body just feet away from him and what he would do to it in his bed later that night. True, she wasn’t as soft and giving as Lisa. Sex with Carmen was somehow stronger, more invigorating, far more athletic than with any of his other lovers. He thought about Lisa’s softness, her adoration of him and wished Carmen was a little more appreciative of what she had. Still, tomorrow they would stay in bed all day, with absolutely nothing they had to do and nowhere they had to go. And with those dogs out of the way for a while Andrew could expect some full on devotion from Carmen. It was a sweet thought.
    Carmen took a slow sip of the wine and sank into the bubbles and down beneath the surface looking for the stillness and darkness she needed. She resurfaced and inhaled deeply. The perfume of the bath oils and aromatherapy candles were soothing to her troubled spirit. Andrew’s words, meant to make her feel better instead made her feel as bad as she had ever done. She focussed on her breathing, felt the insistent push of the spa water calm her. She sipped the champagne, let the bubbles fizz into her nose. She giggled softly and let her hand wander down her body, across her breast, where Andrew had recently left his own scent. She felt the fullness of her breast, the smoothness of her skin, the hardness of her belly. Her hand lingered at the top of her thigh, the slightly fleshy part that gave way to her sacred place of pleasure. She let her thighs fall apart under the water and moved her fingers inside.
    Gently at first, like a moth beating against the glass, little fluttering movements at the edge of her woman’s lips. Then firmly she pushed inside herself. She gasped softly as she felt herself relax completely, her two fingers knowing exactly what to do. Slowly, firmly moving in and out of her pussy, opening it up, letting the water swirling around her increase her heat. She felt that old familiar flush of heat moving up from her toes. She knew her face was pink and her pussy was now fully open and ready for the finale. She swivelled around on her ass and found one of the spa jets. She upped the power and moved her hips in close, just like mounting a man. She pushed her engorged lips over the jet and sat as still as she could, letting that energetic spurt of water push into her, push into all those hidden crevices and secret spaces that a man couldn’t quite pleasure. It was too much to stay still, to receive the pleasure and not