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The vixen. She was going to torture him until he couldn't stand it any
longer. "I'm not ashamed of my body. If I don't mind you seeing it then it
shouldn't worry you either. Besides, I'm sure you've seen plenty of breasts
before and you don't strike me as the prudish sort."
    Yeah, he'd seen plenty, just not ones
with the capacity to haunt his dreams forever. He didn't know they could be so
perfect.
    Nick tried to concentrate on the TV show
but the circular motion of Lucy's hands between her cleavage and down her flat
stomach caught and held his attention. She strayed from the bruise too many
times, cupped her breasts, lifted them up and squeezed gently, offering them to
him. He groaned and shifted to alleviate the bulge in his pants but it just
made it worse. His erection screamed against the tight fit and he wished she'd
stop before he did something he had no control over.
    He squeezed his eyes shut but the image
of her naked didn't go away. It just got so much worse. When she spoke, he
thought it was his fantasy at first. He had to open his eyes to check.
    "The gel's warm," she said
softly. "It makes my skin tingle."
    His own skin had started tingling, way
down in his pants. If he didn't look away, it'd do more than tingle. And if he
stayed in the living room, he couldn't help but look. He stood, his legs
feeling like the gel she rubbed all over herself.
    "Where are you going?"
    "My room." Was that squeaky
voice really his?
    "Oh. I was hoping you could rub some
Aloe Vera on my neck."
    She held out the jar to him and half
turned, tucking her feet under her.
    "No."
    "But I can't reach."
    "Too bad."
    She stood and came towards him, her
breasts jiggling enticingly with each step. "Please, Nick. My neck's very
sore and this stuff's good. If I don't put some on I won't be able to sleep
tonight." She blinked up at him. "Please."
    He swore under his breath. Yep, he was
gone. But how could any man ignore the plea in those crystal blue eyes?
    "Sit down," he said. He'd put
the stuff on then leave. No sweat. As long as he didn't stray from her neck. Necks
weren't sexy.
    She grinned at him. "Thanks. I know
this isn't easy for you."
    He bet she did. His desire must be
written all over his face. It was certainly evident if she took one look at his
crotch.
    She padded barefoot back to the couch and
knelt in the middle. He sat behind her and dug his fingers into the cool gel. He
rubbed his hands together to warm it then placed both hands on her neck, at the
point where her hair brushed her shoulders. She shivered, just slightly, and
leaned into his fingers. He rubbed gently, not wanting to hurt her, enjoying
the feel of her soft skin against his gelled hands. Shoulders and neck soon
became moist and he ventured further, up to her ears, the tender spot he'd
always loved on a woman. She reached up and back with one hand and lifted her
hair so he could massage higher. Aloe Vera filled his nostrils, made him dizzy,
made him want her more. He'd never be able to smell it again without thinking
of Lucy and this sensual moment.
    "That feels so good," she
murmured. "Your hands are so...big."
    They're not the only things that were big
right now. His balls felt ready to burst.
    She dropped the hand that held up her
hair and took his hand, guiding it around to her front. He should resist, he
should pull away, but he was like a train without a driver. Full steam ahead.
    "No," he said half-heartedly. She
ignored him and directed his fingers to her breast.
    "Just rub," she whispered,
"for the bruise."
    The bruise was between her breasts but to
hell with that logic. He had a handful of perfection and he wasn't letting go. He
leaned closer, pressed his body into her back and snaked his other arm around
her shoulder to play with the other breast. No need for it to get lonely. His
heart pounded into her back and she leaned into him, throwing her head onto his
shoulder and moaning. He cupped each mound of flesh, weighing them. They were
heavy and filled his

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