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  Unexpected tears sparked behind her eyes. Damn emotions. Too many feels. He was so good at poking them out of her, even when he wasn’t trying.

  She squeezed his hand. “That’s good to know.”

  She wanted to kiss him all over his face right then, her desire so strong it was as fierce and physical a hunger as any she’d ever had for food. He must’ve seen it on her face, because his expression shifted into something hungry, too. His thumb moved against her skin in steady, relentless circles.

  “I have a better idea of what we can do after dinner,” Alice said. “And the best part is, I don’t need to change my clothes first.”

  She did need a shower, though, which she insisted on as soon as they got to her place. Not alone, though, she told him with a grin over her shoulder, as she kicked off her shoes and headed for the bathroom. Mick didn’t waste a second.

  “Cold!” he shouted when he stepped in.

  “Crybaby.” Alice adjusted the temperature from chilly to lukewarm and sighed with pleasure as she tipped her face into the spray. “It’s too hot out for a hot shower.”

  “You’re crazy,” Mick muttered, stepped back out of the spray. “It’s freezing!”

  Alice laughed and turned to splash him a little, laughing again when he yelped. “C’mere. I’ll warm you up.”

  “Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Mick let her pull him closer.

  Belly to belly, thighs to thighs. Water sluiced over them both as she pushed on her toes to kiss his mouth. His hands smoothed over her slick skin. She moved against him, delighted at the rise of his cock between them.

  “I love touching you,” she told him.

  Her hands moved down his back to the curve of his ass to cup it. She pressed him closer to her. His tongue slid inside her mouth as his hands buried in her hair, and when he moved to nibble at her jaw and throat, Alice broke out in gooseflesh that had nothing to do with the water temperature.

  Mick gave an appreciative sigh and bent to take her erect nipple in his lips. He suckled gently, making her shiver again. His hands roamed her back and hips before grabbing her ass to grind her against him.

  With a look over her shoulder, Mick found her washcloth and added some shower gel, making sure to suds the cloth before smoothing it over her body. Breasts, belly, legs, back. His fingers delved between her legs, and Alice gave a small, choking cry. He looked at her, his gaze steady and unrelenting as he slipped a finger inside her. Then another. His thumb pressed her clit.

  Alice dug her fingernails into Mick’s shoulders. “Oh …”

  When he went to his knees in front of her, she let out another low cry. Mick pushed her gently to sit on the shower’s molded seat. He spread her thighs and bent his head between them. His mouth found her clit with the same determination and ease his thumb had a few minutes before.

  His hands kept her from sliding off the seat. His mouth worked on her flesh. Nibbling, teasing strokes of his lips and tongue. Every so often he’d shift to the side to let the water from the shower spatter onto her pussy—never hard or direct enough to send her over the edge. All she could do was shake, her muscles tensing and releasing. Pleasure building.

  Mick went down on her like it was Judgment Day and the only way to get into heaven was by making her come.

  With a moan, Alice gave herself over to the ecstasy. It lasted and lasted, and because she hadn’t turned the water very hot, it was a long time before it started to run cold. By that time she was wrung out from mini-climaxes, until finally Mick stopped teasing her. The flat of his tongue worked on her clit, and he slipped two fingers inside her to curl upward.

  Alice came so hard she wouldn’t have been surprised if the world really had ended. The final orgasm left her spent and shuddering. Mick eased his fingers free of her clutching pussy and kissed her clit. Then her belly. Finally, her mouth.

  “It’s freaking cold in here,” he said. “Can we please get out now?”

  * * *

  I was always that kid who touched the hot stove just to make sure it would still burn me, even if I’d already blistered my fingers on it a bunch of times before. A lesson learned easily isn’t learned well, that’s what my dad always said, and I guess I took him to heart. Somewhere along the way, though, I figured out what my dad really meant by that. It wasn’t that you should keep touching that hot stove to prove that it’s still going to burn you. What he meant was that it’s easy to keep on touching that stove because it’s always going to remind you that it burns; what’s much harder is reminding yourself that you don’t need proof if you’ve already learned your lesson.

  —Alice to Mick, unsent

  * * *

  “Here, honey, get warmed up,” Alice said sympathetically as she handed him a thick terrycloth robe and used a towel to wrap around her hair.

  He hadn’t minded the cool water so much when he was on his knees in front of her, his mouth on her heated flesh, but toward the end the spray had become frigid. Like needles. His back still stung from it, but drying off now, all he could do was grin.

  “That’s a self-satisfied smile,” Alice noted.

  Mick took the towel she handed him to scrub dry his hair. “I love making you come.”

  “Mmmm.” She came up behind him, still naked, and slipped a hand into the folds of the robe. “I like it when you make me come.”

  Her fingers found his half-hard cock, and she murmured in delight as she moved around to his front. It took only a stroke or two to get him erect again—eating her pussy in the shower had been sweetly torturous because he’d needed to keep both hands on her to make sure she didn’t slip off the seat. He’d been unable to stroke himself at the same time.

  Now Alice’s fingertips found the slick, clear bead of pre-come and spread it around the head of his cock. Muscles in his belly and thighs tensed. His dick throbbed, then jerked in her hand when she let her fingertip smooth down the divot below the head.

  Eyes never leaving his, Alice brought her finger to her lips and sucked it gently. The sight of her cleaning that slick fluid off her own skin made him almost finish right there—but Alice wasn’t finished with him. Taking his cock in her hand and walking backward, she led him to her bedroom, smiling wickedly the entire time.

  There she pushed him back onto the bed. The robe fell open. She climbed up next to him and, without warning, engulfed his cock in her mouth. All the way down to his belly, her lips brushing his skin. Her hand cupped his balls, stroking, before moving up to circle the shaft as she slid her mouth off him.

  Perfect. Almost too good; he wasn’t going to be able to hold out for long. When she shifted to put her pussy back on his mouth, her lips and tongue still working their magic on his cock, Mick groaned. The muffled noise of his pleasure against her pussy made her laugh, and though he was too far gone to do anything but moan, the sound of her glee pushed him harder to the edge.

  He loved making her laugh, he loved making her come. He loved everything about this woman, he thought in that last incoherent moment before the only thing he could think about was exploding. He’d teased her forever before letting her finally orgasm, but Alice was kinder to him than that. She was going to finish him within minutes.

  He wanted to make love to her, be inside her, but he couldn’t make himself move. His tongue slid along her slick folds and found the hardness of her clit. She cried out when he flicked it—shit, he wanted to make her come again. He wanted her bucking and writhing and covering his face with her desire, but he didn’t think he could last long enough to get her off again.

  It was all over when she pressed a fingertip to his asshole, pressing just hard enough and surprising him into bucking upward inside her mouth. Every single thought left his brain except the single, repetitive beat of “yes, yes, yes.” He cried out, incapable of words.

  Alice moved off him a moment after that. At the loss of her he managed to feel a pang of regret that he’d been unable to make her come again. She turned, kissed his mouth and snuggled up next to