"You don't mean to fall asleep yet?" Dare murmured, the amused question intruding on the sweet glow of repletion.
"Devil," she retorted weakly.
She no longer had the will to move. She felt luxuriantly, lavishly sated by a man who knew exactly what a woman wanted. She was his now, completely in his power; he could do as he wished with her. Yet in some dazed part of her mind, she wanted Dare to share the tantalizing, pleasure-drenched rapture.
Forcibly Julienne opened her eyes. "You are wearing too many clothes."
A half smile of pure devilry tugged at his enticing mouth. "Do you want to undress me?"
"Yes, but I no longer have the energy. You may do the honors."
He complied and, after a moment, stood over her, his splendid erection blatant. "You look like a woman ready for a lover. Perhaps I should oblige you."
Languidly she spread her legs wide, arching for him. "Perhaps you should."
His luminous eyes sparked with wanting her.
"But not yet," Julienne added in a taunting tone as he started to kneel. "I think I should like to know how your oil feels inside me. You may do those honors as well, since you are such the expert. Arouse yourself while I watch."
He chuckled, a low, rich sound of appreciation. "As you command, your highness."
As his oiled hands glided over his hard, swollen shaft, Julienne moistened her dry lips. Watching his fingers curling around the long, smooth, rigid flesh, she wis
hed she could do the same.
"Do you find that enjoyable?" she asked, her voice edged with huskiness.
Dare's face was flushed with his effort at control. "Not as much as if you were attending me."
"Very well," she said at last. "My turn."
"I thought you would never relent."
She rose to her knees and oiled her hands. Then she curled her fingers around his magnificent length.
Heat coursed through Dare at her erotic touch. Instinctively he thrust his hips toward her, even while trying to stem his mounting arousal.
"I will explode all over you if you keep that up," he warned.
"No, you cannot," Julienne said softly. "You have to wait. I believe I would like to try out the bath now." Releasing him, she stood and moved toward the pool.
Dare's muscles went rigid with sexual frustration. Clamping his jaw, he watched her delectable hips swaying as she crossed to the tiled steps and entered the water. The level was almost chest deep, not quite covering the white globes of her breasts. The sight of her taut, rose-hued nipples bobbing so invitingly tormented him.
"What are you waiting for?"
Her taunting voice slid across his senses and brought him even nearer to bursting. Swiftly Dare followed her into the pool, almost groaning as the heated water flowed over his aching cock.
To his relief, Julienne didn't move away but stood waiting, a challenging half smile on her lips.
Her eyes gleamed dark and slumbrously exotic as he reached for her. Feverish excitement surged in him as he clasped her shoulders. Her oiled body was still sleek and supple under his hands, but he spent only a moment playing with her breasts, molding and shaping the high, firm swells before he grasped her hips and lifted her up, pressing between her thighs.
Gritting his teeth, he fondled her buttocks until he felt Julienne glide lusciously around him. His mouth found hers as she locked her legs around his flanks and returned his kiss.
Their tongues entwining like their limbs, they swayed in their erotic dance for a dozen heartbeats, moving and pulsing with pleasure in the rippling water.
Just when Dare thought he could hold back no longer, Julienne contracted the inner muscles of her feminine core, clasping him even more tightly while her hands slipped downward over his hard, flexing buttocks.
Dare groaned raggedly, his face contorted in a grimace of ecstasy as his seed erupted in a white-hot stream. Julienne convulsed around him almost at once, shuddering against him. With her own groan, she buried her face in his neck, raking her teeth over his shoulder.