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slipped out of my clothes to prepare to slide in and completely relax.
    Thoughts of the encounter with this man wouldn’t leave me alone. I felt my hands caressing my skin, imagining that my hands were his, caressing my hips, my ass, moving ever so slowly and expertly over every inch of skin that I was ready to make available to him.
    Cori, get a grip on yourself. It was just a harmless flirt and tease.
    Yeah, try telling my body that.
    Before my body decided that it wanted to go from a slow burn into a raging inferno, I turned off the lights, lit enough candles to give the room a warm glow, and I slid my body through the coolness of the bubbles before my skin became intimately acquainted with the enveloping warmth of the water.
    But those thoughts that I thought I left at the vanity followed me into my bath, and I found my body writhing ever so slowly through the water, as if it were trying to find the fingers that I knew wouldn’t be there tonight.
    God, what the hell has he done to me?
    Taking hold of the sponge, I began to wash, moving it gently over my legs and arms and across my shoulders and neck. I squeezed warm water from the sponge, allowing it to cascade down my chest and over my breasts. I lazily washed arms and legs again and again, steam from the bath wrapping me in a misty vanilla scented world.
    My skin felt alive again, and I felt so sensual, so sexy, watching my light caramel skin shining against the candlelight. My mind kept drifting further and further into the fantasy that my mind created for me to selfishly indulge into.
    A soft moan escaped my lips, and I closed my eyes, succumbing to the journey that I so desperately wanted to begin, and the destination that I couldn’t wait to get to.
    I turned on the water because I didn’t want to lose the heat that consumed me, and I found myself mesmerized by the flow of the water from the spout down to the basin below.
    My hips began to roll and rotate, creating a dance all its own as my eyes continued to fixate on
    the water as the intensity of the heat returned to my bath. Uncontrollably, my back arched and my hips thrust forward. So acute was the urge to feel it, I pressed down and lifted my butt and arched my back so that only my feet and shoulders touched the bathtub. Water fell from me in a cascading waterfall while I held the position for a moment. My clit felt hard and erect and I became aware of moist warmth forming inside.
    I knew I was desperate for a long hard fuck.
    And I knew who it was that I wanted to fuck me long and hard.
    I just wished that he could feel just how badly I wanted it from him.
    The tips of my fingers found my clit at once and began to wander across it, gradually focusing and finding the right spot. A desperately dull pain began between my legs and the pressure from my fingers only heightened it.
    The water kept coming, working in tandem with my fingers like a liquid tongue, bringing me closer to the edge of orgasmic bliss. I didn’t dare stop the flow, even though the rock and sway of my hips against the rhythm that I created with the water began to spill water out of the tub and onto the floor.
    Faster and faster, my fingers rubbed, faster and faster, my fingers worked in and out, my mind giving me images that I could no longer deny anymore. Tensing, as my body neared climax, I could only scream as the waves of orgasms washed over me, taking me to that destination that I’d longed to go.
    I finally turned off the water, my pussy still throbbing and no one to put this fire out. I blushed at how horny I was, that I still needed another wave to crash so I could go to sleep and dream about those hands of his, taking possession of me in ways that I wished and begged.
    By the time I got out of the tub, I finally felt the rush of exhaustion sweep me off my feet, knowing the Sandman would soon come to claim me.
    For the first time in a long time, I couldn’t wait for him to come for me.
    He was in for one helluva ride