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sat on the side and rubbed her fingers across the bedspread. Mink. Go figure. Kayla laid back and closed her eyes.
    â€œI think you got a little too relaxed.”
    She sat up when she heard the deep voice. “Oh my. Sorry. I just wanted to sit down for a few moments. I’m sorry,” Kayla said, embarrassed.
    â€œReady to go back down?” Craig looked amused.
    â€œI don’t think I can make it.” Kayla smiled.
    â€œI’ll help you.” Craig reached and gently pulled Kayla up. When they got to the top of the steps, he got in front of her and put her on his back.
    â€œWhat are you doing?” She giggled.
    â€œTold you I’d help. Jump on.” He laughed. Kayla hesitated then climbed on Craig’s back. She could feel and see his muscles through the thin T-shirt he wore and noticed part of a tattoo on his left shoulder. She looked closer and saw that it was a cross with a rose wrapped around it.
    Somehow, they made it back into the living room. Craig had lit the fireplace and had a huge blanket lying in front of it. Kayla got off his back and stood in the middle of it.
    â€œYou’re amazing,” she told him.
    â€œIt’s Valentine’s. I wanted it to be special.” He pulled her to him and kissed her like he had before. Kayla responded, for it was what she had been waiting for all night long. She could feel him leading her to the floor and she obliged. They kissed for what seemed like hours. Exploring each other’s mouths, tasting each other, neither one wanting to be the first to pull away.
    â€œTurn over,” he whispered.
    â€œHuh?” Kayla stopped and realized what he said.
    â€œTurn over. On your stomach.”
    â€œHold on, Craig. Maybe I need to let you know up front,” she began.
    â€œI wanna rub your back. Come on.” He began rubbing her neck in a circular motion. Kayla’s eyes began to close and her head fell forward. “I told you I’m good with my hands.” He reached under one of the end tables and pulled out a bottle of oil.
    Kayla lay on the blanket and Craig massaged her back and shoulders. His hands worked their way along her body, picking up where the tub jets left off. His touch was firm yet gentle, and there was something about the way his fingers lingered along certain spots that sent a chill down Kayla’s spine. She began to feel heat in places she hadn’t felt in a while. She heard herself moan as Craig’s hands kneaded her lower back.
    â€œFeel good?” he asked her. She could feel him shifting and suddenly she felt his breath in the small of her back as he began nuzzling. Kayla’s body tensed, shocked by what he was doing. “Relax,” he told her.
    He pulled her shirt up, began nibbling his way back up her torso, and licked her shoulders.
    â€œCraig,” she whispered. She did not want it to feel this good. It was too hard to say stop. Tell him you want him to stop, her mind told her. “What are you doing?” were the words that came out of her mouth.
    This was too much for Kayla. Somehow she managed to roll over, but once again got lost in his alluring eyes. Craig continued to sing as he removed her T-shirt and kissed her neck.
    Don’t do this, her mind said. Her back arched, reaching for his kisses as his mouth found her hard nipples. He kissed each one gently and continued down her stomach, stopping only to pour more oil.
    â€œYou are so fine,” he paused long enough to say. Before she could thank him, she felt him kiss the inside of each thigh, bending her legs, nibbling her calves.
    This is wrong. You don’t even know this man, her brain warned her. It was as if her body and mind were at war, but the physical was determined to beat out the mental. When Craig poured oil on each of her feet and began sucking her toes, Kayla knew that her mind had lost all control of her body. She could not remember taking the shorts off, but she knew they were not