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them loose.
    He began to groan softly, and she continued her work with all the enthusiasm she normally saved for an opponent. When her skin stuck to his, she poured some bath oil onto her fingers and her hands slid easily over his back.
    She worked down his spine and ran her thumbs down and back up the grooves of muscle.
    The noises he was making were happy murmurs. She kept going until her wrists and fingers ached. Finally, she tapped his shoulders. “Scoot down and rinse off.”
    He bent and moved away from her, turning and facing her. He was a little bewildered. “How did you learn how to do that?”
    She shrugged. “I took a course. I thought if I could touch people, I would be able to get closer to them. It didn’t really work out that way, but it is a handy skill to have.”
    Stormyo was staring straight ahead, and when she realized that she was standing with her breasts above the water, she bent her knees and scooted to one side.
    He followed her.
    Jewel watched warily, and she jumped a little when he reached behind her and loosened her hair. He was close, very close.
    Stormyo pressed his mouth to hers softly, waiting for her to respond. Jewel blinked when she realized that he was going to wait for her to react. He simply held his lips against hers until she turned her head and flexed her lips into responding to him.
    Trying to figure out what she should be doing became less of an issue as she began to let herself react to the sensations that he was starting.
    She couldn’t tell if the heat between her thighs was the water or herself until he stroked his hand up her inner thigh and pressed two fingers against her opening. She shivered as he dipped inside.
    He parted her lips with his tongue, and she opened her mouth to let him in. She groaned when his fingers slid into her just a little.
    Stormyo stood up and carried her with him. He lifted his head. “The bath is no place for a first time.”
    “It is in Terran romance novels.”
    He licked her cheek. “It increases friction which is fine for a quick session, but I have no urge to hurry things along.”
    She shivered at the mention of friction. “Why not quick?”
    He grinned. “If you have to ask, then I really need to show you.”
    He stopped under a heat lamp, and they dried in seconds. He continued into the outer rooms and, from there, into his bedroom.
    He settled her on the bed and stretched over her, bringing his body into slow and complete contact with hers.
    She felt a shiver run through his body, but she was caught up staring into his eyes. He did a strange push-up motion on her and stroked her breasts and belly with his body. She shivered in her own right and reached up to touch his skin.
    His body had the same feel as soft suede, but the muscle under it was carved oak. Jewel stroked his body with care, running her hands up his sides and over his back. Tension filled him, but her calm couldn’t ease it. Jewel wasn’t even sure that she was trying to project it.
    He moved against her again, the rolling stroke of skin to skin. Stormyo wasn’t in a hurry and that made her nervous.
    She parted her legs when he nudged his thigh to her knees. There was no sound in the room but their breathing, and hers was far more ragged than his.
    As he settled between her thighs with his cock pressing against her folds, he leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and participated enthusiastically, sure of what she was doing in this particular matter.
    He pulled his mouth from hers, and he started to work down her neck, carefully shifting his head to avoid scratching her with his horns.
    His tongue was hot, wet, smooth, as he stroked her neck, worked across her shoulder and down to her breasts.
    He spent what seemed like hours, suckling, nipping, smoothing his tongue across her skin until she was sure that her flesh was on fire and she was happy to burn.
    He moved down her body, but everywhere his mouth had been, she burned. Flames licked along