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few moments later and waded back to Lara, floating the basket ful of various bottles and other items in the water beside him. When he reached the alcove, he hopped up on the edge of the pool and set his basin of toiletries next to him.
    “Come here, princess,” he beckoned.
    She gave him a puzzled look, but approached him, putting a hand on each of his knees.
    “Lower,” he instructed. She squatted down in the water, eye to eye with the thick bulge in his pants.
    “And what do you think I'm going to do down here?” she asked, licking her lips, eyes trained on his crotch. She wouldn't mind taking him in her mouth. Giving him pleasure was as much a turn on to her as it was to him.
    “Oh God, Lara, don't look at me that way. Turn around.” She offered him a puzzled look, but did what he said and turned to face the opposite direction. Reece’s strong hands moved to her hair. He was soon working fragrant soap into her thick, curling locks, drawing sighs of content pleasure from her as his strong fingers massaged her scalp. After her hair was sufficiently lathered, he hopped back into the pool with her and moved her back under the flowing water, working the suds out of her hair. She stared up at his handsome face, her body thrumming with anticipation.
    “I'm sufficiently seduced,” she murmured as he leaned close to get the last of the soap out of her hair.
    She pulled him against her and kissed him heatedly, rubbing her breasts against the crisp hair on his chest. He let her have her way with him, his hands moving to her buttocks and roughly massaging her cheeks together, exciting her in ways she'd never imagined. After a moment, she leaned back to catch her breath and he nuzzled her neck, dropping hot, wet kisses along her throat to her ear. He took the lobe in his mouth, sucking and nibbling it until she was gasping with need.
    “Reece,” she panted. “Reece.”
    “Hmm?” he murmured. The husky sound caused her to shudder.
    “I want you,” she gasped. “Now.”
    He chuckled. “Not yet. We need to shave you first.”
    “Shave?”
    He nodded. “One of my duties as your guard, apparently.”
    “They told you to shave me?”
    “A lovely, African servant woman said it was required of me.” Lara wondered if it was the same she had seen in the dining room. “Wel , I wouldn’t want to interfere with your job.” She grinned at him.

    “I thought you might cooperate.” He moved her through the water towards the ledge he'd recently vacated. He set her on the cool marble of the pool and she nearly leaped out of her skin.
    “I'm sorry, princess,” he murmured, drawing her back into the water. “How thoughtless of me.” He kissed her gently. “Forgive me?” She would have forgiven him anything at that moment. He pulled a cloth from the basin of toiletries and spread it on the ledge.
    “Here. This should be more comfortable.” He set her on the cloth and she looked down at him, wondering what he would do next. He dropped down so that the water almost reached his chin, took her foot and placed it on his shoulder. He began to apply a thick layer of lather from her ankle all the way to her hip. He then took a sharp blade and very carefully shaved her leg. She watched him, wondering why this was the most erotic thing she'd ever experienced. When he finished with the first leg, he smoothed his hands up and down over her slick flesh looking for spots he’d missed. He kissed the instep of her foot and went to work on the other leg. A kiss to the instep of her other foot, and her legs were silky smooth. Her eyes widened when his fingers tangled in the thatch of hair between her legs.
    “This goes, too,” he said, his voice a husky timber.
    “What?” she gasped, jerking involuntarily.
    “I was given instructions to shave al of your body hair. Hold very still,” he whispered, lathering her pubic area now. “I prefer to be the only one of us circumcised.” She dared not move as he shaved her mound. She