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  Then he dipped his tongue inside her, and she cried out. He withdrew his tongue to travel that slow path again before settling his lips over her clit. As he licked, flicked and suckled it, he slipped a finger inside her. Her inner muscled clenched as he leisurely withdrew it, then thrust it back inside. Soon it was joined by a second finger, and together they lazily caressed her inner passage as his lips continued their gentle pull on her sensitive nub.

  Becca willed her eyes to open, and she looked down her naked body. Ethan's head between her legs as he pleasured her was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen. Even her sexy romance novels couldn't have prepared her for the intense emotions that coursed through her body at the sight. If that wasn't enough, he was gazing up at her with passion-darkened eyes as his lips, tongue, and fingers continued to work their magic.

  Then he thrust his fingers deep, hitting her G-spot at the same time his lips sucked hard on her clit. Becca's eyes flew wide, and she cried out in ecstasy as her body spasmed over and over again.

  Ethan's lips and hands didn't leave her until he'd milked the last wave of passion from her. Her breath still came in gasps, but her body went limp with bliss. Her arms no long able to support her, Becca dropped back onto the bed, and her eyes drifted shut.

  She felt Ethan rise from his kneeling position to slide his naked body over hers and plant a kiss of her still-parted lips. Somehow she found the strength to lift her arms and wrapped them around his neck to deepen the kiss. He tasted of her, with a hint of champagne left over from the reception. His hard length pressed against the apex of her thighs. After a searing orgasm like she'd just experienced, Becca wouldn't have thought she could possibly want more for a while, but he was already bringing her body back to life.

  She opened her eyes to see love and passion mirrored in Ethan's gaze. He slid to his side and raised his hand to tenderly caress her hair, her cheeks, her lips. “Watching you come apart like that was the most erotic, the most beautiful, the most amazing thing I've ever seen. God, I love you.” He leaned down to press his lips to hers again. “I want to make that happen again while I'm inside you,” he whispered against her mouth.

  His words brought a smile to her lips. “What are you waiting for?”

  Becca's blatant invitation was very nearly Ethan's undoing. He closed his eyes for a moment, willing his body under control. He had put a lot of effort into making this night unforgettable and special, everything her first time should have been, but wasn't. Even though his cock was practically screaming for him to take her, he refused to deviate from his plan. With great effort, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

  She had turned on her side to face him. The look she gave him was one of pure love and adoration, and his heart leapt at the sight.

  He trailed his fingers up and down her arm in a tender caress. “What's your hurry?” he asked softly. “We have a lifetime of lovemaking ahead of us. Let's savor the moment. After all, you are queen for the night, and I have lots more pampering to give you first.”

  Becca gave him a sweet smile. “Ethan, I know I've already said this before, but you're going to spoil me.”

  He leaned over to kiss her shoulder. “That's my evil plan,” he said with a smile.

  Ethan sat up and grasped Becca's hand to pull her up beside him. When he stood and scooped her up in his arms, she let out a little squeal of delight. “Where are you taking me now?”

  “I'm going to give you a bath, because you're a very dirty girl,” he replied with as much seriousness as he could manage.

  Becca responded to his double entendre by rolling her eyes and swatting his shoulder. “I am not dirty.”

  “Oh, so you don't want me to bathe you?”

  Becca opened her mouth as though to contradict him, only to snap it shut again. She gave him a look of consternation as she seemed to consider her options. Apparently finding none that suited, she looked up at him through demurely lowered lashes. “Maybe I'm just a little dirty.”

  No longer able to keep a straight face, he laughed as he padded across the thick carpet toward the bathroom. He sat her down on the tiled edge of the big jacuzzi tub for two. Testing the water and finding it a bit cool, he drained some out and refreshed the bath with hot water, adding more bubble bath. Becca waited patiently, watching him work.

  When he was satisfied with the water temperature, he lifted her back into his arms and stepped over the side into the tub. Carefully, he lowered them both down into the foamy water. Spreading his legs, he settled Becca between them and drew her back against his chest. She curled into him like a cat, laying her head against his shoulder.

  Holding her snugly in his embrace, Ethan relaxed against the back of the tub. The candles he'd lit earlier reflected in the mirrors, enveloping them in a warm glow. Grabbing the remote he'd left by the tub, he turned on the MP3 player on the bathroom vanity. Soothing ocean sounds emanated from the speakers. Together, they soaked in the warm water while listening to the peaceful ebb and flow of the surf. Cherishing the feel of the woman he loved in his arms, Ethan lost track of time.

  He had no idea how many minutes had passed before Becca broke the silence. “Mmmmm,” she purred. “This is so nice.” She turned sideways and lifted her head to look at him. “Thank you for all this.”

  She brought her body around to fully face him. On her knees, she placed her hands on his chest and leaned in to press her lips against his. When her tongue tentatively touched his bottom lip, he opened his mouth to allow her entrance. She dipped inside with shallow, gentle strokes that belied how innocent she still was. He tangled his own tongue with hers, but allowed her to set the pace.

  She finally pulled back with a smile. “That was nice too.”

  “If you thank me like that every time I give you a bath, I might have to do it every day.”

  She lowered her gaze, but not before he caught a hint of passion mirrored there. “I want to do more than that,” she replied with a sensual undertone.

  Her hands slid over his chest; her fingertips circled his nipples. Ethan took a deep breath as she explored a bit lower to the taut muscles of his abdomen. As they'd relaxed together, his erection had abated somewhat, but now it came roaring back to life.

  Her hands disappeared beneath the bubbles. He gasped as one finger circled the head of his penis and slid down the underside. When she cupped his balls in one hand and wrapped her other around his shaft, he knew he wasn't going to last much longer unless he put a stop to it now.

  He grasped her wrists and reluctantly pulled her hands away with a groan. “Becca, my self-control is good, but not that good.”

  She stuck her bottom lip out in a cute little pout. “But if I'm the Queen, doesn't that mean I get to do what I want?”

  He chuckled at how adorable she looked. “Right now, it means you get all the pleasure, and I'm not done pleasuring you yet.”

  “Since you're doing such a good job, I guess I can't argue with that,” she replied, as he turned her back around. Once her back was to him again, she teasingly pressed the crease of her bottom against his hard length.

  “Becca,” he ground out in a scolding tone.

  She relaxed back into her previous position. “Fine, but as soon as you're done with me, I'm going to make you king, so I can return the favor.” She twisted her head to give him a mischievous look from the corner of her eye.

  “I don't think I'm ever going to be done with you, but I like the sound of that.” He wrapped his arms tightly around her and placed a kiss on her temple. He let his hands glide over her abdomen, slowly working his way up until his palms covered her breasts, then whispered in her ear, “And by the way, these...” He paused to give the mounds a gentle squeeze. “...are absolutely perfect in every way.”

  “Oh, Ethan.” Becca turned her head and reached over her shoulder to grasp his neck, pulling him into another kiss.

  Having her lips on his again was driving him mad with desire.

  When she ended the kiss, she added, “You always kn
ow how to make me feel good about myself.”

  “I'm glad. But let's get you bathed before you turn into a prune and I explode from wanting you.”

  He reached for a washcloth, dipped it into the soapy water and ran it over her entire body. As he washed her, he was reminded of a year ago when she'd come to him, her spirit all but shattered by the stressful events of the day, and he'd drawn her a bubble bath. Seeing her in his tub, looking like an angel fallen from heaven, was the moment he'd realized how deeply he loved her. He chuckled softly at the memory of how horny that had made him.

  “What?” she asked.

  He continued sliding the cloth over her body. “I was just remembering something.”

  Becca turned her head to look at him from the corner of her eye. “Tell me.”

  “Remember last year when you took a bath at my house?”

  She turned her back to him again, and he thought he detected a slump in her shoulders. “You mean the worst night of my life?” she asked ruefully.

  The hand holding the cloth stilled. He placed a soft kiss on her shoulder. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stir up bad memories for you. It's just that...that was probably the best night of my life.”

  Even from the side he could see her forehead scrunch up in confusion. “Why?”

  “Because it's the night I realized how much I loved you.”

  She seemed to ponder that for a moment before a slight smile touched her lips, and she snuggled back against him. “Actually, now that I think about it, it was the worst night of my life, but I guess it was also the best.”

  “Really?”

  She nodded. “It's when I started falling in love with you.”

  “You did?”

  “Um-hmm. I don't think I would have been OK with anything more, but there were a couple of times that night I really wanted you to kiss me.”

  Ethan smiled. He hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek. “I had no idea. And here I thought I would scare you if I tried.”

  “You wanted that too?”

  He huffed out a laugh. “That, and a whole lot more.” He trailed his lips down the curve of her neck.

  She arched into him as a sound of delight escaped her throat. “How much more?” she asked breathlessly.

  “I wanted to climb into the tub with you and do all the things I'm doing to you now.” His lips nibbled her damp shoulder. “I wanted to show you how a man should treat a woman and pleasure you until you couldn't stand it anymore.” One hand curled around her breast while the other dipped below the water to caress her sensitive nub. “Like this.”

  He slid a finger through her slick feminine folds before slipping it inside to stroke her inner passage. When he discovered that she was already aroused, he added a second finger and, with the heel of his hand pressed against her clit, rhythmically thrust in and out. Gradually, he increased the speed as his mouth plundered every part of her it could reach–her earlobe, her cheek, her neck–while his hand kneaded her breasts and flicked her hardened nipples.

  He was rewarded with a series of breathless pants and moans. He knew she was approaching her climax when her inner walls clenched tight around his fingers. Her hands grasped his thighs until her nails dug into his flesh. She arched her back and cried out as she found her release. He held her and continued to stroke her until the spasms finally subsided and she relaxed against him with a moan of exhausted bliss.

  Becca slumped bonelessly against Ethan's chest. Her gorgeous husband certainly knew how to drive her wild, and even after two intense orgasms, she still wanted more. She wanted to feel him inside her, his body pressing down on her own, the friction of his naked skin against hers.

  “Oh, Becca,” Ethan all but growled in her ear. “God, I can't take it anymore. I have to be inside you.” It was as though he had read her thoughts.

  She nodded in agreement. “Like I said before, 'What are you waiting for?'”

  That was apparently all the encouragement he needed. He sprang from the tub, heedlessly dripping water on the tiled floor, then lifted her out to join him. Grabbing a soft fluffy towel, he began to dry her off. He knelt to reach her feet and legs, slowly working his way up until the towel gently rasped against her most intimate place. The sensation made her hot and ready for him all over again. After placing a light kiss on her swollen mound, he rose to his feet and quickly toweled himself off.

  Carelessly tossing the towel to the floor, he reached for her, pulling her close. He leaned his forehead against hers as his hands settled on her hips and his erection pressed against her lower abdomen. She lifted her arms to encircle his neck.

  His hands slid down to cup her bottom, then he lifted her high on his chest.

  “Wrap you legs around me, sweetheart.”

  Becca did as he commanded, locking her ankles at the small of his back. The tip of his penis brushed her opening. She gasped at the intimate contact, then leaned down to kiss him.

  The touch of her lips on his seemed to stoke his passion. With her securely held in his arms, he strode back to the bedroom. Never letting go of her, he climbed onto the bed and laid her back against the pillows. As he gently probed her feminine folds with the velvety tip of his shaft, his mouth devoured hers in reckless abandon. He reached behind his neck to pull her arms down to rest on either side of her head and entwined his fingers with hers. Finally, he lifted his head to look at her with passion-dark eyes. He held her gaze as he gradually eased his hard length into her slick passage, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her.

  She felt a bit stretched, but there was no pain like there had been before. She sighed at the delicious sensation of being filled by him. An exquisite sense of completeness washed over her.

  With deliberate slowness, Ethan withdrew until only a fraction of his length remained inside her. He paused briefly before seating himself fully again with a forceful thrust.

  She gasped. Her eyes fluttered shut as his mouth claimed hers once more. His tongue dipped inside, mimicking the strokes of his lower body at their intimate joining. He released her hands to brace himself on his forearms.

  She explored his chest with questing fingertips before slipping her arms around his waist. The soft hairs of his chest tickled her engorged nipples, and she arched her back to press herself more fully against him. All the while, the rhythmic thrusting of his tongue and cock raised the delectable tension in her body higher and higher. She grasped his buttocks, digging her nails into his taut flesh, drawing him more deeply inside her. Becca moved restlessly, meeting him stroke for stroke until electrifying points of light seemed to explode throughout her body. She screamed his name as her release overtook her.

  Above her, Ethan groaned deeply. His head dropped to her shoulder as his body shuddered with his own orgasm. She caressed his back until his body relaxed and he collapsed on top of her.

  Becca wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him, relishing the weight of him pressing her into the mattress. The scent of the rose petals crushed beneath their hot bodies permeated the air. She breathed deeply of their sweet fragrance and delighted in the feel of the satin sheets at her back. Becca didn't think she could possibly be any happier than she was at that moment.

  After a long while, Ethan finally rolled to his side. He raised himself on one elbow and lifted his other hand to caress her cheek lovingly, then leaned down to place a soft kiss on her mouth. He lay down with his head pillowed on his folded arm, watching her with a look of awestruck bliss.

  “I knew it was going to be amazing, but that went way beyond even my wildest fantasies.”

  Becca turned to her side to face him. She pulled his hand to her lips and smiled. “Glad I could rock your world, tiger.” She giggled before taking a more serious tone. “'Cause you sure rocked mine.”

  He returned her smile. “It was my pleasure.” He paused for a moment before adding with a chuckle, “and yours.”

  Ethan turned to his back and drew her into his arms. With her head resting on his shoulder, they snuggled close, sile
ntly caressing one another and sharing tender kisses.

  Before long Becca's eyes began to feel heavy. She yawned sleepily.

  Ethan kissed her forehead and murmured, “Go to sleep, sweetheart.”

  With the warmth of his touch still fresh on her skin, she drifted off into peaceful slumber.

  Ethan lay there for a long while, simply holding Becca and watching her sleep. Her soft breath feathered over his chest. She looked utterly serene in repose, and he thought he caught a hint of a smile curving her rosy lips. He would never tire of seeing his beautiful wife like this.

  He marveled then at how surreal it felt to call Becca his wife. He hoped he wouldn't awaken tomorrow morning to find this was all just a dream.

  Carefully, so as not to rouse Becca, Ethan slid his arm from beneath her head and settled her against the pillow. She stirred briefly but didn't awaken. He rose from the bed and padded about the room, snuffing out all the candles. He did the same in the bathroom and drained the tub before returning to their room, which was now lit only by the dying embers in the fireplace.

  As he approached the bed, he smiled. Becca had turned over so her back was toward him, but the silhouette of her pert little bottom was still visible, peeking from beneath the sheet. His cock stirred at the sight, but he mentally reprimanded it, reminding himself that after three earth-shattering orgasms, she needed rest. Instead, he straightened the covers, pulling the duvet up to her shoulder before sliding into bed behind her. Wrapping an arm around her her waist, he spooned snugly against her back.

  In her sleep, Becca pressed her bottom into his half-hard length. He gritted his teeth in frustration, but couldn't help lifting his hand to cup one soft breast. He tried to ignore his body's insistent call to take her again and instead tried to clear his mind. Eventually, his efforts were rewarded when he fell into a sound sleep. His dreams took him to a place where all his sexual fantasies were fulfilled by the one woman he would love for the rest of his life.