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    Still... she never failed to appreciate that Joe was handsome, especially after Quinn's apt description that he was like a tree any woman would love to climb. Deep tan skin, dark hair and those eyes; he was the visual definition of the kind of sexy broodiness every woman secretly wanted in a lover at least once in her lifetime.
    After several quiet and intense moments passed he groaned through his teeth. "I think I need to take a cold shower."
    She noticed a smudge of ink on his arm and reached up to rub at it with her wet fingertips. After it dissipated her fingers remained, tracing along the path of a thick vein that traveled from wrist to elbow.
    "Natalie..." he began, his tone a warning despite the rasp of laughter that followed. "I'm drunk."
    "So am I."
    "What about Fitzgerald?"
    Her eyes widened playfully, her shoulders giving a noncommittal shrug. "What about him indeed?" She waited, secretly challenging Joe to instigate a movement towards her. In her periphery she could see his chest rising and falling in quiet but rapid succession. His hair was a mess of dark waves that had once been slicked back into his usual style. "Unless you don't want-"
    His lips were on hers before she could finish, soft but fierce in their exploration of her already swollen lips. She accepted him readily, tasting of his mouth as his tongue swept against hers. His arms dove into the water and found her sides immediately, fingers grasping to her saturated skin. She pulled at the opening of his shirt, smiling with satisfaction as each button popped off one by one until his chest was exposed.
    Joe pushed back from the edge of the tub and stood, taking his shirt off with both hands in one swift motion. His naked chest was a slick washboard of abs on top of abs. She watched, body tingling with impatience as he stripped from the rest of his clothing before climbing in next to her, displaced water lapping over the edge of the tub and onto the floor. A muscular arm wrapped around her torso, pulling her in close until their lips were entwined again. His arousal pressed into her stomach, firm and ready.
    "Turn around." His voice was gruff, heavy with need. She turned, and followed further as he sat in the warm water, her legs folding at his thighs as she straddled him. Thick hands slipped across her damp body, moving from breast to stomach and in between her thighs as his lips kissed mindlessly at her neck and shoulders.
    Using the leverage provided by her legs Natalie lifted her hips and arched her back, ready to receive him. Joe slid one hand down her hips from her stomach until his fingers were within the delicate softness between her thighs while the other hand gripped at the base of his shaft, guiding it up as she lowered herself down.
    His fingers caressed her clit as he took her inch by inch, filling her until she was flush against his thighs. Her mouth opened to quietly expel the moan that rose up from her throat. She arched her back and encircled her arms around his neck, her breasts spilling into his waiting and open hands. A whisper of a growl blew at her neck as he kneaded the pillowy mounds. Her body fell with graceful ease back onto his chest as he reclined against the head of the bathtub.
    "You like that?" he breathed into her ear as he rocked his pelvis, his fullness moving against her insides.
    "Don't stop." Natalie arched and lifted in tandem with his movements, losing herself in sensation as his fingers roamed her body, squeezing and rubbing and fingering without discrimination.
    The relief of having fullness inside her was nearly too much, and with each thrust she cried in delirious joy, her muscles already contracting in micro spasms of electric ecstasy. Broken waves of warm water swept in and over her body like the tide as he moved beneath her, thrusting and pumping as though on the arduous journey to make her body implode from sensation.
    Her hips moved frantically, grinding onto him as she climbed towards impending