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again to rinse the soap from her body.
    He wasn’t trying to arouse her, but he was. She tried to keep her breathing regular.
    “Get on your knees.”
    Her eyes had been half closed, and now they flew open in alarm. “Why?”
    He laughed again. “So your torso will be out of the water and I can wash it.”
    She hesitated, and then she gripped the sides of the tub and moved onto her knees. She felt his cock floating near her ass as she shifted away. He still didn’t have an erection. She could hardly believe it, but a quick glance as she settled on her knees confirmed he was not aroused. That confused her. How could he not be aroused? Did he have that much control?
    He ran the sponge over her stomach first, and then he moved up. She closed her eyes, but that only made her focus more on his hand. Her nipples hardened, and he definitely noticed. He ran the sponge over them several times, leaving lots of suds there, and then he set the sponge aside. His hands massaged her breasts vigorously, and then his fingers rolled her nipples.
    She bit the inside of her lip, desperate not to make a sound.
    He stopped and poured water over her again. The water felt cool because her skin had grown so hot under his touch. He stood up. He’d aroused her just enough to make her feel frustrated, to make her long for him to continue. He knew her body as well as Ares did, but did he know her as completely? If he did, would he continue this teasing seduction? She didn’t know. She was far too confused herself.
    She wasn’t sure what he was doing, but then he took her hands and lifted her. The chains holding her detached as she stood, but then he placed her hands on a metal bar over her head. She looked up. That had not been there before, but now her chains were attached to it. She stood naked and dripping wet with him right behind her. He knelt down on his knees, and she felt his breath on her back.
    “Spread your legs for me.”
    She did so, and he ran the sponge up and down each of her legs, his hands stopping just below her pussy each time. Then he washed her ass and rinsed her again. Then nothing.
    She peered down at him, turning slightly. “What are you doing?”
    He met her gaze. “Admiring you. I thought I remembered every detail of how beautiful you are. I was wrong. Seeing you in the flesh is a hundred times better than my memories.”
    She turned back around because she had seen that now he did have an erection. “Are we done? Do I go back to your room now?”
    “I’m not done yet.” He got on his knees again. His hands ran over her ass.
    “Let me go back to your room,” she whispered.
    “I’m not done.” He took up the sponge once more and pushed her legs apart. He ran the sponge slowly over her pussy. The sponge was rough enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her as he worked it over her clit.
    “Hephaestus?”
    “Yes?”
    “You said you wouldn’t fuck me.”
    “I won’t. I didn’t promise not to make you come.” He cleaned her well, and then used his hand to bring water up to rinse her. He kept massaging the water against her long after all the soap had been rinsed off. His warm fingers drove her mad. She knew he could feel how aroused she’d become under his ministrations.
    She whimpered with need when he pinched her clit between two fingers.
    “Come for me, Aphrodite. I want to give you pleasure.”
    She shook her head. “Let me go. Let me go, and we’ll make love the next time I come back.”
    “You won’t come back if I do.”
    “That romantic evening you planned. We’ll have it. Tomorrow.” He slid two fingers deep inside her, and she groaned. “Please.”
    He stood up, his fingers still buried in her, and leaned over her. His lips touched her ear. “You’re mine. I’ll never let you go again.”
    “Then I’m not really yours, not if you have to work so hard to keep me from going, not if you have to lock me up,” she said. She struggled to catch her breath, and then she gasped as his