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wondered how she could be so daring as to allow it. This was up-close and personal to the extreme. They had been intimate on several occasions, but not this intimate. Broad daylight. His face even with her spread thighs. He could see everything. She watched him draw the blade over her throbbing flesh in careful strokes. When he'd finished, he rinsed the area careful y and then set his straight razor aside before lowering his head and suckling her fully exposed clitoris. A jolt of pleasure shot down her thighs and up her belly. She clung to his hair, her head tossed back in abandon as she involuntarily gyrated against his face. A climax gripped her within seconds, leaving her a quivering mass of languorous flesh.
    “Feel better, sweetheart?” he asked her.
    She looked down at him, thinking she'd never seen anything so sexy in her life as him gazing up at her from between her thighs, lips moist with her juices.
    “A little,” she breathed and smoothed his hair tenderly.
    He grinned. “There will be more where that came from,” he promised. “Come in here with me.”
    “I'd rather come with you in me,” she said feeling incredibly bold.
    He chuckled. “All in due time.”
    She slid into the water and leaned against him. These feelings of tenderness—love and also gratitude for temporarily satisfying her seemingly insatiable lust—were completely new to her. She never wanted her time with Reece to end. He simply held her gently for a long while, fingertips tracing a lazy pattern over the skin of her back.
    “Reece, tel me how you first met me.”
    “It's not very romantic.”
    “I don’t care. Tell me.” She always felt like she was missing out on so much since she’d never experienced the year of her life that had led to her and Reece being engaged. Though that year didn’t exist in Lara’s memory, it did in Reece’s. When he’d traveled back in time to save her from being murdered, he’d saved her life, but he’d robbed her of memories she was certain she’d have treasured. She wanted to know as much about what she’d missed as he would tell her. She felt cheated.
    “Okay, I’l tell you, but you’re going to be disappointed.”
    “I could never be disappointed in you,” she said. When she looked up at him and smiled, his gaze shifted to the empty space behind her and he drew her against him more securely.
    “You were looking to buy an artifact for your Ancient Egypt display case at the museum,” he said. “You contacted me to see if I had anything unique. I brought some pieces I had for sale to your office. When I told you my price, you said I was trying to rip you off.”
    “Were you?”
    He chuckled. “No more than anyone else.”
    “Then what?”
    “We made a deal.”
    “What kind of deal?”
    “I let you put my items on display in exchange for sex.” She jerked away and glared up at him. “You're joking,” she sputtered.
    He laughed. “Ah Lara. The look on your face right now is priceless.” She scowled.
    “Of course, I'm joking,” he said, hands raised in surrender. “It took me three months to get you to agree to go for a cup of coffee.”
    “I don't drink coffee.”
    “I wish I would have known that then.” He winked at her. “I'd have asked you to join me for a hot cocoa.”
    She smiled. “That would have been tempting.”
    “I told you it wasn’t romantic. Not like this.”
    “This is very nice,” she admitted.
    “Are you ready to finish your bath?”
    “Depends,” she said.
    “On?”
    “Are you going to get me all hot and bothered again?”
    “I hope so,” he said, lowering his head to nibble on her jaw.
    “Then I'm ready.”
    “Princess Farima?” a feminine voice cal ed from near the doorway.
    Lara pulled away from Reece. “I’m in the bath!” she called back.
    She expected that to deter the tall, African woman she’d seen earlier in the dining room, but instead the woman removed what little clothing she wore and entered the bath as well. When she