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placed her glass on the decking behind her. “You little shit.”
    “I know.” Catie set aside her own almost-empty glass. “But doesn’t it feel great?”
    “Uh-huh.” Dee moved so that the spray struck her higher on her clit, a warm feeling sliding through her, as she grew hornier by the second. “Are you picturing Jess, naked?” she asked as her own thoughts turned to Jake and that cock she had once enjoyed so much.
    “Oooooh, yes.” Catie squirmed and spread her legs farther apart, pressing against Dee’s. “I’ve seen Jess without his shirt, and God does he ever have a bod to make you wet.”
    Dee turned her head and grinned at Catie. “He’s probably nine inches, you think?”
    Catie’s eyes were dreamy as she looked at Dee. “Ten, at least.” Her gaze dropped to Dee’s chest, and for a moment she just stared.
    Dee shifted, her nipples hard and aching. “You all right, Sweetpea?”
    “Um…Dee…” Catie’s voice was low and hesitant as she continued to look at Dee’s chest. “Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to—to touch another woman’s breasts?”
    A slow heat traveled through Dee that had nothing to do with the margarita, the warm whirlpool waters or the stimulation of the jet stream on her clit. “Well…yeah. A couple of times.”
    “I mean I’ve always preferred men. God, you know I love men.” Catie almost looked as though she was in a trance as she stared at Dee’s breasts. “But I’ve been…curious.”
    Dee held her breath as Catie’s hand came up, slowly, as though she wasn’t sure what she was doing. But when Catie’s palm cupped Dee’s breast, she couldn’t help but feel aroused. The sensual combination of her legs spread and the jet spray stimulating her pussy, and the soft caress of Catie’s hand, was completely erotic.
    Encouraged, Catie ran her fingers over the nipple, and then moved her hand to Dee’s other breast. “Is this all right? Just touching?”
    “It’s different,” Dee murmured. Catie’s hands were so soft compared to a man’s. “Feels good.”
    “What do you fantasize about when you touch yourself?”
    With a small groan of pleasure, Dee replied, “Jake. The way he caressed me. The way he felt inside me.”
    “Are you thinking about him now?” Catie’s breath was warm as her mouth neared Dee’s nipple. “Are you imagining him between your legs?”
    “His cock is so big.” Dee widened her thighs to the jet spray. Catie flicked her tongue over Dee’s nipple, and she arched her back so that she was fully in Catie’s mouth. Her lips—so soft, her tongue swirling and licking. “I used to love it when he fucked me. I couldn’t get enough of him.”
    “Mmmm.” Catie sounded like she was purring. “Did he fuck you slow and easy, or hard and fast?” she asked as she rose up on her knees and moved her mouth to Dee’s other breast.
    “Both.” Dee gripped the edge of the stone seat as the jet spray and Catie’s mouth on her nipple brought her closer to climax. Catie slid her fingers between Dee’s thighs, stroking her clit, and Dee gasped, her voice breathless as she continued, “But I liked it best when he was pounding into me.”
    “I have something to confess,” Catie whispered, as she pressed closer, her vanilla musk scent surrounding Dee. “I, um…I saw you masturbating yesterday. And it really made me horny. I never thought seeing a woman do that would be such a turn-on.”
    “Oh.” Dee’s eyes widened, but then they rolled back as Catie’s touch grew stronger. “I thought someone had been there,” she murmured. “And it was a kind of exciting to imagine being watched.”
    “I’m glad.” Catie’s voice rose over the bubbling of the whirlpool. “Now about Jake. Did he ever bend you over and slide his cock in you from behind?”
    “Mmmm, yeah. Even once in the barn over a saddle.” Dee’s whole body trembled at the sensations of a woman’s hands and mouth on her as she fantasized about