teasing glance. "Well, a man of your intelligence fucks women in a place like this. What's the difference?"
He laughed. "Point taken. I'm sure you were a champion debater at school."
"I won my share of contests."
"Had I attended your college, I would have conceded any argument after one glance at your beautiful face."
Genesis gave a lighthearted laugh and he gazed in masculine appreciation at her cherry-hued lips and the amount of cleavage visible above the line of the water.
Alex removed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt as she watched him with a hungry gaze which turned his cock to steel. She was so beautiful he couldn't get enough of her. He craved her with a passionate intensity he had never experienced in his life. She was his woman and he would never give her up. There must be a key which unlocked her heart if only he could discover it.
"What are you doing?" she asked as he removed his trousers.
"I'm a dirty boy. Would you like to give me a bath?"
Chapter 10
"What are you doing on the other side of the tub?" Alex pulled her into his arms as water splashed across the floor.
She giggled. "You really are a dirty boy. Just look at the mess you're making."
"Then I must leave a huge tip for the maid because I plan to make an even bigger mess."
He lifted her by the hips and then sat her down on his erect phallus. More water splashed from the tub and Genesis moaned with pleasure as his penis slid into her body. Her eager muscles clenched around his huge organ.
"Will you admit you enjoy fucking me?" He nibbled on her earlobe as she rode his cock with enthusiasm.
"I enjoy fucking you," she said breathlessly. "Was there ever any doubt?"
"I want to be the only one who does this to you."
She put a finger to his lips. "Not tonight. Just let me enjoy this."
"I believe I'm paying you so
I
can enjoy it."
"And are you enjoying it?"
"God, yes. I don't think I've ever enjoyed anything so much."
"Then where's the problem?"
He laughed. "Why does every discussion with you turn into a spirited debate? That's what I get for seeing an educated woman."
"Would you rather I be ignorant and illiterate?"
"No." He shook his head. "I want you to be exactly as you are. Spirited, opinionated, exquisitely beautiful."
"You flatter me, sir."
"I speak the truth."
She teased his earlobe with her tongue as she ran her hands through his thick, blond hair. He smelled of wonderful things, sandalwood and manliness. Moisture flooded her cunt as she stroked his strong, firm chest and muscular shoulders. She wanted more of him, wanted to be closer, craved the intimacy. She knew she couldn't get any closer for she was already impaled by his cock, and that was as close as she could possibly get. And yet she wanted more. What she felt for Alex was stronger than lust, stronger than sexual impulse. She wanted to possess him, just as he desired to possess her.
But that way led to madness.
Genesis struggled to push her feelings aside and view their encounter as purely sexual. He was just another client after all, albeit an irresistibly sexy one.
There was a knock on the door, and then Captain Murdoch's tall, naked body filled the doorway.
"Forgive me for intruding." Murdoch averted his gaze. "I just wanted to use the facilities."
"Find other facilities," said Alex.
The captain cleared his throat. "Sylvie and I are going to her room. Goodnight to you both."
"Goodnight, captain." Genesis smiled at him. "And thank you for a lovely evening."
He gave her a rakish smile. "I should be thanking you, for it was certainly my pleasure."
Alex's mouth was set in a fierce frown, but he said nothing. He simply glared at the other man until Murdoch left the room and closed the door behind him.
Then he bent his head and took one of Genesis's taut nipples into his mouth. With a frustrated groan he murmured against her skin, "So you had a lovely evening with him?"
"Very much so, but the evening isn't over yet."
"No, it isn't." He cupped her face in his
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