never realized touching a man could be so erotic. Hurriedly handing the soap back to him, she said, "I'm through. It's all over."
"That's what you think," he said as he turned and splashed water on her, then started soaping her breasts. "That's not my back," she complained.
"Lady, I wash whatever part's presented," he told her. "Nice parts, by the way."
"You're a wicked man," she said, concealing her amusement as she twisted away from him.
She slipped, grabbed at him and they both fell into the shallow water. Warmed by the high-altitude sun, the water was cool but tolerable once they got used to it.
"Not the biggest bathtub in the world," Bram said. "Nor the warmest water. Wait'll I get you in my Jacuzzi."
Vala, taken aback--when did he expect to do that?
She started to get up. Bram caught her arm and pulled her down again, this time on top of him. Holding her firmly against him, he kissed her.
All her concern about the possibility of somebody coming and finding them in the pool fled as she melted into the kiss.
Bram had her just where he wanted her--in his arms and naked. Her skin was so very white where the sun didn't reach, white and soft and arousing to caress. Pauline's soap had a faint herbal aroma which mingled pleasantly with Vala's own scent. He wanted her as acutely as he had the night before, with the added edge of having learned how passionate she could be.
He'd had vague dreams when he was young of finding out what she was like under that aloof manner of hers. What he'd finally discovered all these years later was beyond his wildest imaginings.
She was not going to be easy to forget.
Once they were locked together, the world vanished, except for Vala. Rockets didn't begin to describe the way she made him feel. He couldn't get enough of her. He wanted their love-making to last and last. Forever.
When he finally peaked and came down, he still didn't want to let her go, but he was afraid she might be getting cold, wet as they both were. With considerable reluctance, he released her .
As they quickly finished washing, she said to him, "I'm perfectly aware you planned this from the very beginning. What does it take to stop you from doing something you've made up your mind to do--a legal document?"
He grinned at her, "Are you complaining?"
She flushed, but looked him in the eye. "Wouldn't you be surprised if I said yes."
"Under oath?"
"This isn't a courtroom."
"And I couldn't be more grateful. After all, I don't have my tie handy."
"I doubt the judge would be any more lenient if you did have it here." She giggled. "I can just see you naked, but wearing the tie, trying to explain how you seduced a poor innocent maiden."
"Easy. I'd explain you were a princess and so everything that happened was your fault because I was a carefree frog until you kissed me."
It warmed him to watch Vala laugh.
When they were dressed and had remounted the horses, she asked, "Do you think you'll ever go back to being an attorney?
"I don't rule it out. But not at the moment. Why?"
"Curiosity. I know it must have taken a lot of hard work to get that law degree and pass the bar exam."
"In a way, you drove me to it."
"Me? What on earth do you mean?"
"Once I was a lawyer, the Channings would no longer think I wasn't good enough for their daughter. Something like that."
Taken aback, Vala said, "I can't believe I was that important to you in those days."
"Actually, what I needed to do crystalized for me after our unhappy night of misunderstandings. At the time, it seemed to me law school was the answer."
"So it wasn't me, exactly."
"Don't abdicate responsibility for turning me into a respectable citizen."
"Which you didn't enjoy being?"
"There's such a thing as too respectable. If I hadn't learned that on my own, Sheba, my Siamese cat, would have taught me in her own fashion."
"Back then you always acted as though you knew what you were doing, but I was such a wimpy kid," Vala said. "Not till I divorced Neal did
"That's what you think," he said as he turned and splashed water on her, then started soaping her breasts. "That's not my back," she complained.
"Lady, I wash whatever part's presented," he told her. "Nice parts, by the way."
"You're a wicked man," she said, concealing her amusement as she twisted away from him.
She slipped, grabbed at him and they both fell into the shallow water. Warmed by the high-altitude sun, the water was cool but tolerable once they got used to it.
"Not the biggest bathtub in the world," Bram said. "Nor the warmest water. Wait'll I get you in my Jacuzzi."
Vala, taken aback--when did he expect to do that?
She started to get up. Bram caught her arm and pulled her down again, this time on top of him. Holding her firmly against him, he kissed her.
All her concern about the possibility of somebody coming and finding them in the pool fled as she melted into the kiss.
Bram had her just where he wanted her--in his arms and naked. Her skin was so very white where the sun didn't reach, white and soft and arousing to caress. Pauline's soap had a faint herbal aroma which mingled pleasantly with Vala's own scent. He wanted her as acutely as he had the night before, with the added edge of having learned how passionate she could be.
He'd had vague dreams when he was young of finding out what she was like under that aloof manner of hers. What he'd finally discovered all these years later was beyond his wildest imaginings.
She was not going to be easy to forget.
Once they were locked together, the world vanished, except for Vala. Rockets didn't begin to describe the way she made him feel. He couldn't get enough of her. He wanted their love-making to last and last. Forever.
When he finally peaked and came down, he still didn't want to let her go, but he was afraid she might be getting cold, wet as they both were. With considerable reluctance, he released her .
As they quickly finished washing, she said to him, "I'm perfectly aware you planned this from the very beginning. What does it take to stop you from doing something you've made up your mind to do--a legal document?"
He grinned at her, "Are you complaining?"
She flushed, but looked him in the eye. "Wouldn't you be surprised if I said yes."
"Under oath?"
"This isn't a courtroom."
"And I couldn't be more grateful. After all, I don't have my tie handy."
"I doubt the judge would be any more lenient if you did have it here." She giggled. "I can just see you naked, but wearing the tie, trying to explain how you seduced a poor innocent maiden."
"Easy. I'd explain you were a princess and so everything that happened was your fault because I was a carefree frog until you kissed me."
It warmed him to watch Vala laugh.
When they were dressed and had remounted the horses, she asked, "Do you think you'll ever go back to being an attorney?
"I don't rule it out. But not at the moment. Why?"
"Curiosity. I know it must have taken a lot of hard work to get that law degree and pass the bar exam."
"In a way, you drove me to it."
"Me? What on earth do you mean?"
"Once I was a lawyer, the Channings would no longer think I wasn't good enough for their daughter. Something like that."
Taken aback, Vala said, "I can't believe I was that important to you in those days."
"Actually, what I needed to do crystalized for me after our unhappy night of misunderstandings. At the time, it seemed to me law school was the answer."
"So it wasn't me, exactly."
"Don't abdicate responsibility for turning me into a respectable citizen."
"Which you didn't enjoy being?"
"There's such a thing as too respectable. If I hadn't learned that on my own, Sheba, my Siamese cat, would have taught me in her own fashion."
"Back then you always acted as though you knew what you were doing, but I was such a wimpy kid," Vala said. "Not till I divorced Neal did
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