Playing With Fire

Chapter 42 - Deep and Meaningful

"You really want me to go into the hot tub in my bra and panties?" Kajol had never done something like that before. Though part of her admittedly got a bit exhilarated by the idea, the logical, shyer side of her stood in the middle of the bedroom flabbergasted.

Shahru looked at her as if she were off her rocker. "You've been in a bikini before haven't you?"

"No...hmmm actually once"

He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the bed. "There you have it. Explain to me the difference between a bikini and that sexy lingerie you have on under those clothes?"

Kajol tried not to let her heart soar over the compliment. "Well, bikinis are bikinis. They're made for swimming and public use. My panties are my panties. They're not supposed to be worn in public."

He laughed at her, making her pick up his shirt and throw it at him.

"Angel, in case you haven't noticed, we're in the middle of nowhere. I would hardly consider this public, and I've seen you in a lot less than your panties. If I have it my way, you'll end up in a lot less than your panties."

Suddenly the thought of being nearly naked in the hot tub with him started to sound better and better. His low husky voice had that much power over her. Still she couldn't help but give him a hard time, knowing full well she would give in, in the end. He was right. What was the big deal in getting half naked for him, whether it was outside or not. An animal might get an eyeful, but that was about it. "If I'm in less than my panties, wouldn't that put me in nothing?"

"I like that idea too, but you forgot about the bra."

Kajol pulled her shirt over her head as well. It landed on the bed where his had been before she threw it at him. "Won't we be cold?"

Shahru walked over to the small closet and opened the door. She took in the view of his finely sculpted back while he pulled something from inside.

"I got us these thick robes to wear. That will help until we get to the hot tub. Then you'll have me to keep you warm."

Her knees went weak. "I'll have the hot water too."

Shahru winked at her. "I doubt you'll need it."

Yeah, so did she. As if unaffected by the boiling warmth between them that at this moment nearly gave her heatstroke, Shahru laid their blue robes on the bed, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and started to pull them down. Kajol couldn't stop herself, she sat back and enjoyed the show of long, thick muscles and tawny sun-kissed skin. The man was so beautifully masculine she was close to suggesting they skip the hot tub, lie on the bed and explore one another right here, right now.

When she opened her mouth to say just that, Shahru stopped her when he said, "Don't look at me like that, or I can't be held responsible for my actions."

Her breaths sped to an uncontrollable rate. "What if I don't want to? What if I'm ready for you right now? I'll take responsibility."

He growled and stalked toward her. His large hands held her waist, smoothing around to her back. "Don't tempt me." Shahru unbuttoned her pants for her, fell to his knees and started to ease them down her legs.

"Step out." Kajol stepped out one foot, then the other. "We're going to go to the hot tub. I'm going to massage your luscious body while I listen to you talk to me for a while. Then, and only when I say, we'll get to the exploring. We have all night,Angel."

"Why me? Why will I be doing the talking?" What he just said sounded so nice, but she wanted to hear about him too. In some ways they knew each other so well, but in others not well at all.