“But not in it.” Piper hit the side of the tub to turn the bubbles on, and then grabbed a handful of his hair and tugged. Their lips met with force, teeth colliding, tongues melding.

“God you feel good wet... hell, you feel good any way,” he gritted out against her mouth.

Piper kissed her way along the ridge of his jaw and sank her teeth gently into his earlobe. His answering groan had her doing it again.

Soon the only noise was sighs and groans.

Dylan had no willpower where this woman was concerned, and was well past caring. He wanted to lift her up his body and sink inside her wet heat. Wanted it with an ache that robbed his breath. She was like some kind of drug he couldn’t get enough of. He drew a warm nipple into his mouth.

“Yessss.”

He tortured the other one, and then lifted her onto the edge of the tub.

“Dylan!”

He spread her thighs and gave her the most intimate kiss of all. He couldn’t keep her up there for long or she’d freeze, but a few seconds, just enough for him to taste and torment her.

“Ohhh.” The sound came as she clenched around his fingers, his mouth on the tight bud between her thighs. When her breathing grew choppy, Dylan lowered her back into the tub, easing her down on his aching length.

“Piper,” he rasped, not sure what the hell else he wanted to say. Her name came out on a long moan.

She rode him. Her lovely, lush body rose and fell, and all Dylan could do was hold her. Hold her and let her take him on a sensual ride.

She threw her head back, long wet hair trailing down her back, her beautiful breasts right where he wanted them. Leaning forward, he took her nipple into his mouth again and sucked. She jerked, seated him deeper inside her, and then buried her face in his neck and let go.

Never had a woman taken so much from him. He felt closer to Piper in that moment than he’d ever felt with anyone before, just as he had the last two times they’d made love. It was almost too much emotion. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her in a brutal grip. It was too tight, Dylan knew that, but he couldn’t make himself let her go.

“I’ll have to drain and refill this tomorrow.”

“Probably best,” Dylan said, looking up at the stars. “I think someone may be targeting my family to get at me, Piper.”

“What?” He had to ease his grip so she could look up at him.