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The Cold Experiment - Pt.2

Audrey reached over to the table and picked up the heating pad first. "I thought that since you can feel my touch it might be nice for you to get the full range of experiences available."

"Yes. God, yes." His voice muffled as he pressed sudden kisses along her collarbone. Now that he was given permission to touch at will he didn't want to waste a moment of it. She tried to ease herself back from him and his fingers grasped her waist and his lips clung to the tender skin of her throat. She laughed, Audrey laughed; Nathan smiled at the sound.

"Okay, Tiger. Get up on the couch and let me get everything set up. I'm actually not sure how some of this is going to work but...Duke said you would know what to try with the rest..." Then her time with Duke made a whole lot more sense...so did his teasing. Maybe he wouldn't kill the guy anytime soon. Hell maybe he write him into his last will and testament.

With one last kiss to her shoulder he brought them both to their feet and steadied her. She gave a shy smile and a soft blush rose to her cheeks. He couldn't help but kiss her softly on her lips. When he pulled back she put her hand on his chest and shoved him onto the couch, "You are going to be trouble. Sit. Stay." then she swept out of the room with a bunch of items from the table in her arms.

He waited patiently for a few minutes until curiosity got the best of him and he stood. Just as he cleared the table she tuck her head out the kitchen door and scowled at him. "I said, 'sit,' buster and I meant it." Giving her a sheepish smile Nathan stepped back and returned to his seat. A moment later she came out with several dishes and bundles.

She knelt on the floor in front of him and the image she made had his mind jumping wildly from one idea to another. She smiled sweetly up at him as she laid everything out on the floor beside her. He couldn't see over the edge of the couch so he had to trust her.

"Take off your t-shirt, Nathan." He swallowed convulsively and used one hand to pull it over his head then tossed it over the couch behind him. "We're gonna start small okay?" At his nod she pulled a bowl into her lap and placed her right hand in it, the left she used to run up and down the outside of his calf.

He closed his eyes at the warm, soft sensation. He could feel her fingertips moving over the hair there and tingles shot up his spine. It wasn't just her touch that he could feel; it was the sensations associated with it that were also affecting him. He opened his eyes with that revelation on his tongue; he meant to share it with her. When he met her gaze he saw the triumph there. She had hoped this would happen. He gave her a smile and she grinned back then lifted a beer bottle to him.

He blinked for a second confused. Then realized that was what she had been handling in the bowl on her lap. He smiled and took the bottle from her. He could feel her touch and she was getting him beer...what a woman.

He watched a drop of condensation land on his chest as he pulled the top off. He almost flinched in expectation before realizing that he wouldn't feel it. She had made him forget for just a moment. He gave her his patented sad smile and took a sip of the beer tilting his head back. The moment he did there was a sudden cold, wet hand on his inner thigh that had him jumping up in his seat. He choked on the beer and some went down the wrong pipe.

He looked down at her in amazement and she gave him an impish grin, "my bad." He sat forward quickly and captured her hand in his pulling it up to his lips and placing little kisses on each fingertip. When he spoke his voice was hoarse, "Audrey...I can't bel-"

"Shh... I know." She tugged her hand away and trailed her fingertips over his chest as he sat back. Nathan shivered at the contact. The beer, forgotten in his hand, was taken from him and she used it to coat her other hand in the cool water that collected on the outside of the bottle.

She placed the bottle on the table behind her and started at his knees gently rubbing and getting him used to the cool touch. As her hands warmed up Audrey picked up his feet and placed them on a dishtowel in her lap then took a bottle of massage oil and poured some into her palm. When she rubbed her hands together to warm them up they released the subtle scent of lavender.

She brought her hands down onto his ankles and swept them gently over the tops of his feet. Then massaged the sole of his left foot with her thumbs, working her way over the ball of his foot and pulling gently at the skin on he upper foot. She scraped her nails slightly over the same patch of skin causing him to shiver. He pressed her thumbs into his arch working the muscles there with a firm touch. He sucked in an involuntary breath.

He had never had a foot massage. Ever. He could not believe how wonderful it felt. When she squeezed his heels he damn hear moaned out loud. The look she gave him let him know he didn't stifle it nearly as much as he thought.

When she finished his left foot she started in on the other and he nearly melted into a puddle of sensation. Everything was focused on her hands touching him. He shivered and she froze looking up at him. The movement was completely involuntary and when he looked down the length of his body he had broken out in gooseflesh and the ridged length of his erection strained against the thin material of his basketball shorts.

Half embarrassed by his body's reaction he looked at Audrey with the beginnings of an apology on his tongue. That thought died the moment he saw her focus was on the same portion of his anatomy… and she didn't look upset…at all. She looked hungry.

Carefully, he pulled his feet away from her and planted them on the floor at either side of her. She snapped her head up at him and blushed, then as if to brush off the sexual tension, used her best Mae West voice, "Detective Wurnous, is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?"

His lips curled in amusement and when sat forward her eyes widened slightly. Wrapping his hands around her upper arms he noticed how soft her skin was there. He took a moment to savor that feeling, then bodily lifted her and arranged her on his lap. She let out a squeak mid-air but made no protest and she was so tiny that he did it as easily as quickly that one moment she was looking up at him and the next she was pressed flush against him with her legs draped on either side of his hips.

With her soft thighs touching the skin of his hipbone he sucked in a breath and reflexively gripped her hips; effectively pulling her body more tightly against his own. He shifted and his erection suddenly was pressing more firmly into the juncture of her legs and she moaned lowly in appreciation. He kissed her lips and watched as the haze of arousal clouded her eyes.

*any glaring errors - please let me know!