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Chapter 5: Midnight Swim
Yet when she was almost there, she stopped. Somehow she thought that Sesshomaru wouldn't normally be this comfortable around a suspect. He trusted her to keep to her word and not run away. But why would she run away? She was innocent and it would be proven that she was. She hadn't used her business to perpetrate fraud. That was crazy. She was making tons of money as it was. She didn't need to risk her business. She would see to it that whoever had gotten her into this mess would pay for causing her anxiety and jeopardizing her business.
She couldn't refute the fact that he slept so peacefully because he trusted her. Therefore, seducing him wouldn't be very noble of her.
She walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, caressing his handsome, sleeping face with her eyes. Gently she removed his shirt, the holster with the wicked looking gun in it, his socks and his jeans, making him more comfortable. His briefs were black, tight and sexy on him. Her resolve wavered.
Looking away from the temptation of his awesome body, her eyes fell on the pool, glistening in the moonlight. The thought of swimming to release the pent up sexual tension in her body seemed like a good idea.
Grabbing up her short silk robe, she opened one of the French doors and stepped through. The night was calm and warm, the gentle breeze caressing her heated skin.
She stripped down to nothing and jumped into the water. When she surfaced, she slicked her hair back and began to swim.
Losing herself in the motion of her arms, the flex of her muscles, she reveled in the feel of the water sliding along her skin, caressing the tips of her hard, hot nipples and flowing intimately between her legs.
She imagined Sesshomaru's big male hands sliding along the slickness of her skin, his hot mouth engulfing the tingling tips of her nipples, his hardness between her thighs.
Suddenly it was hard for her to breathe and she groped for the edge of the pool. She clung to the lip, trying to control her body and her breathing. She'd never wanted a man more in her life, and it was annoying that he'd said no.
If he were here right now, she'd throw caution to the wind and slake her desire against that hard, muscular body.
With one hand, she wiped the water out of her eyes, and with the other she groped for her towel. Her hand came into contact with hot flesh. Paige gasped and looked up the solid, strong length of Sesshomaru's form.
"You look good," she said, but then bit her lip as if the words had just slipped out of her mouth against her will.
He took a deep breath. This woman had challenged him from the moment he met her, and he liked it way too much. He squatted. Grabbing her upper arms, he pulled her slightly out of the water. When her bare breasts hit the air, they puckered and he had to suppress a groan. Softly he said, "I am good."
She gasped her lips parting, showing her white teeth and a tantalizing view of her tongue. His body went as hard as a rock.
"Do you make a practice of swimming in the middle of the night?" The moonlight was bright enough for him to see the enticing curves of her body beneath the crystal-clear water. He prayed for restraint.
"Yes, often. It helps me to relax."
"Naked," he mused. He couldn't seem to rein in his wayward hormones. His blood burned in his veins. The best idea was to get her out and get her covered.
"Well, you have me there."
"It's dangerous."
"This is a safe neighborhood."
"No neighborhood is safe, Kagome."
"Well, actually this neighborhood is quite safe. The statistics..."
He hauled her out of the water. Holding her by her upper arms, he rose and said, "Stop arguing with me and get some damn clothes on."
"All right. You don't have to get so testy." She bent down and picked up her robe and slipped it on. The silk immediately molded to her wet body and hid nothing. With a huff, she stalked to the house.
He followed her, his penis throbbing as he watched her tight bottom disappear through the French doors.
When he got to the bedroom, she wasn't there. Making a decision born out of a need he felt powerless to control, he stopped by his jeans and pulled out his wallet and retrieved something he was going to need. He followed the noise until he got to the kitchen.
"Now what are you doing?"
He tried not to look at her body in the bright light of the kitchen. But he failed miserably.
"I'm getting something to eat. I'm starving."
She turned toward him with a defiant look on her beautiful face. Her slicked back hair accentuating her wide, almond-shaped eyes, her tempting mouth and the high, sharp cheekbones. The outline of her dark nipples poked at the silky robe.
"So am I," he growled, moving forward.
A/N: Don't kill me!! Just kidding, this story is getting a little too err...lemony huh? Anyways, did you like it? I know it's kind of cliffy, but eh, what are you going to do? Muhahaha! Much Love
-Safetypins18