<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Every inch of bared skin ratcheted her arousal up another notch, until she could barely think.  "You're beautiful," she whispered.  Maybe another word might have been better -- but in the moment, 'beautiful' was the most apt word she could think of.  "God, I want you.  I haven't -- I haven't wanted anybody like this in -- in a long time."  Cat's hand stroked herself slowly, lazily -- not to bring herself to climax but the heighten the arousal around burning in her veins.  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 153)">She was staring at him, and knew it.  Didn't bother to look away.</span></span>