She broke away. “You’re all wet.”
“So are you.”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
He helped her out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel. “Let’s make sure you’re wet in all the right ways.”
“Yes, please.”
Ryan led her to the bed and sat her down. He kissed her again, languidly, tasting her. He chased a drop of water down her jaw with his tongue. She shivered beneath him in the most delicious way. The drop disappeared between the valley of her breasts. With a dexterous flick of his fingers, he loosened the towel. It fell around her, putting her curves, her breasts, her body on full display.
She reached for the towel, but he caught her hand.
“No. Let me look.”
He stepped away as a flush crept up her chest to her neck to land on her cheeks, highlighting her lovely little freckles. His cock, already at half-staff, hardened as he looked.
“Have I told you today how beautiful you are?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“That’s a damned shame. I swear it’ll never happen again. You are singularly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”
“I am not.”
“Are you trying to call me a liar?”
“No—”
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And what I behold is beautiful to me.”
“Are you sure you’re just a bartender-slash-office-manager-slash-podcaster and not a poet?”
He pulled his T-shirt over his head. “Touch yourself, beautiful, and maybe I’ll answer your question.”
Her flush deepened, but one hand lifted from the bed and cupped her breast. His breath caught in his throat as her thumb grazed her nipple.
“Like this?”
“Uh-huh,” was all he could manage.
“Are you going to make me do this by myself, or are you going to play fair?”
He swallowed thickly and undid the button on his slacks. Her tongue darted out and licked her bottom lip as he did.
“Go lower, Elissa,” he ground out.
Her eyes widened, but she trailed her fingers down her chest and over her stomach. They paused above the thatch of hair between her legs.
“I want to see it first.” She bit her lip and lust flared in her eyes.
He smirked and unzipped his pants. He’d gone commando to fetch the food, and his cock sprung out as he pushed his pants down. She rewarded him by dropping her fingers to her clit. A quiet moan escaped as she rubbed a little circle.
“That’s it, Elissa, good girl.” He pumped his cock once, twice. He wouldn’t last long.
She braced her other arm behind her and dropped her head back, lust personified. That, he wanted to look up and see that.
Ryan moved to the nightstand, where he’d tossed a few condoms before making the sandwiches, and snagged one. She watched him through half-open eyes. He held up the condom.
