He slapped her ass, and she gasped when he ordered her to be quiet unless begging him to finish. Then he was there, pushing into her sex from behind, holding her in place and moving her where he wanted her without effort.
The helplessness of her position made everything better, and when she came screaming his name, he shoved home one final time and joined her.
The water started to turn cold. “Smith…”
“Damn.” He withdrew and left her aching for him to return. She liked feeling him inside her. Besides being incredibly sexy, the physical closeness felt more like an emotional connection, at least to her.
“So, what I wanted to ask you…” He did a quick cleanup on them both, then toweled her off before seeing to himself.
And she loved him for that too. All the little things he did added to up to one amazing, giving man.
“Just say it already.” She smacked him on the ass, and his startled look made her laugh and smack him again.
“Okay for that, you have to say yes.”
“Yes.” She smiled.
“Good. It’s settled. We’ll grab the ferry tomorrow at ten. And it’s casual dress.”
“Wait, what?”
He smiled back at her. “I agreed to go to my aunt’s for brunch. She’s been asking me to come over forever.” His smiled faded. “I could really use you there with me.” A pause. “This new family stuff isn’t easy for me.”
“Whatever you need.” She tugged him close for a kiss, ignoring her sudden unease at the thought of meeting his aunt.
“You, I just need you.”
She sighed, so in love.
“And a blowjob. That would be nice too.”
She chased him down and forced him to make her breakfast for being such a smartass.
Because Smith had a terrible weakness she planned to put to good use.
The next dayon the ferry, he wouldn’t stop complaining.
“Oh, stop being such a baby.”
“I hate getting tickled.” He glared at her, but he couldn’t hide his smile. “Okay, fine. Since we both know I can outwrestle you, I guess the tickle thing evens the playing field. But I have to tell you, it’s not sexy. Not at all.”
“What, tickling doesn’t put you in the mood?” she asked as they stood outside on the upper deck of the ferry boat.
“No, that smugness. It’s really off-putting.”
She gave him more smug, and he grimaced and tried to block out her face with a huge hand.
She laughed, having so much fun with him and totally repressing her nerves about meeting more of his family. She loved that he wanted her to meet his aunt, but if the woman didn’t like her, Erin would feel awful.
“Hey, the world revolves around me,” Smith announced. “Not anything else.”
“You wish.”
“I know.” He looked so smarmy, and then he laughed.
It still amazed her Smith could be so normal and down to earth looking the way he did. So large, he commanded attention because of his size. But that intensity he wore like a second skin, that’s what warned people to be on their guard.
I have my own personal bad boy. For real.
