“Ty—”
“No ifs, ands, or buts … well, only the butt that’s covered by those jeans.” Grinning, I winked at her.
“You’re so corny,” she laughed. “In.”
I stepped in the freestanding, stone resin tub and let my body become completely submerged up to the midway point of my chest.
“Now, get naked,” I growled.
“Wait.” she stood back, holding a finger up.
I frowned.
“You need to eat. What do you have in your—” She didn’t even finish her sentence before she was out the door, heading in the direction of the kitchen, I presumed.
I had half a mind to climb my ass out of the tub and drag her back in there with me, pulling the clothes from her body. But she was right, even after some icing and a quick shower after the game, I was already starting to feel the soreness in my muscles. I had opted not to get a massage by one of the trainers when I looked at my phone and realized my entire family had, in fact, shown up to the game. I knew Destiny was thinking I’d set her up but I hadn’t.
Much to my relief, I exited the team’s locker room and staging area where the reporters were to find my woman and my family getting on great. Their approval, though not necessary, still meant a great deal to me.
“I found one of those prepared meals. I have that same delivery service. Salmon and quinoa salad. I warmed it up in the microwave. Here.” She shoved a forkful of salmon in my face.
I opened my mouth and grabbed her wrist at the same time. “Delicious. Now take your clothes off,” I ordered after swallowing.
“You need to eat some more.” She pulled her wrist free and pushed another forkful of food my way. I accepted it, because, once again, she was right. I was hungry after the game. She sat on the edge of the bath, feeding me until the meal was complete.
“Now …” I started, tugging at the jersey she still wore. “This is sexy but it’ll look better on my bathroom floor. Take. It. Off.”
She giggled, standing. “So impatient. I should make you w— Okay!” she screeched when I moved to stand.
I settled back into the warm water of the bathtub only when she was fully nude. She moved behind me, climbing in.
“I want to see you.”
“I promised you a massage.” She let a few droplets of water fall from her fingers onto my shoulders and the back of my neck.
I moaned, dropping my head when her little hands began working the muscles of my arms and upper back.
“See? Told you, you were sore,” she taunted when I flinched.
Reaching back, I squeezed her thigh. She kissed the back of my shoulder where it was a little tender from the tackle she’d mentioned earlier.
“What are you doing tomorrow after work?”
“Hmm, nothing.”
“I’ll pick you up at five, then I want to show you something.”
“A surprise. I don’t like surprises,” she added.
“Too damn bad,” I growled, turning my body so that I could grab her, and pulled her around to the front of my body. I had her straddle my hips, just right so that her pussy aligned with the tip of my cock. “Now, say yes,” I urged, biting her earlobe.
“Mmm.” She shivered in my arms, pressing her breasts to my chest.
Despite the cooling water, I was getting hot all over.
“Say it,” I growled, squeezing the globes of her ass.
“Yesss,” she hissed just before I slide her down the length of my cock.
