How could a sight be so achingly pretty?
I needed to taste that smile. I needed to know what it felt like on my lips.
I needed to thank her for making my brain slow down to a crawl.
I surrounded her face with both hands, my nose aligning with hers, and when that didn’t feel like she was close enough, I slid her over my lap, positioning her legs around me. My hands returned to her face, and I took in that blue gaze as it stared back at me.
Right before my lips went to hers, I whispered, “What I need right now is you.”
“We don’t have to stay in if you don’t want to.” Sky was on her side, next to me in bed, her hand rubbing my chest.
“Is there somewhere you want to go?”
“No. Not at all. I’m just saying, if there’s somewhereyouwant to go, we can. I don’t mean a place that’s going to cost money. I mean, if you want to go for a walk or a hike in Runyon Canyon—something like that—I’m game.” Her fingers stilled. “I just don’t want you to think you’re stuck inside because of me. I’ll do whatever.”
“I don’t feel stuck.”
She smiled. “You know what I’m saying.”
I pulled her fingers up to my mouth and kissed the back of them. I didn’t know how, after all these hours, but I could still get the faintest hint of pomegranates. The smell was on her wrist as well as her forearm. I was positive that if I inhaled the rest of her naked body, I would find even more places.
“Is there somewhere you want to go?” I rolled toward her, pushing the hair off her cheek, moving it wellpast her ear.
“The farthest I want to go is the living room.” She laughed. “I’m so happy right here.”
I shut off the water to the shower and opened the glass door, waiting for her to exit before I stepped onto the bath mat. “We need to talk about food.”
She grabbed two towels from the stack that sat under the sink, handed me one, and wrapped the other around her body. “Of course we do. It’s dinnertime. I’m surprised you’ve waited this long to talk about it.” She winked.
She’d tucked the top of the towel in between her tits so it would stay, and I pulled at it, loosening the fold enough that it fell.
“I fucking hate when you cover up.”
“I’ve been naked practically all day.”
“And you’re going to be naked all night.”
“You’re … insufferable.” She laughed and wiped her arms with her palms, droplets of water coming off with each swipe. “Whiskey, I’m dripping.”
“And I love the sight of you dripping.”
She shook her head, smiling. “So, you’re saying you want me to air-dry? And I’m just supposed to stand here until that happens?”
I surrounded her hips, and when that wasn’t enough, I reached for her ass. “Yes. But don’t worry, I’ll stand here with you.” A towel was wrapped around my waist, and I tossed it, my hard-on pressing against her. “Just like this.”
“Now you’re really playing with fire.”
Next to her ear, I whispered, “You make me fucking wild—you know that?”
“Let me ask this … if I get on my knees right now and put you in my mouth, does that mean I’m still going to eat dinner naked? Or will you let me put on clothes?”
I fucking loved when her mouth turned naughty.
I lifted her and set her on top of the counter between the double sinks, spreading her legs to stand between them. “It doesn’t matter what you do with your mouth.” I traced my thumb around her lips, envisioning my dick between them. “You’re still eating dinner naked.”
“The thing is, I know you’re not kidding.”
“You’re starting to really know me.” I kissed her, hard, letting her know that the two times we’d already had sex today hadn’t satiated my need for her. “But what I want to know from you is what you’re feeling for dinner.”
