I loop my arms around her, low enough that they’re still under water. “Mm-hm.”
She presses her lips to my neck and slides her hands up my sides, making my cock lift with interest.
It’s two o’clock in the morning.
We’ve been at it like rabbits since she obliterated the last of any lies I could tell myself about wanting her just for fun with that blowjob in the passenger seat of her car.
I like this woman.
I like her more than I thought I would ever like another woman.
When she told me she’s giving up on convincing me not to change Bean & Nugget, I believed her.
Maybe I’m a fool. Maybe I’m a sucker.
But I’d rather make another colossal mistake and know my heart was in the right place than keep playing the role ofSuper Vengeance Man.
“What does your tattoo mean?” Sabrina murmurs as she paints a trail with her lips along my collarbone, her fingertips lingering on my ribs.
“Deeds, not words.”
“Latin?”
“Yes.”
“When did you get it?”
“When I switched universities.” I nuzzle my nose into her hair. “If I got another, I’d find the Latin forstop being a dumbass and quit repeating history.”
“You’re safe here.”
My heart swells.
Again, I believe her.
I know I should be wary, but fuck it. Thisthingthat’s lingering at the edges of my soul?
I think it’s peace.
That other thing lingering between us?
That’s my hard-on.
She rubs her pussy against it, making me even harder.
You’d think we haven’t already done this twice since we tumbled in the back door.
“You’re safe with me too,” I tell her.
“That’s what your mouth says, but this little guy between us says I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Little?”
She giggles, the sound vibrating through my chest as she lays her head on my shoulder, teasing my nipple with one hand right at the bubble level of the bath and casually drawing figures on my back with the other. “He’s little compared to the length of your leg.”
“He’s majestic.”
She lifts her hips, still snuggling me, and slides onto my dick.
