My cock twitches in my pants at the action, seeing it as sexual when it most definitely is not.
“Is it helping at least?” I ask.
“Mm-hmm,” she mumbles.
I need to get it together. Right now she is in pain, and I’m doing my best to help her through it. She doesn’t need me perving on her. She is trusting me. I need to keep myself in check.
Then she lets out another little moan.
She is trying to kill me. It is on the tip of my tongue to tell her that it is also possible that orgasms could relieve menstrual pain in some.
I won’t cross that line. Not right now. Not tonight.
Biting back the offer, I continue to massage her back until she is putty.
“Thank you, Max,” she says, turning over, stopping the massage.
“Of course. I’m glad you feel better.”
I stand, turning away so she doesn’t see the tent in my pants. I take my spot back on the end of the couch, cringing when she lays her head on my thigh once more. I’m grateful when she doesn’t move any higher. If she did, she would feel how hard I am.
We go back to watching the TV while I run my hands through her hair. Within minutes, she is snoring softly. It’s such an adorable sound. I want to bottle it up and take it with me everywhere I go.
I know I should leave. She is sleeping peacefully, but I cannot bring myself to do it. I’m not ready to leave her yet.
My blinks come slower as I stare down at her.
Only a few minutes longer.
Chapter
Seventeen
IRIS
Breathing hard,I push off the wall and swim to the other side of the pool before coming to a stop. I prop my arms up on the ledge and smile. This is the dream. Max and I have always traveled together, but it’s always been for work, never for vacation. Not without others, at least. Not until now. A week of nothing but bikinis, white sand, and sunrises.
The sun is warm against my skin, but that’s not why I’m feeling like I’m on fire.
“I can feel you staring.”
“How can I not? You’re naked.”
“Is that okay?” I ask without looking over my shoulder.
Instead of responding, Max dives into the pool. Within seconds, his arms cage me against the wall, and his body presses against mine. I sigh as his lips move along my neck.
“Morning,” I murmur, tilting my head to give him more room.
“Morning. You know, for a split second, I was worried when you weren’t in bed with me,” he says quietly as his lips ghost against my skin.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m not.”
“No?” I shiver when he hits one particularly sensitive spot.
He turns me in his arms, and I wrap my legs around his hips, lining his cock up where I want him most.
