Her words tug at my core, soothing the part of me that yearns to protect her. To make her mine.
All my good intentions go flying out the window. I don’t care about prying eyes. Or that everyone in this arena has a camera.
I kiss Harley like her life depends on it.
She pulls away from me. “Best. Lesson. Ever.”
“You know what comes after the lesson?”
She shakes her head.
“The best thing you can do for your muscles is to take a hot shower. And to be eco-conscious, I suggest we take one together.”
“Man, I love ice skating.”
Chapter 45
Better Than a Book Boyfriend
Kazimir
Islide open the door to the shower, step inside behind Harley, and pull the glass door closed, relishing the warm water against my body.
She backs up against me, rubbing against my hard cock.
I groan.
She flashes me a knowing smile from over her shoulder. There’s a suggestive twinkle in her eyes.
I lean forward until my lips flirt with her earlobe. “Why don’t I clean you up first before I make it dirty.”
“I like the way you think.”
“One or two shampoos?”
She tilts her head back until our eyes meet. “You’re going to wash my hair?”
“I am.”
She flips around and stares up at me.
“Why are you looking at me like I just grew a second head?”
“I… Well…” She averts her gaze. “It’s… unexpected.”
“Let me guess. No one has ever taken care of youlike this?”
She shakes her head. “It’s not part of the guidebook of rules for casual hookups.”
Not that I’m in a position to lecture anyone when it comes to relationships, but this woman has been short changed. “It’s an honor to be your first.”
She giggles. “It’s like I’m a virgin again.”
“Consider this aftercare after I’ve punched your V card.”
She tilts her head to the side. “You’ve been reading my romance books again?”
“A few passages here and there.”
