“I expect you to use it. If you need to use it and don’t, the next thing you’ll get is a spanked bottom.”
“Yes, Kellan,” she replied.
“My good girl.” He ran his hands up the outside of her thighs. “Spread your legs wide. That’s it. God, your skin is so smooth and beautiful.” He moved his hands under her T-shirt. Well, it was actually one of his that she’d acquired.
One hand cupped her breast and he tweaked her nipple gently.
That sent a sharp shard of pleasure through her bloodstream to circle her clit.
She let out a small cry.
“Does that feel good, Butterfly?” he murmured.
“Yes. Yes,” she cried.
Leaning down, he sucked her other nipple into his mouth through the material of his T-shirt.
“Please, please,” she begged as he played with both nipples until she was a mess. She could barely sit still on the counter and her need for release was growing by the second.
“I need more.”
“Shh,” he said. “You don’t want to wake Eli, do you? You’re going to need to stay nice and still and let me do everything.” He drew back and lifted her off the counter.
She let out a cry of protest.
“Hush, Butterfly. I’m just making it easier to get to you.” Reaching under the T-shirt, he drew down her panties. Crouching, he helped her step out of them. Then he stood and lifted her back onto the counter.
“How are you feeling? Not too tired?”
“If you stop now, I’ll kill you,” she told him.
Whoa.
Had that just come out of her? She opened her mouth to take it back when he smiled.
Shock held her frozen. Had she seen him smile before? She couldn’t remember.
But he looked even more impossibly gorgeous. The warmth made him look younger.
Reaching out, she cupped the side of his face. “I like seeing you smile.”
“I didn’t know I could smile anymore,” he told her.
“Maybe you can do it more often.”
“With you around, I just might,” he replied.
She had to blink back tears at that and then he kissed her again, stealing every thought from her mind.
He kissed her deeply before drawing away to move his mouth down her neck.
“Lean back, Butterfly,” he commanded. “Against the mirror. Is that comfortable?”
“Yes.”
“Good, now move your feet up onto the counter.”
She raised her legs, placing her feet on the counter as he crouched down in front of her.
