My cheeks heated, but I did what he said. In the light of day and without any foreplay, it felt strange exposing myself to him like this.
I was still naked, so when he slid his hands over my bare cheeks and spread me open, I gasped.
“Hmm. Still a little swollen. Are you sore?” he asked, and I nodded, my face burning so hot I was scared the pillows were going to catch on fire.
“I brought you something.” He hummed, and I watched him open the drawer to the end side table and pull out a small, blue tin. He popped it open to show me it was full of a thick white cream.
“Found this in your cabinet. It must have been left over from before. This is a zinc balm; it should help with the pain,” he informed me before dipping his fingers into the tin and applying the cool ointment directly to my sore asshole.
“Oh…fuck,”I groaned. It immediately cooled the sting, and I wiggled my hips happily as he rubbed it in for me.
“Good boy,” he praised me, gently smacking my ass when he was done and putting the lid back on the tin.
“We’ll see how you’re feeling tonight. If you’re up for it, we’ll go again.” He winked at me, gathering my dirty dishes and heading back to the kitchen.
“Where are you going now?” I asked, sitting up and leaping out of bed to follow him. I stumbled into my swim trunks as I chased after him.
“I’m going to do the dishes, then we’re going to continue the rest of your training. If I’m not mistaken, you have a shift tonight as well,” he said matter-of-factly, and I watched him bustle about my kitchen with wide eyes.
Was this actually happening right now?
He was acting like… like we were a real couple.
I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming and this was real.
“I wrote a list of supplies we’re going to need.” He jerked his head to the counter, where a piece of paper sat with a bunch of notes scribbled on it.
“Think you can pick that stuff up on your way home from work? I would, but I have some things I need to do.”
“Uhm, sure. What kind of stuff is it?” I asked, assuming the list was surf-related.
“If I’m going to be fucking you regularly, there are some things you’re going to need to do to prevent injury… among other things. If you can grab everything, I’ll teach you how to use it all and make sure you stay on top of everything.”
“O-oh… yeah, okay. No problem,” I agreed, glancing down at the list, feeling my eyes widen further as I absorbed words likeanal doucheandAstroglide.
I glanced up at Riddick to find him smirking to himself as he washed my plate, and suddenly, I was grinning, too.
Fuck, YES!
IknewI would win him over.
My mom had been right.
No one could resist my dimples. After I’d conquered Leviathans, maybe I would use my dimple powers for evil and try to take over the whole damn world.
Bwahahahahahaha!
“Quit staring at me with that evil little smile and get outside. I want three sets of forty burpees before we hit the beach. Get going; we’re burning daylight.”
“Yes, sir!” I chirped, and his eyes immediately darkened.
“Don’t call me ‘sir’ unless you’re ready to get fucked again.” He gave me a devastatingly sinister smile that made my stomach erupt with butterflies. “Now get out of my sight before I lose what little control I have left and claim your ass before it’s ready.”
“Eeep! Okay, okay!” I laughed, darting out of the shack to do the burpees he’d ordered.
I grinned like a fucking lunatic through all three sets.
“You’re in a better mood, brother.” Turtle grinned at me as he helped me clear dishes off a party table.
