Glancing over his shoulder toward the bathroom door, I ask, “And Reece?”
“With my mom.” More kisses, these down the side of my neck. “For the rest of the weekend.
“So we can…”
Phoenix lifts his head and meets my eyes. “All you need to know is we’re alone and I plan to make you scream as loud as you want.” He nuzzles his nose against mine. “Now that we have the logistics out of the way, I'm pretty sure you mentioned something about circling back to my dick in your mouth?”
His eyebrow quirks up, and I can’t help but smile at this dirty man who can turn me on and make me laugh.
“Will you show me how you like it?” I ask, fingering the hair surrounding his nipple.
With a tender hand on my cheek, he says, “Of course, baby. I can be patient. I’m your sex coach after all.”
“About that,” I say, my voice holding a whiff of teasing as I walk my fingers up his chest. “I think your coaching left a lot to be desired.”
He recoils comically. “The hell you say? I was an excellent coach.”
“Meh,” I reply, earning me a glower.
“Meh?”
“I really only learned two plays. That’s not enough to run an offense.”
Phoenix’s lips twitch in amusement. “And what did you have in mind to fill your playbook?”
I tick them off on my fingers, and his eyes grow wider with each new request.
“We didn’t discuss spankings, blow jobs, doggy style, bondage, anal, rough sex, reverse cowgirl, against a wall, among others. I feel completely inept as a sexual being.” I say that with all the sass in the world, but then a sense of shyness fills my chest, and I drop my gaze. “And there’s something else. I read it in one of my sister’s romance books.”
With his knuckles beneath my chin, he lifts my face, his eyes probing. “Anything, Jordie. I would do anything for you. Except maybe pegging.”
I fake a frown. “Shit. That was what I was going to say.” It wasn’t, but it’s fun to see him squirm.
“Oh. Well.” He clears his throat. “I, um, can I think about it?”
I’m touched that he would even consider it and press my smiling lips against his.
“I was kidding about the pegging. I’d never ask you to cross your own boundaries.” His exhale is filled with so much relief I almost laugh. “It’s something else. Nothing bad, but it might make you uncomfortable.”
“Tell me, baby,” he demands softly, and I do. When I’m done, the smile on his face is the Grinchy one I hated at first but now adore. “That, I can definitely do.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
I want more
Phoenix
The level of happiness filling me is at a level I can’t even describe. Finding Jordie naked in my bed was only the tip of the iceberg. Now we’re both naked and standing in my luxurious shower together.
I drag both hands up her slick, bare body and cup her breasts as I lean in for another kiss. I could kiss this woman for the rest of my life and never grow tired of it.
For the rest of my life. Shit, I haven’t had those kinds of thoughts about anyone in years. Not since the woman who broke me, who shattered my ability to trust.
But I trust Jordie. Yes, she’s career-driven like Beatrice was, but the beauty currently in my shower has a kindness in her heart my ex never had. I like strong women, but I need someone who also has the capacity to love.
Sliding one hand up to cup her throat, I pull back and measure Jordie’s eyes. They flare with desire at my dominant gesture, and flames lick along every inch of my skin.
“Get on your knees for me, baby.” I lick a line across her kiss-swollen lips. “I want this pretty mouth wrapped around my cock.”
