“Stay here all day,” he said, crawling off the bed and picking his towel back up.
I rolled onto my side to watch him, appreciating the unattached way he stroked the black terrycloth over his dick and balls. He wasn’t hard, but that hadn’t done anything to stop me from wanting him before and I doubted my body was going to start revolting now.
“That’s a long time to bed rot.”
He dried his hair next, wrapping it in the towel before grabbing a pair of black boxer briefs from the dresser and stepping into them.
“I’ll come feed and water you throughout the day,” he said, mouth quirking into a grin.
“Do you have a lot of appointments today?”
“Booked through from twelve to ten,” he answered.
I turned again, this time onto my back. Scooting up so I rested against the headboard, I folded my hands together in my lap, toying with the top edge of the sheets. Riggs continued to get dressed, then he sat beside me. He reached up and gently traced his fingertips over the angle of my jaw, and it took more strength than I would have anticipated to not melt right there.
“How are you feeling?” he asked. “After last night.”
“Good. Really good.”
That earned me another smile. “Are you sore?”
“Not in a bad way.”
“Good,” he said then. “If you’re up for it later, maybe we can go to Rapture?”
Going back to Rapture with Riggs was something we’d talked about, something I fantasized about, but knowing at least two of my brothers also frequented the place was enough to give me pause. We were very open with each other about our lives, but there were some things best kept secret. Marshall didn’t do a great job of that, and honestly…neither did Hunter.
Marshall couldn’t turn his dominance off if he tried, and ever since Hunter and Lincoln had started dating each other, he’d been pretty much on all the time too. Finn was the only one I couldn’t get a read on these days. Even though I knew he’d heard of the place, I didn’t know…
I didn’t want to know.
“Your face says no,” Riggs said, tapping my lower lip.
“My brothers go there is all.”
“We’ll have to avoid them. Did you want to wear a mask?” My stomach churned, from hunger, not arousal. “I’ll take that as a no.”
“It’s not a no.” I reached for him, grabbed his hand. “I mean, masks feel like a no, but Rapture isn’t a no. Just let me think about it.”
Riggs lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed my knuckles. “Think about it today?”
I nodded. “I’m going to see what Finn is up to. Maybe call my friend Asha.”
“Do you want to come here after? Or do you want me to come to yours?”
I really loved Riggs’s apartment. I loved the nods to the original architecture, and I loved how much it reminded me of him. Not that my own place didn’t remind me of me, but it was different.
“What do you want to do?” I asked, hating how breathy the question sounded.
“You.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss across my forehead. “Anywhere.”
“Come pick me up after you’re cleaned up here,” I said before I could talk myself out of it. “I want to go to Rapture.”
Riggs huffed an amused breath into my hair. “That was a quick change of heart.”
“I feel like I’m myself with you. I don’t want to go back into hiding.”
He pulled away, eyes searching my face for….something.
