Page 51 of Carnal Risk

A cough from Lars drew his attention, and he slowly receded. His thumb caressed her cheek, his eyes on hers.

Garrett knew he was so far beyond gone with this woman. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t kissed a woman in front of Lars before, but the moment had been far too intimate, emotions surfacing between them.

“Good morning,” Lars commented. He gave them a small grin as if he’d enjoyed the show, and continued eating his eggs.

“How do you feel?” Garrett asked Selby. He smoothed his fingers gingerly over the back of her head where she’d been hit.

“Good.” She smiled.

“My shirt looks good on you.” He released it, his fingertips lingering on the back of her thigh. “Did you see the robe? Shorts?”

“Yeah, I saw. Thanks.” She rubbed her torso against his as if she were a purring kitten.

“I like it.” He laughed.

“People. You all do get that I’m right here, don’t you?” Lars called over to them.

“Sorry, Lars,” she said. As she spun to face him, she kept her body close to Garrett’s.

“I’d say get a room, but seein’ as I’m the guest…” He shook his head and laughed. “Are you really okay?”

Selby nodded. “I’m fine.”

Garrett attempted to follow the conversation as Selby brushed her bottom into his erection. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she was enjoying his state. Playing with fire in front of Lars wasn’t a place she should go, he thought. If she wanted public sex, he’d give it to her. Patience was his friend, and later he’d test how far she’d go. But as much as he was tempted to bend her over the counter and fuck her right there, he considered that she’d better eat. With her attack, he was more concerned about her health and less about his dick.

“Are you hungry?” Garrett asked, placing a kiss to her neck.

“Yes.” She winked. “Very.”

“For food, woman?”

“Yes and yes.” She laughed.

“Maybe you were right about her,” Lars commented with a grin.

“Right about what?” she asked with a curious lilt to her voice.

“He says you’re more adventurous than I thought.”

Garrett gave him a pointed look and mouthed the word, ‘no’.

“Now, I on the other hand insisted that you are Selby Reynolds, you know, the girl I’ve known since college. The one who hates elevators. Refuses to go skiing. No risks ever.”

“Hmm…and what does Garrett say?” Selby broke free of Garrett’s arms and snatched a berry out of the bowl. She turned to him, leaning her back against the counter, and seductively slid it between her lips.

“I say,” Garrett smiled and caged her with his arms. His legs straddled hers but he didn’t move to kiss her, “that you’re repressing your inner wild child. She wants to play, and does when encouraged to do so. She just needs the right man to keep her safe and teach her how.”

“Is that right?” she flirted. Biting the strawberry, she held the other half to his lips.

“I’m always right.” He gave her a sexy smile. As he took the treat into his mouth, he snatched her wrist and held it in place, sucking the juices off her fingers. She flittered them against his tongue, causing a fresh surge of desire. He withdrew them, licking the tips. “See?” His eyes darted to Lars and back to Selby. “My point is proven.”

“I didn’t say she was celibate. I said she wasn’t adventurous. Hey, it’s not a bad thing. It’s just the way she is.”

“I disagree. Am I right?” Garrett asked.

“Maybe,” Selby answered coyly. “Or maybe I’m both. Or maybe I’m enjoying finding out.”

Garrett’s cell phone buzzed, drawing his focus to a text. Releasing Selby, he retrieved it and slid his finger across the screen.