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No one ever made me feel like that.
Only Tate.
“Feel free to manhandle me anytime you want,” I whispered.
When he finally let me come up for air, that is.
He smiled and swatted my ass. “Get in the tub, gorgeous.”
I slid in first, and the water was just shy of painfully hot. Tate followed, sitting behind me.
I leaned back, leaning on him, letting out the biggest, most satisfying sigh.
A hot bath and a hotter man.
“Pinch me.”
Tate laughed and wrapped me up in his arms instead.
“That’ll do, too,” I replied.
He gently kissed my head and I held on to him tighter.
“You all right?” he murmured against my hair.
“More than. You?”
“Oh, yes,” he sighed. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I turned my head, surprised at Tate’s concern.
“No, of course not. It was everything I wanted.”
“Just checking. Sometimes, I don’t know my own strength. I got—” Tate paused and cleared his throat. “I got so turned on, I went a little wild.”
“A little? Holy shit, Tate, I’m surprised we didn’t set those stairs on fire.”
“That’ll be next. Then we’ll have to buy this house, never mind rent it.”
“No doubt,” I chuckled as I ran my hands along his forearms. “I’ve never felt… I mean, that was…Christ. I have no words.”
“I feel the same.”
Tate rubbed his beard against my neck, and I shivered, goosebumps popping up all over my skin despite the heat of the water.
“I’m sure I’m not the first man to tell you, but that was the most incredible sex of my life. And no condom. That’s a huge deal for me. I trust in that. In you.”
“I trust in that too,” he squeezed me tighter. “And you’re the first man to ever give me that kind of compliment. But the sex wasn’t incredible because of me. It’s because it’s us.”
“Tay,” I turned my head and gave him a languid kiss.
“You know it’s true. In the past, it was just fucking. I got off, that was it. I didn’t really give a shit about how the other guy felt. As soon as it was over, I was done. A lot of that was my fear of being found out. I wanted it and at the same time, I wanted to hide. I hated myself. That fucks with your head. Makes it impossible to let anyone in. Or for sex to mean anything more than a dirty secret. But not with you.”
I kissed him again.
“I never had a friend like you. Someone who saw through my shit and wanted me anyway,” Tate kissed my temple. “You, Ree, have always been the exception to my rule.”
“And what happens next?” I asked, voicing the fear that I was trying to suppress.
