He sets his hands on my waist. “What does that mean?”
“She said the idea was to rediscover pleasure and intimacy outside my relationship with you.”
His eyes blaze at me. He pulls me closer. Butterfly wings flutter in my belly.
“Ah.”
“I told her I couldn’t have sex with someone else.”
His eyes darken. “Why not?”
“Because I wasn’t interested in anyone else. So she said I should consider masturbating regularly.”
His eyelids lower and his mouth twitches. He bends his head closer to me. “Did you do that?” he murmurs.
“So much.”
He smiles. “Yeah?”
I wrap my arms around his neck and he pulls me against him. “Yeah.”
“Show me.”
My eyes go wide. He kisses my cheek.
“Show you what?”
“Show me how you masturbated.”
Inner muscles clench on a flood of heat.
I give him a flirty look from under my eyelashes. “Okay.” I turn, take his hand and lead him up the stairs. “Tessa… my therapist… told me that I was still attracted to you because while we were together, my body created strong associations between you and sex.”
“Hmmm. I like that.”
“And because sex is so intimate, it creates even stronger memories than, like, eating dinner together.” I lead him into my bedroom—our bedroom.
When I turn to face him, he’s shedding his jacket and tossing it on a chair. “That makes sense.”
I pull off my turtleneck sweater, revealing my sheer black bra. “I don’t know. I think the reason I was still attracted to you was because…” I’m distracted by his hot, hungry gaze roving over my breasts. My nipples tighten into hard points.
He steps closer and undoes the button and zipper of my jeans. “Because why?”
I set my hands on his chest. “Because I still love you.”
His slides his hands inside my jeans and around to my ass, his expression smug. “That makes sense, too.”
“I think so.”
“I guess that explains why I want to fuck you until you can’t see straight.”
My belly flip-flops and a little moan escapes my lips.
He bends his head and kisses the side of my neck, sucking the flesh so gently into his mouth.
“Yes. That explains it.”
“I love you, too, Ayla. So much.”
