Page 17 of Bad Decisions

With one more thrust, my inner muscles still, clenched tight, and then he’s right there with me, coming on a long, drawn-out groan that borders on feral.

He drops his head to the pillow beside mine before rolling over. A few deep, audible breaths, and without a word, he gets up to deal with the condom. It’s only a minute before he returns, falling onto the bed with such a bump that I bounce into him.

“Fuck, you’ve ruined me,” he announces, pulling my body flush against him so there’s no gap between us from the waist down. I slide my leg between his, and his semihard erection nudges my thigh.

Huh! I ruined him. Three orgasms in one day was already a personal record, and now I’ve smashed it again by making it five. Will is turning out to be an orgasm-delivering master, and it’s only early afternoon.

Chapter eight

Will

Fuck, I’m exhausted . But in the best kind of way, and with Jewel in my arms, I couldn’t be happier.

“That was spectacular,” she says, gazing into my eyes. I hope she can see some of what I’m feeling, because it’s her who’s spectacular.

I reach out to tuck the curtain of silky brown hair behind her ears. She literally takes my breath away.

“But are you okay? I wasn’t too rough?” I ask, worried that I might have lost control there at the end. That’s never happened to me before. I’m a soldier and trained to remain coolheaded. Or so I thought.

She places a hand on each side of my face. “Perfect. Once my heart rate goes back to normal.” Her eyes sparkle like blue crystals. “I’m not as fragile as I look,” she adds before smacking my lips with another consuming kiss. My cock is already firming.

How did I get so lucky to have Jewel in my bed? And now that she’s here, the more important question is, how do I keep her here? Although we probably do need to eat.

I give myself over to her kisses until she’s ready to relinquish the capture of my mouth, and her cheek is back on my chest around the region of my heart. “How do you feel about taking a shower, then finding something to eat?”

But before she can speak, her tummy grumbles with a response. “Sorry. I guess I have worked up an appetite.”

Her cheeks glow a pretty pink, and it’s so damn cute that this is what embarrasses her, when she couldn’t wait to ride my face.

“Maybe it’s eat, then a shower?” I suggest.

“Actually … I’d like a bath because I’m all hot and sweaty.” Her nose wrinkles cutely. “And that huge freestanding bath in the en suite looks so tempting.”

The way she’s looking up at me makes it impossible to deny her anything. The tousled, just-had-sex look lights up her face with a sensuous smile, and sapphires twinkle in her eyes, adding a stunning highlight.

“A great idea. Now you wait right here, and I’ll get the bath ready.” I gently shift her to my side and crawl out of bed. Jewel stretches long before curling back into a ball with her hands folded under her cheek.

“Yes, sir,” she says as her gaze takes a lazy wander over my naked body. My sweatpants tent by the time I’ve pulled them on. I choke out a laugh, amused by her blatant appraisal. It’s a naughty side I’m keen to explore further.

But first the bath. It doesn’t take me long to fill the giant tub with warm water and a thick layer of bubbles. I’ve even managed to pull together a platter of fruit, cheese, and crackers, and that sits on a stool to the side, along with a couple of bottles of water.

Then I’m back in the bedroom, scooping Jewel into my arms and carrying her into the en suite. She slips beneath the steamy bubbles with a soft, contented sigh. My chest swells with pleasure at knowing this small gesture is appreciated.

She stares up at me through lowered lashes. “I hope you’re joining me. This huge bath deserves to be shared.”

I don’t need to be asked twice before I’m stripping off again and sliding in behind her. With a leg at full stretch on either side of her body, I ease her back to lie against my chest.

“Mmm, that’s better,” she murmurs as her head rests against my shoulder.

I hand her a bottle of water before wrapping my arms around under her glorious breasts. When she’s finished drinking, I replace the bottle with a bunch of grapes.

“That wasn’t how I remembered billiards being played,” she says with her face tipping up to mine and her free hand reaching up with a grape to my lips. I take it into my mouth, then place a kiss on the tip of her fingers.

“Certainly wasn’t like any game I’ve played before,” I admit.

“Good,” she says cryptically before settling back against me, her arm sinking back into the water. I wish I knew what ran through that beautiful head of hers.

Another moment of silence ticks by, and I wonder if she’s fallen asleep until she wiggles in my arms again. “Where did you grow up?”