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“And you never will again.” Vivien knotted her llama t-shirt at her waist. “Let’s do it.”
Both women chuckled and ran for the stairs.
Ronan bent to Calista’s ear. “Let’s get out of here.”
Like before, Calista had no desire to resist the suggestion made in his deep, appealing voice. She licked her lips and nodded.
* * *
“We’re making a mess,” Calista giggled. She and Ronan stood in Ronan’s double-person shower about to get clean. Maple syrup was smeared on the forest green tiles everywhere they touched. Could the plumbing handle this much gunk? The sparkling silver drain was about to be tested. “Your housekeeper is going to think you ate breakfast in here.”
“I’ll use extra soap.” Ronan hit the electronic controls on the shower, typing in preferences for the jets. “On you.” Ronan leaned down and nibbled on her neck. “You’re so damn sweet.”
No one ever called her that. With each nip of his teeth, a heady languor took over her body, while warm water jetted out from multiple angles. Calista held her arms high, enjoying the pulsing spray. “I’ve never been in a shower like this.” She let the clean water run over her fingers and down the opening of her robe sleeves. The terry cloth became heavier and dragged her arm down. “I like it.”
Ronan linked his hand with hers. “I like sharing firsts with you.” His voice was low. He looped his other arm around her waist.
Calista met his gaze. His blue eyes heated. He released her and slipped his hands inside her robe. He cupped her maple-syrup and jersey-covered waist, then he ran his flattened palms from there, up to her breasts. He pressed gently against the curve of the twenty-twos, tracing until his thumbs found her nipples. Her heart rate doubled while her mind slowed.
“Mmm.” Ronan lingered, relishing the feel of her, before gliding his hands to her shoulders, pushing aside the thick white fabric, and drawing the weight off. The oversized wet terry fell to her feet.
Before she lost her head completely, Calista wanted to thank him for sacrificing the front seat of his truck to their desire to clean up. Calista toed her shoes off. “I’ll take your SUV to my dad’s auto shop, get the inside detailed for you.” She kissed his pecs, tasting syrup. “No charge.”
“I knew there were perks to dating you.” Ronan clasped her jean-covered hips and lowered his lips to her neck again. He edged his teeth against her skin and licked. “Despite all the maple, I still taste the hint of vanilla.” He traced his fingers up and down her back and met her gaze with heated blue eyes. “How is that possible?” He didn’t wait for an answer. His mouth met hers. His lips were certain and slow as he parted hers with his tongue, causing a sensual rush inside her body. He touched the tip of her tongue, then kissed her bottom lip. Kissing under the water was wow. Sensations waved through her, from the warm wet spray of the water cleansing her sticky skin, to the press of his hard solid body, to the hot sensual stroke of his tongue. All the stimulation encouraged her to want more.
Calista grabbed his terrycloth covered arms and rubbed up against his hard body.
Ronan groaned and shrugged out of his robe. The mess of fabric landed on the drain, and Calista nudged it aside with her toe covered in a water-soaked sock. “I know a lot about plumbing now, we can’t block the channel.”
Ronan laughed and dropped to his knees. “I’m not doing my job if you’re thinking about the bath fixtures, and I pride myself on how I do my job.” He unfastened the button on the waistband of her jeans.
