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“What?” He spread his hands in mock-innocence. “It’s not for my benefit. It’s for you—you know you can’t keep your hands off me, Coastie-girl.”
“Arrgghh!” Rhianne poked him in the chest in response to the mocking nickname.
He couldn’t help but push that button because Rhianne was so damn cute when she was indignant. But she wasn’t looking infuriated now. More…sultry, if he had to put a name on it. What was she up to?
“Well, you’re not so very wrong about the hands thing,” she purred, looping one around the back of his neck to pull him into a clinch.
“Come on.” He reached in and started the shower going, setting it to the higher temperature she preferred. “I’ll help you with your tangles and your protein.” He winked.
“Ha! Who can’t keep whose hands off whom?” Rhianne gloated, but her triumphant words turned into contented purrs when Eric washed her, using the triple-milled soap and the luxury bamboo washcloth he’d gotten for her.
He didn’t know what either of those things were either, but blessed the manufacturers of both at the sigh Rhianne gave when he stroked the soft cloth around her body to clean her, and the louder, more fractured gasps she emitted when he used his water-slicked hands to pleasure her.
Rhianne, head thrown back, was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen as he knelt between her spread legs. He couldn’t resist using his tongue and teeth on her soft folds and engorged clit until she cried his name and pulled on his hair. When she came around his tongue, she rocked his world to its foundation.
Rhianne, returning the favor, pushing him to sit on the shower’s built-in seat to get on her knees to him and use those plush lips to bring him to climax,detonatedthose foundations.
“You know…” Eric panted, from where he’d slid to the floor next to her, “I got a body oil in that same brand for you to try. Extend your knowledge of the product range.”
“Impossible.” Rhianne shook her head. “They only make hair stuff.” She caught the glint in his eye. “But we should go check…”
It was a different brand, of course, but the sensual, aromatic oil went on smoothly. Rhianne lay face down on the bed for Eric to rub the sweet-smelling oil into her shoulders and upper back. When he slid his hands down her sides to massage the sweet cheeks of her ass, he had her shifting. Him smoothing slick hands up her inner thighs, letting his thumbs stray and play, while whispering the naughtiest of suggestions into her ear, had her ready for round two. Eric obliged her.
Afterward, in the peace that followed their lovemaking, Rhianne lay in his arms, curling a finger into his chest hair. She loved the rusty-red color. “Oh, I almost forgot,” she said, in a too-casual tone.
“Hmm?” He wasn’t fooled. He was curious, though.
“That the lease on my apartment in Chula Vista is up soon.”
Eric peered down at her. “Really?”
“Uh-huh. And Robyn’s been talking about enrolling in San Diego City College, mainly to get away from Mom.”
Eric could understand that. Even after knowing what Robyn had been through, Andrea Carlson had made the situation into a lecture about the stupidity of trusting people on the Internet. Robyn had been staying with Rhianne at her place as much as possible since then.
“So if Robyn chooses to move to downtown San Diego to go to City College…” Eric prompted.
“Imayhave to come here just to keep an eye on her.”
Eric knew just how inseparable the sisters had become. “Yeah, if Robyn is headed here, big sis is sure to follow,” he agreed. “Ouch!” He rubbed his chest where she’d poked him, but couldn’t keep the smirk of his face.
“I can see you,” Rhianne told him, poking his face this time.
“Yeah, youwantto see me…naked, more often. That’s what all this is about,” Eric claimed.
With an indignant huff, Rhianne rolled her eyes, but in the next second, she was stretching up to kiss him. “I’m not promising anything,” she said. “Not yet. But Icanpromise you I’ll seriously think about it. Okay?”
“Okay.” Eric took over the kiss, flipping her from him and flat on her back as he did so. “Very okay,” he said, the words almost lost on her lips. “Extremely okay,” came muffled as he slid lower, to pleasure her again.
Because a future with Rhianne, no matter how long it took to achieve?
That was more than okay.
It was perfect.
