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Before I’d lost my soul.
It had taken a woman with a heart of gold to carve a path through the muck and mud of the past, enabling me to see a ray of sunshine. I was breathless, my ears ringing, and I had no idea how to react.
“Are you going to freaking help me or not?” she called, jerking me out of the revelation.
She continued to slip as she tried to stand, hissing every time she fell back into the puddle.
After tossing the towel, I threw out my hand, giving her a look. “Come on, sunshine. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
“Uh-huh.” As soon as she grasped my hand, I tried to pull but she beat me to it. Using strength I didn’t know she had, she jerked me down, laughing as mud splattered all over me.
“Fuck,” I growled.
“See how you like it, buddy.” It was her turn to laugh, the lilting sound filtering into my ears. She ran her fingers through the slime, tossing several scoops in my direction.
“You did not just do that.”
“Oh, yes, I did. And I’ll do it again.” She squealed then rubbed a handful down my face, using the other to run her slickened fingers through my hair.
“Remember, sweetheart, two can play at this game.” When I tried to return the favor, she attempted to wrestle me, pushing hard against my chest as she squealed from delight.
I didn’t hesitate for a second before slamming her down, rolling us both in the mud.
“You are…” she started, half whispering.
“Yes,” I said as I pressed the full weight of my body against hers.
“Terrible. Incorrigible.”
“What else?”
She took several shallow breaths. “Protective.”
“Okay.” I took a single finger, rolling it down the side of her face. “What else?”
“A good kisser.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yep.”
“Does that make you an expert?”
Her smile could light up a night sky. “Absolutely. In all things. Didn’t you know that already?”
“Mmm… I think I’m getting the hint.” I brushed my lips across hers, the act evocative and sinful. My cock was at full attention, pressing hard against my shorts. She could feel it, undulating her hips under me, driving me crazy as she’d done a few times before.
When she giggled, another smile crossed my face. Then she planted her hand against my chest. “No, you don’t, big boy. You’re filthy.”
“So are you.”
“Because of you.”
“You’re not blaming me, sweet lady.”
“I’ll do what I want.”
“There you go again, thinking you’re in control.” I reared back, pulling us both from the muck, using the exterior of the stall to support our weight then yanking her over my lap.
