Page 69 of Filthy Sinner


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“If you want.”

“I want,” she admitted huskily.Eagerly.

Laughing, I shook my head.

It made sense, I guessed.

Deny a woman pleasure for all these years and she’d have a lot of pent-up needs. I was more than willing to be the sacrificial lamb as she burned them out of her system.

“You going to clean yourself up, or do you want me to do it for you?”

She slumped against me. “I want to do it.”

Talk about a mixed message.

Smirking at the wall when I realized what was going on, I murmured, “You’re a brat.”

“I was your sweet girl last night,” she muttered indignantly, straightening up.

My tone turned serious. “You liked that, huh?”

Our eyes collided and she gulped. “I really did.”

She’d responded to ‘good girl’ more.

I hummed as I stroked my hand over her spine. “Come on. We need to get you Plan B too. I should have used a rubber.”

“You really didn’t anticipate last night, did you?”

“I never anticipate anything. Makes life more interesting.”

“I think I like the fact you didn’t plan that.”

Chuckling, I told her, “You’re weird.”

“You’re weird too,” was her prompt reply. “But I like you.”

She had me there as well.

“I like you too.”

20

MARYCAT

EnduringDigger’s initial amusement in the elevator as I preened in the mirror at my hickeys was worth it when he pressed me to the wall and kissed each one, stating, “Gotta make sure people know who you belong to.”

My legs were still shaking when we finally made it into the lobby, where it registered exactly how tired I’d been upon our arrival because I hadn’t noticed the decorations.

How the hell I’d missed twenty or so Christmas trees in a circle around the Gallinaro’s entrance, I’d never know. Not when each one was dressed in gold and silver and was sparkling with a thousand lights.

The circle had a life-sized Santa’s sleigh in the middle, with gift boxes tumbling off the back and false reindeer made out of more lights.

As if the place couldn’t be gaudier…

Still, it made me feel festive and added a bounce to my step.

I was probably going to get a UTI, but I was also about to receive a lesson in oral sex,andDigger had told me as we ate breakfast for lunch—waffles and maple-glazed bacon in bed—that we had at least three days here before we had to start back.

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