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“Say it, Wren.” Sawyer steps into the tub, then takes my hand and helps me in. I very carefully sit down between his legs and lean back against his chest, enjoying the way my muscles relax. The way my entire body relaxes.
“You know, we went about this thing a bit backward.” I sigh as he squeezes a sponge and drips hot water over my chest, being careful not to touch. “You’re making it hard to focus,” I chastise with no heat behind my words.
“Sorry,” he kisses my neck. “We wouldn’t want you unfocused.”
“Sawyer, I’m serious.”
His chuckle fills the room, but he stops. At least for now. “Sorry. What were you saying?”
“Fine. I don’t want to have sex with you.” I blurt out the words and regret them almost immediately. But that’s the thing. The words might suck. What I’m asking for might not be what I want. But it’s what I think we need.
“I got you, Red. No sex. Not until you’re healed.” His hand dips down under the water, and I moan when his fingers slide along my pussy.
“No. Not just for now. I think we need to take a step back. We started this whole thing as enemies with benefits, and even that was based on a lie.”
Sawyer starts to say something, but I cut him off, “Not a lie by you. More like a lie of omission which my family perpetuated. I understand you had no control over that and weren’t even aware of it. I’m not saying you were. I’m saying... What I’m trying to say is this all happened fast. One day I hated you, and then I was fucking you, and now...”
“Now what, Red?”
“And now I love you. But I think we need to take sex off the table for a while, so we can build a stronger foundation than we have right now.” There. I said it. Hopefully he won’t storm out of here—because getting out of this tub alone would completely suck and probably really hurt. Not as much as my heart would hurt, but one thing at a time.
“Okay,” he whispers against my skin, and I shiver.
“That’s it?Okay?”
Sawyer wraps his arm around my waist and holds me close to him. “Yeah, Red. Okay. You’ve got a point. It’s not going to change anything if we don’t have sex for a few days. We’ve known each other our entire lives. The foundation is there. But I understand what you’re saying, and I see your point.”
“Just like that?” I’m shocked. He never agrees with me.
Did I want him to fight me on this?
No...Yes? No... No, I didn’t.
“Thank you. I’m surprised you agreed so easily.”
“Oh, baby. There’s nothing easy about it. And I might have agreed, but I’ve got a stipulation.”
“Of course you do... Spit it out. What is it?” My smile is hard to hide, but this is where we excel. Arguing. Pushing. Ha—this is our foreplay.
His hands run up my body and gently cup both breasts.
What he does to my nipples isn’t so gentle, and I moan.
“We won’t have sex until you’re ready. Until you’re begging for it. And until that moment, neither of us gets to come. Not by each other and not by ourselves.”
“Sawyer,” I gasp as he pinches my nipples. “You can’t be serious... Can you?”
“Oh, you better believe it, Red. If I don’t get your orgasms,youdon’t get your orgasms. Got it?”
“Fine. But we’ll just see who’s begging first.” Thank God, I’m not facing him right now, because I know exactly what his smug face looks like. And I may or may not wish I could sit on it.
* * *
“Are you sure they wouldn’t rather be alone?” I ask Jace and Sawyer, who both sit across from me at my kitchen table the next afternoon, eating the soup my mother dropped off a few hours ago. Apparently, it’s the cure-all for everything, not just the flu. At least according to her. The good news is she bought it at The Busy Bee and didn’t make it herself. World-class surgeon? Yes. Good cook? That would be no. But hey, you can’t be good at everything, right?
Jace grabs our bowls and grins. “Nah. They got home at least two hours ago. They’ll just be grateful one of us wasn’t sitting in their kitchen waiting for them.”
“The way you were sitting in ours this morning, jack-off?” Sawyer asks, and I arch a brow in question.
