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“I…” Fear strangled my voice. What if I told her I wanted more and she shut me down? What if she said it was a fun one-time thing that got me out of her system? Could I survive that? “I saw your website this morning while you were designing it.”
Luna laughed, the sound somehow relieved. What had she thought I was going to say? “You were looking over my shoulder?”
I held up my thumb and forefinger, only leaving a tiny space between the two. “Just a little. I loved it. It’s got your voice all over the designs.”
She pressed her lips together to try and hide her smile. It was adorable as hell, and pride swelled in my chest that I’d been the one to put that smile there.
Fuck, I’d made her skin flush and her eyes roll back in her head two nights ago, and it was one of the most incredible things I’d ever seen. I locked my thoughts down before I walked into the spa with my cock on full display.
“Thank you,” she finally said. “I’m almost finished with the last of my designs. If I keep up this pace, I should be able to launch the site before we even finish this trip.”
“That’s incredible,” I said, holding the door open for her and motioning her into the spa lobby. “I can’t wait to see what happens.”
She’d been busting her ass during the times we weren’t attending parties, events, or lectures here at the retreat, and I admired the hell out of her for it. It was like now that she’d been freed of the shackles her ex had kept her in, there was no stopping her.
Luna shrugged, doubt flickering over her features. “Well, if it fails, I’ll still have the boutique.”
“Hey,” I said, turning to stand in front of her. Fuck, she was gorgeous dressed in a pair of loose cotton pants and a simple T-shirt, her long red hair flowing over her shoulders in causal waves. “One, it won’t fail. Two, you have to visualize your success. Spend your energy focusing on the best possible outcomes, not the worst.”
Her eyes trailed up to mine, jumping between me and my lips and back again. Whatever she was visualizing had nothing to do with her clothing line, I could tell that by the way she worried her lip between her teeth.
I wanted to suck that lip into my mouth and hear her whimper again.
Jesus, it was all I could do to not reach between us and haul her against me, slant my mouth over hers and make her come right here in the damn lobby.
“Washbrook?” The receptionist called my last name, snapping both me and Luna to attention.
“That’s us,” I said, turning around to face the front desk, one arm effortlessly sliding around Luna’s lower back and tucking her into my side. The motion was pure instinct, and the fact that there was zero hesitation as she leaned into me and placed her hand on my chest made me feel like I was walking on air.
“We’re ready for you,” the receptionist said. “Follow me please.”
We followed her through a glass door and down another hallway before she motioned us into a room with two massage tables, the lights dimmed to a soft, soothing level. “Your therapists will be in shortly,” she said before instructing us to disrobe into whatever level of comfort we liked before closing the door behind her.
“Wow,” Luna said, surveying the luxury of the room. “I’ve never done this before,” she admitted.
“Had a massage or a couple’s massage?” I asked, furrowing my brow.
“Couple’s massage,” she said, then eyed the two massage beds. “I guess we should get undressed?”
She looked almost nervous as she said it, and I wondered how she could be self-conscious around me when I’d had my cock buried between her thighs and my fingers squeezing her perfect throat not two nights ago. And goddamn, that’s what that asshole had said was unreasonable to ask for in bed? A little choking? I hated him even more, if that was possible, for making her feel bad about expressing what she wanted only because he didn’t have the fucking chops to deliver.
“I’ll turn around,” I said after she continued to look a little nervous, and moved to do just that.
“It’s okay,” she said, stopping me. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.”
We both laughed at that. Okay, so here was the little bit of awkward I’d expected to happen the morning after.
But that all vanished when she reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, replacing the sensation with pure fire.
Fuck me. She moved to her pants next, standing there in nothing but a matching black set of lace that barely held her perfect breasts.
And I was hard.
Shit. That was not something I needed to be when the therapist came in, but at least I knew they’d knock first. I had time to get myself in check. I was a grown man for fuck’s sake.
