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“Good, because we’re having the leftovers made into a frittata.”
“Seriously?”
“Yep. It’s really quite good, and frittatas are one of my favorite ways to use up leftovers.”
He helped her out of bed and kissed her deeply, his hands sliding over her body as he felt her warm and willing flesh. She could feel his erection trapped between them.
“You know, just because I have to do without doesn’t mean you do.”
He chuckled. “You’ll not have your lascivious way with me, wench. Sure, you’ll offer to relieve my suffering with a blowjob, and then once Lucy’s gone, you’ll be trying to have your way with me, claiming reciprocity.”
Delaney grinned. “What makes you think I’ll wait until Lucy’s gone?” she quipped as she slipped past him and into the bathroom.
She’d like to think she was just taunting him, but she had the distinct idea that if he ordered her to her knees and presented his cock to her for sucking, she’d do it regardless of whether or not they were alone. There was something about Tevryn’s commanding presence that made her want to surrender her will and her own sense of propriety if she thought it would please him. As aroused as she was at the moment, she was pretty damn sure she’d fuck him on the island with Lucy sitting there having breakfast if that’s what he wanted.
The knock on the bathroom door startled her. “Get a move on, and I can hear what you’re thinking. For the record, you are not to pleasure yourself unless I direct you to do so while I watch. All those amazing orgasms belong to me, and I’m the one who gets to say how many and how intense. Got it?”
“Sure, if the same can be said about you—the self-pleasure part, anyway.”
The deep, resonant, sexy chuckle from the other side of the door washed over her, shrouding her entire being with arousal and need. “Baby, why would I settle for my hand when I have you to ease my lust? Hurry it up.”
Delaney looked down at the state of her body. Her nipples were stiff and ached for his touch, as did her swollen clit, and she didn’t even want to think about how her pussy was dripping. Tevryn could do more for her from the other side of the door than any other man had ever dreamed of. She was most definitely hooked on Tevryn. She supposed she ought to at least learn his last name.
She grabbed a quick shower and then pulled on sweatpants and a tank top. The minute she opened the door to the bathroom, her nostrils were assailed with the most delicious aromas—even better than last night.
“Hurry it up,” called Lucy from the island. “This morning, he’s making me wait for you to join us, which is completely unfair.”
“Sorry about that. This looks and smells amazing.”
Tevryn shrugged. “As I said, it’s a great way to use up leftovers.”
“Was that ribeye I saw in the fridge? If you’re planning to grill them outside, I’ll need to stop and buy us a BBQ. Neither of us ever learned to grill.”
“Then I’ll get one in the next couple of days. But I was glad to see the firepit as I understand my girl is partial to s’mores.”
“Is she? Your girl, I mean,” said Lucy in a serious tone.
“She most definitely is,” Tevryn answered before Delaney could.
They both looked at her as she took a bite of the frittata and moaned, “Oh my god, that’s good. I’ll take what he said.”
“But to answer the unanswered question, the rib eye is for stroganoff. Delaney said it was a favorite of yours. What I don’t know is whether or not you like mushrooms. Neither Delaney nor I do, but I’m happy to sauté some for you.”
“Blech! Whoever thought that eating a fungus that grows in horseshit was a good idea? They ought to be shot,” returned Lucy.
It made Delaney happy to see that Lucy was as comfortable and accepting of Tevryn’s presence in their house as she was. Lucy stayed around the house long enough to clean up the kitchen. She informed him that the house rule was he or she who cooked did not have to clean up the kitchen. Tevryn made her a quick lunch and sent her on her way.
“You’d better be planning to stay; Lucy will never let you leave.”
“And what about Lucy’s sister?”
“She doesn’t care whether you stay or not. She’d follow you to the ends of the Earth and beyond.”
She waited for him to get weird about that kind of romantic declaration, but instead of pulling back, he leaned in, smiled, brushed his lips to hers and said, “I’m going to hold you to that.”
As Tevryn felt a need to work, as well, he got them situated on the couch so they could sit together and work on their laptops. She found it interesting that it didn’t seem awkward to get involved in her own research while he did his and neither of them felt a need to fill the silence.
As they sat out on the back porch enjoying the warm afternoon as they ate lunch, he asked her again about what Whistler had wanted the day before.
