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“Next time I’ll wear something a little less virginal and a little more sex pot.”
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you? Death from permanent erection.”
I grasped his shaft and massaged him. “You’ll die happy then.”
He raised his forearm and used the wall for support while I toyed with him. I didn’t stop until he was coming again, splattering his release on my belly.
“You used to be shy,” Bones said, breathing hard.
“Someone is making me fearless,” I teased as I kissed him.
He pushed away from the wall and then grabbed the bar of soap. He lathered it in his hands and then he cleaned me.
“The candles,” I said in a panic.
“Relax, I blew them out.”
I sighed. “Thanks. I wasn’t thinking about them.”
“No, you were thinking about me, and what we’d just done, and what we’re going to do again and again…”
“You’re filthy…”
He bit my earlobe. “You on top next time. Me behind you. You sitting on my?—”
I cut him off with my lips.
When he pulled away, he looked down at me. “Shy again, huh? You weren’t shy the other night when we were in bed at the clubhouse. You proved you were good at dirty talk.”
“It was dark and I was facing away from you. Now, we’re…the lights are on. It’s different.”
He smiled slowly.
“What?”
“My one and only goal now is ridding you of your shyness. It’ll be fun. Practice makes perfect, you know.”
I rolled my eyes and rinsed off and then I stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a white towel and dried myself before wrapping the towel around me.
Bones turned off the shower and grabbed the second towel I’d put out for him.
I strode into the bedroom toward the walk-in closet. I opened the drawer of my dresser and pulled out my black silk camisole and matching sleep shorts.
Bones was already in bed by the time I was finished dressing. His bedside lamp was on and he flung back the covers and I climbed in next to him.
My hand crawled across the sheet to touch him. I encountered a warm thigh. “You’re sleeping naked?” I asked.
“I always sleep naked.”
“You didn’t sleep naked the last few times we were in bed together,” I pointed out.
He lifted up and turned off the lamp. “I was afraid it would make you faint.”
“You arrogant bastard,” I said with a laugh.
“Was I wrong?”
“I wouldn’t have fainted,” I assured him. “Hyperventilated, maybe. But not fainted.”
