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“I’m not doing it so you’ll repay me.”
“Then why? I’m not trying to start a fight or anything. I’m just trying to understand. Because a week ago, I was cleaning houses and getting paid cash for my work, wondering how I was going to keep a roof over our heads, buy diapers, and feed Maddie.”
“Because I looked at you and wanted you.” And it had been a soul-deep want. He’d been inexplicably drawn to her.
“Just like that.”
“I’m used to getting what I want, lass.”
“But why marriage and not asking me to be your girlfriend or mistress for a year?”
“Would you have said yes to being my mistress?”
She grimaced. “No. Likely not.”
“And that’s why I offered marriage, that and because with my last name, you and Maddie are protected from your ex.”
She took his face between her hands, and her eyes searched his. Did she see he was obsessed with her? That he couldn’t move past his fascination. That he wanted her all the damn time. All he had to do was think of her, and he was hard. Like now.
And there was a part of him that thought if she was a con artist, that he didn’t care. He would simply keep plying her with gifts and sex until she became as addicted to him as he was with her.
She leaned in, and he met her halfway, hungry for her taste. He let her lead because if he did, they’d be having sex. That wasn’t what she needed tonight. She needed to be taken care of tonight, and that’s what he was going to do. Even if it killed him.
He broke the kiss. It was the only way to keep himself from tossing out his good intentions and fucking her in the tub. “Just relax a bit more.”
She snuggled against his chest. And his heart swelled as he wrapped his arms around her. Fuck, she fit him like a lock finally finding its key.
They stayed in the bath until the water cooled. Then he helped her out. Wrapped her up in a thick, fluffy towel while he dried himself off.
And then he grabbed lotion and tugged her into the bedroom. “Lay on the bed facedown.”
She arched a brow. “We’re not going to—”
“Not tonight, lass. You’re exhausted. I’m giving you a massage. Then will tuck you into bed. We’ve got a whole year to have sex as often as we would like.” And suddenly, a year with her didn’t seem long enough. Would he even want to let her go when their time together was officially up?
“A massage?”
“Yep.”
“I haven’t had one of those in years.”
“Then you’re well past due.” He smacked her rump. “Go on with you and get into bed.”
She gave him a baleful stare but then sashayed to the bed, casting him a seductive glance over her shoulder.
The woman was playing with fire, but fuck, he loved the way it burned. “I know what you’re trying to do, lass, and it won’t work.”
“You sure about that?” she asked, gracefully stretching out on the mattress and spreading her legs just enough so he could see her enticing slit.
Jasper gritted his teeth. “Someone is aching for a spanking.”
“Can I help it if I want to have sex with my husband?”
The woman didn’t realize how close he was to tossing out his good intentions and taking her until they were both sated. Inhaling a steadying breath, he sauntered to the bed, the bottle of lotion in his hand, and climbed in after her. He straddled her ass, then poured a hefty dollop of lotion into his palm, then began kneading the knots in her shoulders.
“Oh god,” she moaned with a throaty sigh, making his dick twitch.
He began with her neck and shoulders, then traveled down her body. Slowly but surely, he felt her body unwind. He avoided her ass. The firm globes were far too tempting.
