Page 51 of Trust

Olivia standing before him with a blazing smile made both of those rare occurrences possible.

Unbuttoned.

Unzipped.

And free of everything that separated them made him want to fall to his knees and utter beautiful words of appreciation. He held out his hand instead and was grateful when she took it without hesitation. “I know there’s something I should say…to let you know…that I like where things are headed.”

She stepped back and laughed before stepping into the tub filled with bubbles. “I don’t know that a sexy romp needs any declaration, but if you want to throw out a funny quip, I wouldn’t be opposed.”

“Not sure I have one that’s worthy.” He followed her and sank into the water, making a fair bit of it slosh over the side. “Might need to be less aggressive the next time I fill it.”

Oliva ran her hand over the water. “I like it. More is better.”

He leaned back against the rim and told himself that a bubble bath with his girl was no big deal. So what if he’d never done it? It didn’t mean he couldn’t learn how. Just like the hundreds of skills he developed being on the front lines. Certainly, something in the skill set could be useful in what he and Oliva were attempting. “What I was trying to say earlier was…”

“I’m naked, Zane.” She crawled up his body. “Seduction isn’t required since I’m kind of a sure bet.”

He pushed his hands through the water, gripping her hips. “You sure make it hard to be romantic.”

“That wasn’t my intent.”

“I have no idea what the hell I’m doing.” Gritting his teeth, he looked over her shoulder. “If this were as simple as inserting tab A into tab B and both of us getting off, then I would be fine. But…”

“It feels like more, and neither of us knows what to do?”

He brought her head against his and closed his eyes. “Yes.”

“Are you saying a short, dirty tryst without an ounce of complications is nothing more than a poorly thought-out fantasy?”

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “And you have no idea how much it pisses me off.”

“Same,” Olivia said quietly. “I was hoping you’d break my dirty affair cherry and then disappear in the morning mist.”

“We don’t get a morning mist, babe.”

“I know,” she replied as she lifted her head. “It’s just a fantasy I carry around because I watched Pride and Prejudice one too many times.”

“So…”

Olivia wiggled around and then lifted her eyes. “Should we just have dirty sex, eat the casserole, and then swear to stay away from one another?”

Snorting, he shifted his hips. ‘Yeah, like that’s going work.”

“It could.” She lifted herself to her knees and looked down. “But we’d have to do it twice.”

Zane fisted his erection and shifted Olivia so she was a breath away from making his world right. “Maybe we should round it up to three, just to make sure.”

“Yeah,” she murmured. “Five seems like a reasonable number.”

“Just to be clear, I’m not gonna get blowback when I leave a couple of teeth marks, right?”

“Nope.” She flicked his hand away and guided him into her heat. “Not at all.”

Lust drove his next move as a roar filled his ears, and he gave in to the fact that there wasn’t a sin he wouldn’t commit to have Liv in his life. And not just naked in the tub.

Tab A, Tab B, his ass. Their physical connection was on a different level.

Olivia stroked his cheek with her thumbs. “Yes, Zane.”

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