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“I want to try something else,” he says softly.

“Okay,” is all I can manage.

If that something else involves his hand between my legs, I’m game. I’m sure I have an almost dream-like expression on my face. His hand on my clit feels far better than the towel did.

But shouldn’t that be the other way around?

He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up into his arms like I weigh no more than a feather. Instinctively, my legs wrap around his waist, my arms going around his neck. His lips are on mine again, hot, hard, and demanding. He starts walking, but I pay no mind to where he’s taking us. Instead, I sink into his embrace, his hands sliding from my hips to my ass, pulling my body against his thickening cock. I moan, grinding against it.

He chuckles darkly against my lips, the sound shoots straight to my overstimulated clit. “You’re still too sore for the things I want to do to you.”

“Then where are we going?”

“You’ll see.”

26

GILBERT

The smell of lavender fills the air as I slip into the bath tub behind Ashlynn. I bring her body flush against mine, her back pressed against my front. The water sloshes, ripples caressing her skin. The soothing heat envelops us, easing the tension from our bodies.

“It feels… strange,” she mumbles.

I wrap my arms around her, kissing the side of her head. “What is? Taking a bath together?”

She nods. “And playing house.”

I can’t help the rumble that bubbles up. “Playing house?”

“What else would you call this?” She wriggles her back against my now half-mast cock, and I have to clamp down on the urge to runt into her like a caveman. Again.

Instead, my fingers find the space between her thighs, rubbing the sore, slick skin and removing the traces of blood. “I’d call it getting to know each other.”

Her thighs fall open, giving me more access. “Why the bath?”

“Because you need it.” My lips find her ear lobe, and I pull the skin between my teeth and nibble gently on it.

The heady moan that slips past her lips is music to my ears. “How do you know I need a bath?”

“You’re going to be more sore in the morning, and this should help loosen up your muscles.”

“Your hand is already doing a pretty good job of that.”

My lips stretch into a smile. “It doesn’t hurt to be thorough.”

She giggles at that. An honest-to-God giggle.

I don’t think I’ve ever heard her giggle.

“You are way too good at this,” she says, her tone playful. “I just can’t believe you’re a virgin.”

“Was a virgin,” I amend, as I’m peppering kisses on her shoulder, and sucking the skin into my mouth.

“How’s that even possible? You were married.”

I heave both shoulders. “Rachel and I, our relationship was complicated.”

She tenses. “I’m going to start charging a dollar for every time someone uses that phrase with me.”

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