Page 79 of Just Say Yes

I took a small step back. She didn’t need my boner stabbing her as I undressed her.

She needed patience. Care. Tenderness.

My arms encircled her, stopping at the button to her jeans. “Is this okay?”

I watched the small muscles in her neck work as she swallowed and nodded.

My hands trembled as I unhooked her jeans, each brush of her skin against my fingers testing my control. This wasn’t about me. It couldn’t be. But every inch of her I uncovered was another crack in my restraint.

With an aching slowness, I peeled the denim down her hips. She wore a matching thong, and her ass was flawless in the soft lighting.

Fucking focus.

I lowered to my knees, pulling her jeans the rest of the way down her smooth legs. She stepped from them but stood facing away from me. My hands gripped her hips as I slowly turned her around.

On my knees, I looked up at her.

Her dark hair tumbled across her shoulders as she looked down.

Goddamn she is pretty.

MJ licked her lips, then reached behind her to grab the clasp of her bra. A better man would have stood and given her privacy, but my knees were rooted to the ground.

Her eyes never left mine as she removed her bra. Her nipples formed hard little buds, tempting me, only inches from my face. My hands kneaded her hips, stopping at the waistband of her underwear.

With a tiny nod, she granted me permission. A tiny sip of air moved through my lips as my cock groaned in protest. Slowly I hooked a finger into the band of her thong and lowered it.

She stepped from her underwear and stared down at me. From my vantage, she was strong and powerful. She was in control.

“Logan,” she said, her voice breathy as her hand moved across the back of my skull. I could smell her arousal. I knew exactly what she wanted.

Still, I shook my head. “Your bath is ready.”

A little smirk lifted her lips. “I’m already soaked.”

“Fuck me,” I exhaled. “How am I supposed to be a gentleman here when I can still remember the taste of your cunt?”

Her grip in my hair tightened as she inched forward, but her eyes were still red and glassy from crying.

My hands flexed on her hips as I steeled my resolve. “Tonight isn’t about that. It’s about getting the care you deserve. What you should have gotten in the first place.”

She stared down at me in silent disbelief.

I closed my eyes. “Just let me do the right thing. Let me do this for you.”

When I opened them, her hazel eyes had softened, glowing in the dim bathroom lighting.

I rose, holding on to her hand and guiding her into the massive tub. Her toes disappeared beneath the bubbly surface, and my eyes roamed over her naked body as she lowered herself. My fingertips dragged up her arm and across her shoulder.

MJ hummed as she sank lower into the water. She cracked open one eye. “You should get in.”

I shifted, adjusting my hard cock and chuckling softly. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Siren.”

“Siren?” An eyebrow inched up her forehead.

I grinned. “Gorgeous women who lure sailors to their deaths. I know a siren when I see one.”

MJ scooted forward, leaving room behind her. “Come on. I won’t bite.” Her eyes flicked up to mine. “I trust you.”

---