“There’s something I want to do for you.”
“Give Lord Landon a rest for a bit.”
He laughs under me. “I will. I meant something else.”
Chapter 37
“What does it feel like to orgasm?”
“Ugh, I told you I was sorry!” Landon says as he shifts in the tub, accidentally kicking me.
“I meant for you.” I blow a handful of bubble bath at him. We’ve already downed the champagne he poured and splashed all the candles out when we tried to get in the tub at the same time. “I’ve always wondered if orgasms for men feel different than orgasms for women.”
“Yeah…I wouldn’t know.”
“Well, is it just the rubbing that gets you? Or is it the head that feels the best? The balls? The shaft? Do you like it when it’s sucked on or when I flex or when we sort of circle our hips?”
“All of the above.”
“But what’s thebestpart?”
“All of it.”
I throw my hands up. “You are no help.”
“Okay, what’s the best for you? Which erogenous zone?”
“I doubt you even know them all,” I tease.
“I knowyours.”
“Prove it.”
He slips to his knees, and I stretch my legs out, lowering in the bubbles. His lips brush my earlobe before he takes it between his teeth.
“Sweet Georgia pie,” I groan.
“There’s one.”
He moves down to my clavicle.
“No, wait, stay at number ooooooonnnnnneeee…” Lawdy, what is he doing?
His tongue snakes out after his teeth give my neck a delicious bite, and suddenly my fingers are gripping his ass cheeks.
“Patience, Tumbles. That’s only number two.”
“Nope, go to whatever hell number this is,” I say, thrusting my hips up. But that makes me slip in the tub so far I go under for less than a second that seems like more because I breathe in a lungful of bathwater.
“I’m dying!” I choke, and Landon, being the sweet husband he is, laughs at me while grabbing a towel.
“I told you to be patient,” he says, wiping my face free of bubbles. Then he tosses the towel and dips his hand under the water and grasps my ribs.
“Good golly almighty,” I say, heart thumping in my nethers.
“Watch your mouth,” he teases.
“Shutyourmouth.”