Page 62 of A Cowboy's Bride
Thanks for everything you’ve done. But mostly thanks for being an awesome person. Enjoy relaxing.
Petra lifted the lid, and the drugging scent of lilacs wafted up. Pale purple bath salts filled the box.
The second box held three doughnuts, and the third box a candle labeledInhale The Good Shit, Exhale The Bad Shit. Petra grinned and got the bath water running before picking up a doughnut and taking a bite.
She groaned with happiness. It was delicious and exactly what she needed. Scalding heat made her skin tingle as she eased into the sweetly scented water. With a rolled up towel behind her neck, she closed her eyes and let the sweet goodness of the Maple Cream doughnut slide down her throat.
She’d been soaking for over half an hour when a knock clattered on the door.
“Petra? Okay if I come in?” Aiden asked.
“It’s not locked,” she assured him. “The water is still warm, although I have to inform you the sweets are all gone.”
Aiden strolled around the corner, his expression growing heated as his gaze roamed her body. “I see something plenty sweet.”
The perfect distraction of the bubble bath morphed into something even more enticing. Especially when Aiden pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it to the floor.
“Tell me you got really dirty this morning and you’re desperate for me to scrub you clean,” Petra suggested.
The trim lines of his body made her fingers itch to touch. The sweep of his waist down to lean hips, the firm lines of the muscles framing his abdomen. The flex of his broad shoulders as he knelt beside the tub. All of it combined to heat her from the inside out, anticipation growing as he dipped his fingers into the bubbles floating on the water’s surface.
He snatched them back instantly, cursing lightly. “Christ, woman, how hot was the water when you got in?”
Petra snickered. “Average hot for a bubble bath. Cold compared to a thermal geyser.”
Aiden examined her closer, gaze dipping over her breasts. He ran a finger over her skin parallel to the water. “You’re red and pink and glowing, like a sexy jellyfish.”
Amusement flared. “You say the sweetest things,” she informed him. “Sort of.”
He hummed, slipping his hand under the water and cupping her breast. He stared into the water as his thumb caressed over her already rigid nipple. “You feeling more relaxed?”
“Yes, although at this moment, I’m decidedly tenser than five minutes ago.” Petra arched into his touch as he rolled his thumb and fingers together, pinching lightly. “My period is over.”
“Good to know.” Fingers brushed her belly, landing between her legs. “I considered asking if I could join you, but I’m not lava resistant.”
Petra widened her knees, covering his hand. “I can get out of the tub.”
“In a minute,” he suggested. “Right now I’m having fun. Partially boiling to death, but fun.”
She laughed, the sound turning to a moan as he slicked their joined fingers over her clit. Teasing circles set a tingle rising in her core. She rested her head back on the towel and examined his face closely as he admired her. Fire danced in his eyes as he slid fingers into her yet kept up the steady brush over her clit.
Lordy, that felt good. Petra sucked for air, fighting to speak. “I’m not about to complain if you get me off like this, but I would very much like to have sex.”
“This is sex,” he pointed out.
Stubborn man. Talented man, too. “It’s hard to think when you do that thing with the…oh God,that.” A twist of his fingers inside her? She wasn’t sure what it was except the fast road to an orgasm. “That’s deliciously evil.”
His grin widened. “This?”
She hissed, curling her fingers around the back of his neck and tugging him toward her. He lowered, lips hovering over hers, hand continuing to tease.
She forced out the words. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed that we’ve fooled around but not actually done the deed.”
“If you’re still able to think this hard, I’m doing something wrong.” Aiden’s smile softened. “Stop holding back. Let go.”
“Promise we can have sex.”
“We are?—”
