Page 21 of Jaz
He chuckled next to her ear and the sound was warm and sexy as sin. She could get damn used to being around him like this, but he’d promised her only once night. Spending the rest of the day with him may not be the best idea, though it was all she wanted. “Yeah, it has, but can I help it that you have the sexiest backside. I used to watch you walk away from my table and get hard.”
“I thought you were hard no matter if you were staring at my frontside or my backside.”
That comment earned her a smack on her backside. “Brat.” He kissed her shoulder and lifted, slow and careful, off the rest of her body, sliding out of her ass. “Stay put.”
Moments later she heard water running and then there was warm, moist heat between her cheeks and legs. He again helped her to stand, this time tilting her face up to receive a kiss so sweet, her heart tightened in her chest.
“Now, what was it you were saying before?”
Before? Yes, what had she been saying? Oh, right. She grinned. “I was saying, before you started interrupting me, that I’d like to have sex the next time looking at you.”
“From the frontside, you mean?”
He was teasing her and she loved when he teased her. Hell, she was learning how much she loved when he did anything to her, with her, in her, on her. “Jerk,” she muttered. “Yes, from the frontside.”
“I want that too.”
She tried to stifle a yawn but didn’t succeed. The need for sleep was catching up to her. “I’m sorry. I’m not used to being up all night.”
“Me neither.” He nuzzled her neck and she shivered, snuggling closer to him. “Let’s get out of here, get a shower and take a little nap.”
“You don’t mind?”
“No, baby, not at all. This way, I can give personal attention to your tattoo.” He winked and took her by the hand, leading her to the front of the store. He picked up his clothes and watched her as he dressed. At first, she didn’t understand the laughter she saw lurking, but then the realization hit her. Her clothes were still in the car.
“Damn man,” she groused.
“You know it.”
