Page 97 of Under Her Skin
I press her small body against the wall and run my hands down until I have both her ass cheeks in my hand. It’s taking everything on me to only caress them. I want to pull her up and slam my dick into her. But I won’t. Notyet.
Pulling my mouth from hers. I let her go and take the shampoo and pour some in her hand. “Dome.”
She smiles as I turn away from her and I have to lean way back for her to reach my head. Softly, she rubs the shampoo in. Then rinses itaway.
“My plans were to take a long hot bath when I got home. This is much better, I mustsay.”
The shampoo all rinsed out, I stand up straight and take her back into my arms, lifting her up. “What else did you have planned I can makebetter?”
“I was going to curl up in my bed and read a book,” she says with agrin.
“Let’s do that then. I’m not here to interrupt your plans. Only to enhance them,” I say then leave a little kiss on the tip of her adorablenose.
After turning the water off. I carry her out of the shower and see white, fluffy towels hanging on a towel bar. I wrap her in one and wrap one around my waist after running it over myhair.
“Your curls are amazing,” she says in awhisper.
She presses at her long, dark stands with her towel. I pick her up and carry her into her bedroom, tossing her playfully on the bed. She giggles and I find the sound sends jolts of electricity straight throughme.
“Get your book and I’ll get the wine and some glasses. And don’t you dare put a stitch of clothing on. You and I are going to lie naked in your bed while we read the book you have to each other.” I walk out of the bedroom and hear herlaughing.
Going to her small kitchen, I easily find where she keeps the glasses and take a couple of wine glasses. I see a glass vase and take it, filling it with water for the flowers I boughther.
Ibring in the flowers,the wine and glasses and find her underneath the blanket and digging in her nightstand. She looks up at me as a smile spreads across her beautifulface.
“You brought me flowers? How did I not notice them before? They’re gorgeous. Put them on my dresser so I can look atthem.”
I do as she’s said and take the wine and glasses to the other side of the bed and place them on the nightstand. She folds the blanket back for me and pats the bed. I lose the towel and her eyes go right for mypackage.
She turns away quickly as red covers her cheeks. I climb into bed and act like I don’t notice her reaction. Pulling the blanket to cover me, I lean over and look at the cover of the book she has on herlap.
“Steamy,” I say as I pick it up. A tall man with dark hair holds a blonde woman in his arms. “Let’s see what this is about.” I turn back to grab a glass and fill it with wine and hand it toher.
She takes it and smiles, shyly. “Thank you. We can find another book to read. I have my Kindle in the nightstand. I can find something on that maybe more to yourliking.”
I pour myself a glass of wine and take a sip then turn back to her as I set the glass down. “No, that booksfine.”
I pick it up. “I’ll read to you first.” I pull her back to lie on my chest as I run an arm around her. I hold the book up and begin to read the first line. “Once, a long, long time ago there was a princess who longed to find herprince.”
Rachelle
My skin is on fire where it is touching Blake’s chest. He’s reading to me and all I can think about is how badly I want him to press me to this bed and make crazy, hot love tome.
He puts the book down and squeezes me. “I want to offer you something. Before we get any further into this book you’ve pickedout.”
I turn to look at him. “What kind of offer. I don’t accept charity,Blake.”
His head shakes, making his little curls bounce around his handsome face. “It’s not charity. It’s an investment. I’d like to buy you a restaurant. Anywhere in the world youwant.”
I want to accept so bad I can taste it. The menu designs spring up in my head before I can even speak. It’s my one wish to own my very ownrestaurant.
“I can’t let you do that, Blake,” I say as I look away. “It’s very nice of you. But I can’t accept that. Thank you foroffering.”
“Why not?” he asks. “I know it’s like the only thing you really want in this life and I can help you make that dream come true. Let me.Please.”
I shake my head. “I can’t. Blake, I don’t know the first thing about really running my own place. I can cook, but all the business part, well, I don’t know how to dothat.”
“We can find someone who does, can’t we?” he asks. “As a matter of fact, I could pick up where I left of with college. I was only about a semester away from graduating with a Bachelor’s in business. I could finish and I could run that part ofit.”
