Page 70 of Unexpectedly Falling
I balk, the thought absolutely preposterous even as the question runs on a loop in my head. “Of course not.” He chuckles, the gleam in his eyes telling me he doesn’t quite buy it. “So you caved and got Remi a puppy?” I ask, desperate to change the subject.
“Subtle.” He grins and he’s so damn sexy it’s hard not to climb into his lap and just fuck him until the only thing I’m feeling is sated and spent.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Bodhi was ruthless. The other guys left with two dogs each.”
“How?”
“Blackmail and threats mostly.”
I faux gasp and clutch a hand to my chest. “And what did the Sheriff do?”
“I let him hold Remi while we picked out a dog.”
“Already a pushover, aren’t you?”
The puppy rolls back and forth on the ground, and Jensen immediately starts in with the belly rubs.
“We always had dogs, and I want that for Remi. And this way they’ll grow up together.” His smile is nostalgic and I can’t take it any longer.
Crawling into his lap, I cup his face in my hands and press my lips to his, licking at the seam until he opens for me, letting me lead and take what I want.
“Put the dog to bed and then come shower,” I murmur with my mouth a breath away from his.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I feel like that label should offend me, but it sounds really hot when you say it.”
He grins and squeezes my ass before giving it a slap and lifting me off him. I can feel him watching me walk down the hall, and I love the way my body is already anticipating him.
Stripping out of my clothes, I toss them in the hamper in the bathroom and turn the shower to slightly less than scalding. My reflection is almost impossible to see through the steam, but I can see the worry there anyway.
Jensen had been so sure we could just do this and make it out the other side—but I can’t just let it go. So much would be at stake.
So much already is.
Blowing out a breath, I rummage through the bottom drawer and pull out the little bottlefor her pleasureand climb into the shower. The hot water can only drown out so much in my head, and I know I’ll need the little push to finish.
I’m washing the soap from my body when the bathroom door opens and shuts, followed by the sound of Jensen’s clothes hitting the floor.
Peeking around the curtain, he gives my body a thorough perusal. “You gonna turn that water down or should I get the burn kit ready?”
“Rude.”
Snickering as he climbs in, I roll my eyes when he still hisses as the spray touches his skin. The water snakes down hisarms and chest, catching the dips and lines of his abs. Stepping forward, I lick at the drops as my hands run all over his body.
“What do you want, Ness?”
“I want you to fuck me slow against the wall.”
His fingers thread through the wet strands of my hair, his fingertips digging in and making me moan as he massages my scalp. My eyelids flutter shut as he works his way up and down the back of my neck and up to my temples. It’s heavenly, my back sagging against the shower wall, his lips landing on mine as his palms slide down to cup my breasts.
The pressure is firm but teasing, as he kneads each handful, pinching my nipples and making me moan.
“What do you need?” His voice is a low rasp, and I love the desire laced in every word.
Reaching for the bottle, I hand it to him. “A little bit and then just press small, light circles against my clit.”
