Page 118 of The Rules Of Attraction
That big smile I loved settled on his face.
He turned the water down so that it was a light sprinkle.
I looked up at him and took a few seconds to marvel at how I felt and savored the sweetness of happiness that danced in my veins.
It was refreshing to feel like this.
“Fast or slow angel?” His voice brought me out of my thoughts.
I rested back against the granite walls and gazed at him. A sexy smile crept up the corners of his mouth.
“Fast or slow? What does that mean now?” I giggled.
“Do you remember how we were the night we met?”
“As if I could forget?”
He smiled tweaking my nose playfully. “Fourth rule of attraction. You have to decide your pace. So we have to pick which version of us you want us to be.”
“You made it all up, didn’t you? The rules of attraction.”
“Yes.” He looked pleased with himself. “But it’s really a thing. You’ve felt it all working so far haven’t you?”
I couldn’t deny that I had. “I have. Is there more rules?”
“Yes, but you can’t move past one rule to get to another. So pick. Fast or slow baby?”
I rolled my eyes at him.
“What’s fast?” I cooed.
A carnal, seriously sinful smile flashed over his face.
“Fast is sex.” He careered the curve of my waist and lowered to whisper into my ear. “Sex. Non. Stop. Whenever, and wherever we want , all the time.” He kissed his way down my throat and paused. “It’s fucking. It’s me indulging on your sweet pretty, pussy and giving you maximum pleasure all the time.”
Desire pooled deep inside me. His dirty words gripped me so much I could barely speak. “All the time?”
“All the time.” He confirmed.
My mouth watered at the thought of a repeat of the wild fun we had yesterday.
“Fast sounds good. I like fast.” I liked watching the dark gunmetal color fill his eyes.
“I like fast too.”
“ Is slow no sex, or sex slower?” I asked.
“Slow is this.” He pulled me closer to him and held me. “Slow is us how we are now, showering together naked but not having sex. It’s me admiring you, dying to know more about you, and guessing what your favorite things are. It’s me taking you out to dinner and you allowing me to spoil you every chance I get. And we still have sex whenever we want. We just don’t burn out as quick as fast.”
His voice faded into a hushed stillness, and the smile in his eyes burned with a sensuous flame.
The sentiment in his words moved me. I stared wordlessly up at him, not sure what to say. There were a few other times over the last few weeks when he’d said things like that, leaving me mesmerized.
“Slow sounds dangerously close to a relationship. Are you giving me a choice on whether or not we have a relationship?” I decided to tease.
I thought he would scowl at the mention, but he didn’t. Instead he gave me that magnetic look where his eyes clung to mine, analyzing and assessing me.
“It’s simply attraction.” A sinful smile danced on his lips. “Existing outside everything.”
