Page 73 of Merry Mayhem
Finally, I slump back against the wall, and he eases his fingers out, sliding them into his mouth, and looks up at me.
I look down at him, kneeling before me, having just made me feel better than I have felt in probably years.
“Thank you,” I say. Stupidly.
He grins around his fingers as he slides them free. “See? You are definitely dangerous.”
I have a hand on my rapidly rising and falling chest. “Me?” I ask. “Right now, I would sign over my house to you, give you all the money in my bank account, and probably promise to bankroll a tropical vacation for you.”
He grins and slides my leg off his shoulder, setting my foot on the floor. Then he slowly rises until our mouths are only a centimeter apart. “You are dangerous to everything I’ve known. I am addicted to you. And I can’t see myself going back to a life where I’m not seeing you on a regular basis.”
He’s intense. This is going fast. He jumps all in all at once. He’s warned me about this.
But I can’t help it, I really fucking like that.
“Okay, fine, I’ll bankroll two tropical vacations.”
He chuckles. “All I need is for you to take me into your bedroom and for you to lie back on your bed and spread these pretty legs wide for me.”
CHAPTER 14
JOSH
She’s a goddess.
She also has no idea what she’s doing to me.
This is not a function of it having been so long since I was with a woman. It would be easy to chalk it up to that, but I’ve been with enough women in the past to know that this is different. She’s different.
Thea Chabert is going to let me have her body and her heart. I can feel it. And I am not taking that lightly.
I’m also going to be fucking worthy of both.
Starting by giving this woman the best sex she has ever had.
She takes a deep breath, then takes my hand, threading our fingers together, and leads me down the hall, buck ass naked.
I want to keep her that way for the next week or so. That’s not going to happen, of course. At least not right now. But as far as I’m concerned, we have weeks and months and years ahead of us. At some point, I might just have to make that tropical vacation come true somewhere she can not wear clothes for several days at a time.
She tugs me into her bedroom and straight to the bed. She lies back and spreads her legs just the way I asked.
“Good girl.”
I see the way her eyes widen, but I trust that she’ll tell me if she doesn’t like that kind of shit.
Turns out she likes it a lot.
She cups her breasts, rolling both nipples, then slides her hand down over her stomach between her legs. She circles her clit.
“You have too many clothes on,” she tells me.
I do, but I am struck dumb, watching her play with herself.
“Fuck, Danger, keep going.”
She circles a little faster and wets her lips, but says, “I do this all the time. Now I have a hot, dirty-talking firefighter in my room? No way. Take your clothes off, Josh.”
She has a point. “Rain check on watching you get yourself off, though,” I tell her.
