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.Dull.One good fuck and good night, Claire—that’s what his thoughtless words had implied.The evidence smeared over both their bodies pointed to another conclusion, though: he wanted her enough to fuck her where she stood… and he’d called her bluff when she tried to run.More clues seemed to support that theory.Her anger faded and her face heated.“It’s nothing.” She glanced down at the floor.He moved closer, lacing his fingers behind the small of her back when she resisted his pull.He curled a finger under her chin and made her meet his gaze.“‘Nothing’ wouldn’t send you out the door… naked.” His eyelid twitched as if he found it impossible not to wink.“At least tell me what I did wrong.”You didn’t want to come.Did he think once would be enough? Did he doubt her ability to arouse him again? “You made a stupid joke, and I took it the wrong way.”“Um… which stupid joke?”She shook her head.“Never mind.” She pressed her hands on his shoulders and leaned back as she glanced down the hall toward the light spilling from the kitchen.Stay? Go home? What did she want? What did he want?He followed her gaze and tightened his grip, nudging her toward the stairs.“Leave your clothes on the floor and come with me.”Her heart fluttered as his cock stiffened against her thigh.“Are we going to make it to your bed this time?”That irrepressible, ever-present grin lit his eyes.“I can’t promise that.”“Good.” She slid her hands into his wild hair and pulled him down for an enticing kiss.If he’d had any doubts about her skills, she’d have to erase them all and leave him certain he wanted more of her.He swept her into his arms and carried her up the stairs, kissing her as they ventured down the hall.He fumbled with the doorknob, so she twisted it until the latch released.“Thank you.” He grinned and kicked the door open.She nestled against him.“You never would’ve made it without me.”Something resonated deep in his eyes.Had her teasing struck a chord? But it dissipated as he set her on her feet.“Ha.You’re the one who fell up the stairs.”“I think you tripped me.”“Prove it, Miss Legal Secretary.”She stuck her tongue out at him and turned her back to survey the room.A small bed covered with a handmade quilt looked even smaller in the abundant space.Sliding glass doors opened to a wood deck.Claire walked over and pressed her hand on the cold surface, peering into the dark.“Can you see the mountains from here?”“Yep.I built it that way.” He flipped a switch and the gas fireplace opposite the bed flickered to life.“Oh my.” She hurried to the fire and warmed her chilled hands.“This is a beautiful room.”“Mmm….” He pulled her close and nuzzled her neck, molding her body into his as he directed her toward the bed.Claire resisted and glanced toward the deck.She wanted to do something daring or bold—something that would make his cock stiffen like a stripper pole whenever he thought of her.But the heat kicked in and reminded her they’d probably freeze their fun parts off outside.She needed to step away for a moment and collect her thoughts.“I’d like to wash up.”“Sure.” He nodded toward a closed door next to the fireplace.“Right through there.”She pressed a quick kiss on his mouth, then walked into the biggest bathroom she’d ever seen.Dual sinks lined the opposite wall and a Roman tub sat in the corner next to her.A glass enclosed fireplace exactly like the one in the bedroom warmed the foot of the tub.She stepped backward into the bedroom and studied that fireplace, then she poked her head back through the door frame into the bathroom.“It’s the same fire.”“Yep.” JT leaned back against the pillows and laced his fingers behind his head.“It’s built into the wall so you can see it from either side.”“Wow.” The word escaped her in a breathless rush.“This is every woman’s dream bathroom.How did you know?”A sheepish grin crossed his face.“I had a… consultant.”“Well, she did a great job.I hope you thanked her.”He cleared his throat and got up to join her, slipping his arms around her waist from behind and resting his chin on her top of her head.“Like that wall?”Claire stared in the direction he’d pointed her and gasped.A solid grid of waved glass blocks filled the space between the sinks and the tub.“Gorgeous.The sun must light it up.”“Mm-hm.But no one can see into it.” He chuckled into her hair.“I hope that doesn’t disappoint you.”She leaned back against him and laughed.“There’s always the deck.”“True, but not in January.” He shivered and snuggled close.Her hopes faltered, and she tried to think of another way to cement her memory in his mind.She spotted a control panel at the edge of the tub, and nudged his face in that direction.“Can we play in the tub?”His laughter rumbled through her.“Yes, we can.”She turned and teased his chest with her fingertips.“It’s big enough for two.” Or three.“Or more.” He swatted her butt and nipped her neck before releasing her and turning on the water.“Towels are in there.” He nodded toward the far wall.She opened the door and walked into a closet almost as big as her bathroom.“Wow.” She grabbed two fluffy towels and took her time admiring the space.JT peeked around the door.“Did you get lost?”“Yeah.” She laughed and followed him out.“I was looking for bubbles.”“I don’t have any bubble bath.”She spotted a bottle of body wash on a corner shelf.“This’ll work.” A rich, sandalwood scent filled the air as she poured the soap into the tub.JT turned the faucet off as the bubbles threatened to overflow.“Now you’re gonna smell like a guy.” He stepped into the tub and held his hand out to help her over.She sat between his spread legs and settled back against him.“I’ll smell like you.”“I don’t mind.” He slid his hand up her throat and turned her head as he bent down to kiss her.***He’d held onto Claire when she tried to walk out, but now as they clung to each other, slipping and sliding in the soapy water, a nagging voice sounded in his head.Don’t get too attached.JT pulled away from the kiss and grabbed the bubble-covered charm around his neck, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger.He squeezed his eyes shut in an effort to block out the persistent warning.He felt Claire’s fingers slip under the chain.“Should we take this off?” She tugged it upward.His eyes flew open.“No, no, no.” He pulled it back and let the stone drop into the water.She raised a puzzled eyebrow and he cracked a smile.“A bath won’t hurt it.”She braced her hands on the tub and turned, spreading her legs over his.“Is it as dirty as you are?” She dipped her hand under the water and stroked his stiffening cock.“Dirty luck.Interesting idea [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]