Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 93713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“True. If you want a suggestion, you could put on those black panties after we eat, and let me show you I’m sorry too.”
“Oh.” I sucked in a breath.
“Too much?” Leaning in, he studied my face.
“Not too much. More just surprised. You really did like last night?”
“You looking for proof?” He moved to casually cup his package. “I loved it. And I know you were angling for a spanking, and I want that sometime too, but I’m not going to spank you for taking the time you needed to figure out your…plans.”
“Damn mind reader.” I wiggled around so I could lay my head against him, gazing up at his face. “Fine. Twist the one arm I have left. I can wear the panties for you.”
And me. For the first time, I was willing to admit that I was doing all this for myself too. And that there was no one else I’d rather do it with.
Chapter Sixteen
Malik
“Eat fast,” I ordered, already half-hard and more interested in getting my mouth on as many parts of Avery as I could than eating. And indeed, we both rushed through the sandwiches and shared the brownie.
“I…I guess I just put them on? I’m not sure how to do this.” Avery blushed more with each word. He glanced at the dresser where he’d stashed the Delectable bag after last night’s fun.
“It’s not dental surgery.” I laughed fondly because his discomfort was endearing. “If you don’t want to give me a show…”
“I do. I really do.” Sitting up more, he swung a foot over the edge of the bed but didn’t seem in too much hurry. I needed him a little looser if he was going to enjoy this as much as I intended.
“Then you take a shower while I find a nice loud documentary for us.” I enjoyed the hell out of his confusion. His face scrunched as his head did a comical tilt. “I plan to make you scream, baby. The TV is for noise cancellation, but also, if you change your mind while you shower, we’ll just watch that instead.”
“And if I come out in the panties?” His grin took on a flirtier edge as he stood up from the bed. I’d been right, and he seemed way more comfortable with this plan than stripping in front of me.
“Then it’s on.” I gave him a deliberate once-over, letting my gaze linger on his groin. “Or come out naked. Doesn’t have to be the lingerie. I’ll take care of you regardless.”
“Options. I like it.” He grabbed the bag from the dresser and headed to the shower.
And I meant it about wanting him regardless. The lingerie was a big turn-on, especially on him, but I didn’t need the kink to get off and have a good time with Avery. For me, tonight was all about showing Avery that I appreciated him. Maybe this thing between us was only for the length of the film shoot, but he seemed more settled tonight, seeing the chance to explore together in a more mature light, and I wanted to reward that in whatever way worked best for him.
And I did owe him an apology for being pissy. All day I’d assumed he’d jump at the chance to spend time with Tiffany. And instead of being an adult and telling him that I wanted more, I’d let my jealousy simmer. I could be good at burying feelings, but they always managed to come out somehow.
Even if I lacked the words to tell Avery everything I was feeling, I wanted to make him feel special, the slow, leisurely sex we hadn’t had yet. I always loved focusing on the other person in bed more, and the longer Avery’s shower went, the more revved my pulse and dick became. Needing something to do with all that energy, I stripped down to my boxers before dimming the lights and rolling back the covers. I wasn’t sure if I could convince Avery to let me give him a massage, but I stuck some lotion on the nightstand anyway.
Settling myself back in the center of the bed, I found a show about whales and put it on low.
“Okay, the shower was a great idea.” Avery’s voice sounded from the bathroom door.
“You were fast. Guess boot camp taught you well.”
“That, or maybe I wanted to see if you were serious about making me scream.” He padded into the room with bare feet, damp hair, a shy smile, and the hottest pair of black panties to grace a human ass. Sheer. Lacy. Delicate details and impeccable fit.
I whistled low, loving how pink that made his cheeks. “You look like some sort of sex serpent. Hell yeah, I’m serious. Might need to raise the volume on the TV even.”
“Ha. Sex serpent. I like it.” His smile widened, and he spun on his heel so I could get an eye full of that million-dollar ass.