Page 58 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
“Mmm.”
After a beat of silence, he clears his throat. “We might need to do a little research to avoid rope burn. Maybe we put that on a future list of activities,” he mumbles as he nips my neck.
He’s actually considering it? Yes, please!
Despite how much the thought of him tying me up lights my body from head to toe, I’d much rather stick with the massage right now.
“Why don’t you get that oil and work on my... lower back.”
He doesn’t say anything as he sits up, and I reach down and shove off my shorts and undies. I close my eyes and stretch out again on my stomach and wait for him.
When he doesn’t say anything, I lean over to look at him. “This okay?”
His eyes meet mine. They’re dark. Dilated. The heat between us feels like it might combust this cottage. “Fresh out of the shower like this, you look like a water nymph who washed up on shore.”
I want to purge Cal from my system forever. Ben wants to make sure his ex doesn’t have a hold on him anymore. We can be that for the other person without risking our friendship.
And I might have one other motivation. We likely only have a short time together, but I plan to make sure he never forgets it. That he never forgets me.
Shameless, I shake my bare backside at him and grin.
“I’m all yours.”
