Page 151 of After All This Time

I free her hair out of that high ponytail of hers. It all falls down, framing her face like a painting that belongs in The Louvre.

“Why did you just do that?”

“You’re beautiful when your hair is up, but you’re even more stunning when your hair is down.”

She smiles, her cheeks getting redder with each fleeting moment.

“Hey, um…There are these scenes in Flawless that I haven't been able to get out of my head since I read them.”

Her lips twitch before she wets them with her tongue. “Ah, the whipped cream scenes.”

“How the hell did you know that’s what I was talking about so damn fast?”

“I haven’t been able to get those scenes out of my head either.”

I stare at her in a way that causes her look away from me.

When she meets my gaze again, she kisses the tip of my nose. “Unfortunately, we don’t have whipped cream.”

“Lucky for you, I have an even better idea of what we can use to replace the whipped cream.”

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

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I get off the bed, sticking my index finger up in her direction. “Give me a minute.”

Sprinting out of the bedroom, I open the fridge and grab a peach out of the bottom drawer.

I make my way back into the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe.

Dani’s sitting there with her head down in her bra and underwear. She’s staring at the covers on the bed.

God, I can’t wait to get her fully naked.

“Hey, Sweet Peach.”

She lifts an eyebrow. “Is that what I think it is?”

“You bet your ass it is.”

“What the hell are you doing with a peach?” She shakes her head, pursing her lips.

“I’m glad you asked.” I throw the peach up in the air and catch it in my hand. Walking over to her, I sit down on the bed in front of her. “Because you’re about to find out.”

“Please tell me you washed it.” A look of disgust writes itself all over her face as she sits on my lap and wraps one arm around my neck to support herself.

“Of course I washed it.” I roll my eyes and laugh before my face becomes emotionless. “Now, I want you to listen to every word that comes out of my mouth. And I mean really listen because we both know how much you love listening to me.”

“Okay.” She nods, covering her mouth to hide the giggling noises coming out of it.

Enclosing an arm around her waist, I tug her closer into my body. “You’re going to do everything I tell you to do. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” She salutes me.

“Good girl,” I say as I hand her the peach.

She takes her time to feel the peach with her hand. “What do you want me to do with it?”

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