Page 84 of Wanting You

Ash: Go and have some great makeup sex and we’ll talk tomorrow.

Ash: But not about the sex.

Ash: I seriously don’t want to know.

Chloe: Oh, but the underwear was okay to talk about?

Ash: Yes. That’s allowed. Now go have fun.

Ash: I love you!

Chloe: Love you too!

As soon as she put her phone down, she heard a car door slam and knew it was Tanner. She quickly ran into the bathroom and fluffed her hair and put on another quick coat of lip gloss and hoped she looked as sexy as she thought she did.

By the time she stepped out into the living room, Tanner was knocking on the door. And when she opened it, his eyes went wide.

Just like she hoped they would.

She had on a navy blue silk robe and only the sexy underwear under it. The robe gaped slightly so the lace of her bra was showing and, from Tanner’s reaction, it made an impression.

A sexy impression.

I kind of like my inner vixen…

“Hey,” she said, her voice a bit husky. “I picked up Chinese food. I hope that’s okay.” Stepping aside, she motioned for him to come in.

Once inside, he shut the door, his eyes never leaving her. “You can think about food right now?”

A small smile tugged at her lips. “Well…I didn’t want to just pounce as soon as you walked in the door…”

In the blink of an eye, Tanner scooped her up in his arms and strode right for her bedroom. “Pounce any time you want,” he said, placing her down on the bed. “And while I appreciate you picking up dinner, we can definitely reheat it.”

And then he was kissing her and they were tugging at his clothes and it was wonderful madness. He was crawling over her on the bed as his shoes fell to the floor. His sweater got stuck for a moment and they laughed before he sent it flying.

“I’ll work on my jeans while you lose the robe,” he told her with a hint of a growl of frustration. It took less than thirty seconds for him to be down to just his boxer briefs and her to her underwear, and that first touch of skin on skin was practically orgasmic.

Moaning, Chloe pressed herself against him. “I love this. You’re so warm and hard and wonderful. I missed this.”

Tanner was kissing his way along her jaw, her shoulder, her breasts…his hands doing their own wicked things as they moved over her. She writhed beneath him, torn between slowing things down so they could savor it or simply staying at this pace and going wild so they could take the edge off.

Going wild won out and nearly wore her out.

Minutes later, they were a breathless tangle of limbs, and she’d never felt better. Humming softly, she kissed his shoulder. “That was a much better way to start off the night than just having dinner.”

Beside her, he chuckled. “Absolutely. But now I’ve worked up an appetite.” Then he glanced at her. “And I’ll be the first to make the joke that it was too short to work up an appetite, but I still did.”

Chloe laughed with him before sitting up. “It might have been short, but I think we were extremely enthusiastic. Our appetites are well deserved.” Sliding off the bed, she picked up her robe and slid it on. “I have everything warming in the oven, so…”

He was pulling his briefs back on. “I’m going to grab a pair of sweats from my bag, and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”

Walking over to him, she kissed him softly on the lips. “Deal.”

Strolling into the kitchen, she smiled at the already set table before picking up the oven mitts and pulling the covered dishes from the oven. She’d gone with a small variety of stuff she knew they both enjoyed and set them on the table before pouring them each a glass of wine.

“Wow,” he said as he walked in, looking shirtless and yummy. “I didn’t expect you to go to so much trouble. I would have been fine just putting plates in the microwave.” He accepted the glass she handed him. “Actually, I would have been fine with some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.”

“Not me,” she countered as she sat down. “I was starving when I left the lodge. I grabbed a bag of pretzels and a bottle of water from the gift shop on my way out just to tide me over.”

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