Page 10 of Slippery When Wet

“Wilder, huh?”

“Yeah,” she whispered almost to herself.

“A walk on the wild side never hurt anyone.” My voice dropped an octave. Goose bumps flared to life on her exposed skin. “As long as someone is there with you to keep you safe.”

“Isn’t that contradictory?”

“No. It’s smart. You can be wild and free all while being kept safe and sound.”

“You can?” She toyed with her lower lip. All I wanted to do was pull that lip into my mouth and suck on it. To see how it felt, how it tasted. To see what kind of soft breathy sounds she’d make. My cock was hard under the water, and I shifted her body, so her short legs wrapped around my waist above my cock. If she felt anything, she didn’t let on.

“I’d do it.”

“You don’t know me.”

“What if I wanted to get to know you? Would you let me?”. Shit I was moving too fast, too strong. A red flag waved in the back of my head, shouting at me. ¡Calmaté! Calm down!

“Abel.” She said my name like a prayer. The willpower to keep the small distance from her was growing weaker by the second. “Wait.” She shook her head as if trying to snap out of the little cozy bubble we’d found ourselves in. “Why would you want to get to know me?”

“Why not? You’re gorgeous. Smart. Funny.”

“I am?” Her eyes opened wide, like she was looking at me for the first time.

“You called my office about seven months ago.”

“I, umm?—"

“You were thinking about getting a pool for the place you share with your sister.” She blushed.

“I was.”

“But then I never heard back.”

“Those plans were put on hold.”

“Hmm.” I nodded because I understood.

“How do you remember that? I mean, you must get a bunch of calls."

“I’ve been watching you.” The words slipped past my lips before I could choke on them. Dios mio, I sounded like a fucking creeper. I waited for her to react. To push me away. But she didn’t.

“Not in a weird creepy way,” I tried to explain and probably made it worse. “I just… Abby, you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. I like you. I won’t lie and tell you I haven’t asked around about you. I have.”

“You have?” She was surprised.

“Yeah, princess. And if you wanna let your hair down and live a little wild, I wanna be the guy by your side when you do that.”

“Because you want my business if I decide I want a pool?” The little brat. My hands wanted to do nothing but grip her perfect little ass tighter. But I didn’t.

“Nope.”

“Because you want someone to look at your books for you?” she guessed.

“Wrong again.”

“Oh.” Her brows bunched together. She was trying to add one and one together, and she sure as hell wasn’t coming up with two.

“I wanna be the man who keeps you safe when you let go and do the shit you’ve secretly been dying to try out.” I didn’t just want to be him. I was going to be. There was no way I would let any other man keep her safe.

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