“And you’re wet,” I say, pulling her cap off her head and smoothing her damp hair away from her forehead.
I press a kiss on her forehead.
“Mm, for all that hot, sexy talk you were just doing, I thought I would get a sultrier kiss than that.”
“You’re the one that said that we have to keep it PG,” I tease her, biting the side of her neck.
“I did. Maybe you can show me what you’re working with inside of the SUV. We don’t have to worry about any of the little kids and their parents doing a drive-by while you attack me on the field,” she laughs.
I cover her mouth with mine, swallowing her laugh and her subsequent groan. The kiss isn’t anything that I would want the little ones to see. My hands are on her ass, and my tongue is definitely capturing hers.
When we pull back from the kiss, I tell her, “Now I can show you a thing or two in the SUV.”
She snatches her items from the ground and takes off running, leading me back to where our SUV is parked.
When we arrive at the back of our SUV, I drop my bags onto the ground. Dani unlocks the doors, and we begin storing our bags inside.
“Now, you want to take me on the back seat or what?”
Laughing, I say, “How about we hop in the car and head over to the island?”
“Oh, I didn’t realize that you wanted to go there this weekend.”
“Yeah, it’s been a month since we were last there. I just want to get away for a while.”
“Okay,” she says, shrugging and hopping into the passenger seat.
The drive takes less than twenty minutes, and once we’re there, we both decide to shower before sex. We’d been in the warm autumn sun all morning, and we’d run several errands before then.
Although our sweat has dried up, the scent of the sun and old sweat clings to us, making us feel not so fresh.
“Lift your hair, baby,” I tell her as I kiss her neck.
The shower water pelts us from every side, and the steam is filling the bathroom.
Dani lifts her hair onto her head as I wash her neck and back. When my hands drop to her ass, I drop the loofah from my hand and grab two handfuls of her ass.
“That is not washing, sir,” she says, spinning around in my arms.
“I’ve washed you already.”
“Yeah, but you know I like washing my body at least twice,” she mutters against my lips.
“Mm,” I moan, sucking on her bottom lip.
The conversation is cut off by the succulent kiss that we share.
“I’m so proud of you.”
“For what?” she asks.
“Last weekend. When we visited your cousin Shep’s house for his wife Mak’s birthday, there was liquor all around, and you did so damn wonderfully well. I remember when you once would leave an event that was serving alcohol.”
Dani loops her arms around my neck and stares into my eyes.
“I couldn’t keep running from the temptation, baby. And I couldn’t make others feel uncomfortable in my presence because I couldn’t make the right decision due to my addiction.”
“It can’t be easy.”