Page 135 of Sin City Lights

She started on his legs. Having him naked with her hands all over him this way was turning her on, and she very much wanted to flip this massage to erotic, but she thought comfort was what he needed now.

“You think he may go back to her now that he has two babies on the way?”

“Doubtful. The bastard knocked her up, and now she’s going to have to raise two kids all by herself. And to think she almost quit med school for him.”

She took his left foot in her hands and started on his toes.“Adam…” She hesitated.

“What?”

“She was there too, when it happened.”

Adam said nothing.

“She’s a grown woman,” Eve continued.“She also doesn’t seem like the type who’d go in without weighing the consequences.”

“Are you telling me she did this on purpose?”

“She’s an OB-GYN.” Eve paused, allowing her meaning to sink in.“Don’t you think she deserves to live her life as she sees fit?”

He grunted.

She started on his other foot.“One thing I’ve learned: you never know what people are hiding. You have no way of knowing everything that’s going on between the two of them. I’m sure there’s a lot more there than meets the eye. I say she’s smart enough to figure things out. I know she’s your little sister, but have some confidence in her.”

She pressed on his heel.

He took a deep breath and exhaled it.“When did you become so wise?”

She shrugged.“Years of having to deal with problems on my own.”

Adam was silent for a while.

“You know,” he finally said in a low voice,“my glutes are kind of tight after all that swimming.”

Tingles immediately ricocheted through her.“Oh, are they?”

She slid her palms back up his calves, making her way up until her fingers dug into his muscular backside.

She began kneading, flattening her palms, her strokes becoming longer, turning to caresses.“Here?”

“Mm-hmm.”

She recognized that tone. Goose bumps ran up her arms. She straddled his legs then, her pulse beginning to hammer in her throat. She kneaded with a bit more pressure.“How’s this?”

“Good.”

She crossed her arms, peeling off her silk nightgown, then slowly leaned over to press her bare breasts to his back.“I’m told this helps a lot.”

He groaned.

Rising to her knees, she slipped out of her panties.“Turn around.”

He did, and sure enough, he was more than ready. He settled on his back, looking up at her with such a serious expression, absent the blatant desire she usually saw.

This was still about comfort, she realized. He stared at her intently as if he sought something in her eyes he couldn’t seem to find. Her throat closed then, and she didn’t know why, but she felt tears sting her eyes.

“You want me to take care of that?” she asked quietly.

“Yes, please.”

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