Page 38 of Bound to the One-Night Stand

“Sit down on the edge of the tub and spread your legs.” His deep voice permeates my brain, breaking through the mired thoughts threatening to drag me down.

Again, that tick of nervousness thrums through me until I wrap my arms around my front in a poor attempt at hiding myself. “Here? Now?”

His chuckle washes over me, making me shudder with need despite the exhaustion weighing on me. “I need to get the vibrator out of you. That is, unless you want to do it yourself.”

“N- no,” I stammer, doing my best to relax. “You can do it.”

“Are you sure?” He looks down at me with such concern, such care.

“Not really,” I sigh. “But I’ll have to get used to you touching me.”

“That you will, little new,” he rasps out kneeling between my splayed knees.

His fingers brush against the lace of my underwear, dragging a soft moan from my lips. Tipping my head back, I open even wider, my body craving his touch. Instead of teasing me, however, he slides the fabric to the side and pulls tugs at the vibrator.

The thick, bulbous head grinds against my G-Spot, sending shards of arousal through my body. My legs quake with the strength it takes to keep them open. Need pours through me, causing slick to gather at my entrance.

Thankfully, Devin doesn’t seem unaffected. His breath comes in harsh grunts as he pulls the toy out of me and tosses it to the side. “So fucking responsive,” he growls, standing back up so he can put some distance between us.

“Somehow, it seems to only be that way with you.”

“Regardless of how or why, I can’t wait to explore every inch of your delectable body.”

A nervous laugh escapes my lips as I do my best to change the subject. “You’re a bit overdressed, aren’t you?” I gesture toward his unbuttoned pants hanging dangerously low on his hips. “If I have to be naked, so do you.”

“Oh really? And who made that rule?” He raises his eyebrow, affecting a comically stern expression.

“You know. Smart people.”

“Uh-huh. Remind me to look that up later.”

“Or you could just take my word for it. I am smart too, you know.”

He chuckles and shakes his head. “That was never up for debate. I have no doubt you are highly intelligent. It certainly takes smarts to find loopholes as fast as you do.”

“I was hoping you’d forget about that.” My lips quirk up into a sheepish smile. “Hey. Can’t fault me for trying, though.”

“No. I certainly cannot. However, if you want me more undressed, I think it’s only fair you do it yourself. I did help you undress after all.”

My fingers tremble as I reach out and grab the end of his belt. How is it I was so calm and collected at the sex club, yet here I feel like a fumbling idiot? Devin lowers his hands to mine and holds on.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to do this.” His voice is low, soothing, a hum almost.

I shake my head and slip my hands out of his. “Yes, I do. I need to force my body to forget to-”

“No one is forcing you to forget.”

“But I want to. Don’t you get it? I don’t want to remember helping him take his clothes off. I don’t want to close my eyes and picture him naked when all I want is you.”

“Love.” He slides his knuckle under my chin and gently tips my head up. “You barely know me. We met for a night of kinky passion and then were married the next day. You don’t know me. Not really. Part of you still feels the need to protect itself. And I respect that.”

“But our marriage…”

“When I said I do, I didn’t mean for six months. I didn’t go into this thinking about leaving. Unless there is something just fundamentally incompatible between us, I’m not looking for a way out. Are you?”

My head drops to my chest, guilt flooding through me. “At first, I was. But that’s when I thought Alec was, too. But after I met you… I can’t really see myself trying with anyone else. I want to give this a fair shot. To do that, I need to get rid of this baggage weighing me down.”

“My silly little newb,” he chides, wrapping his arms around me. “There will always be baggage. No one comes into any relationship without something. But it’s how we work on it and work through it that counts.”

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