Page 137 of Accidental Husband
"You think everyone wants to watch." I try to make my voice even, but I'm not there. My body is buzzing. My heart is pounding. My stomach is fluttering.
The risk is a thrill.
But it's terrifying.
I press my eyelids together. Soak in the warmth of his body. The soft brush of his lips. The rough scrape of his teeth.
I wantthis.
His body and mine and nothing else.
That makes sense.
With Jackson, it never made sense.
But with Griff?
I want to drag him to my bedroom and have my way with him. All day. All night. Forever.
But that means—
Okay, I'm not going there. Not now.
I'm going all in tonight. Telling him while he has a chance to fold.
Or, um… I should have paid more attention during Inked Hearts poker games. The rules are fuzzy. And it's so damn appropriate using gambling metaphors, what with our current location.
"Baby, you're going off somewhere." He presses a long, hard kiss to my neck then he steps backward. "You keep doing that."
"I always do that," I say.
He chuckles. "Not this much."
I nodI do too.
He shakes his headyou do not.
"Maybe I'm thinking about you naked."
He intertwines his fingers with mine. "You don't have to imagine it." His smile gets wicked. "You can make it happen."
Right. I can make it happen.
I can tear off his clothes, wrap my hands around his cock, stroke him until he's groaning my name.
I can get him under my thumb.
I really, really want him under my thumb.
"Should we go separately?" I motion to the dressing room.
He nods. "Smart."
"I should, um—" I find a cream bra. "And maybe something that matches?"
"Here." He grabs a matching pair of panties. Hands it to me.
"Thanks." My cheeks flush. I can't stop staring into his eyes. He's so handsome. And dirty. "And this." I grab a stack of red lingerie in my size. "I'll leave the door open."
