Page 57 of Hide and Sneak
“I’m not having sex tonight.”
His frown is instant. “I’m not trying to fuck you. Would you just trust me?”
“Alright,” I sigh. “But if you start trying to make my asshole talk, we’re going to have problems.”
A smile crawls across his face. “Noted. Now, how do you feel about edibles?”
“They usually hit me hard and knock me out so I’m all for it tonight.”
“Good. Be right back.” He grabs a gummy from his room while I get a bottle of water to wash it down. He plugs in the heating pad, sits back in the oversized recliner, and pats the seat between his legs. “Sit down.”
“Why are you being so nice?”
“I’m always nice to you.”
“You annoy me on purpose,” I point out, perching on the edge of the chair in front of him. “Infiltrating my video game and trying to trick me into drinking out of the toilet cup.”
He grabs my hips and pulls me back until I’m sitting comfortably between his legs. His low chuckle lands in my ear. “Yeah, but you love it.”
Before I can argue, he starts massaging the back of my neck. “Is that too hard?”
“No, that feels good.” We’re both silent as he continues. His hands feel amazing on my poor sore muscles. He moves slowly, kneading the back of my neck as he moves up. His fingertips press into the ridge at the base of my skull and I let out a satisfied hum.
When he works his way back down and pauses to lift my shirt, I don’t hesitate to take it off. His hands are big and warm. So soothing. I don’t know if it’s the massage or the edible kicking in but my shoulders relax, and I close my eyes, letting myself enjoy it.
“Can you feel that gummy?”
“It’s definitely helping.”
He continues rubbing down my back, and around my shoulder blades until he hits a spot that makes me jerk. The sudden pain steals my breath for a second.
“Sorry,” he says softly. His gentle kiss on my shoulder is sweet and reassuring as he presses lightly around the area. “That’s where you’re knotted up.”
“Yeah, that’s the worst spot.” My voice has become a whisper. This suddenly feels so intimate. It’s a crazy thought considering all the things we’ve done, but this is different.
“Let’s put the heat there for a few minutes then come back and see if it’ll loosen up.” I expect him to get up and let me hold the heat pad on it. Instead, he pops the foot of the chair out and reclines it a little bit.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting comfortable. Here.” He wraps the heat pad in my shirt and presses it to the sore spot. “Lean back.” The pad is tucked between his chest and my bare back as he wraps his arms around me. My head rests on his shoulder.
“I don’t know,” I mumble, debating whether to get up.
“Does this hurt?”
“No, but don’t you think this feels a little…I don’t know, cuddly?” The edible is definitely stealing my communication skills.
Amusement wavers in his voice. “You let me lick every inch of you, but my arms around you is too much?”
It makes me giggle. “You’re holding me on your lap with my tits out, not just putting your arms around me, but I get your point.”
He reaches for the throw blanket draped over the edge of the couch and pulls it over me. “Better?”
It’s actually more cuddly this way but it’s getting harder to care. “Mm hmm. I’m a little high.” My mind goes back to thenight he was passed out in this recliner. “Like you were when you took too much Benadryl and started dirty talking in your sleep.”
His eyebrows leap up as he looks down at me. “I did what?”
“You opened your eyes, said I was sexy and you could make me come so good, then went back to snoring.”
