Page 119 of Holiday Hostage
“Agreed.” The doors opened, and Mav stepped aside to let Payton go ahead of him. “You don’t stink.”
He grinned at her with a little bit of a puppy dog look in his eyes. “But if you want to shower, the best bathroom is through there.”
“Best bathroom? How many do you have?”
She rose onto her tiptoes and looked around the expansive living room/kitchen area.
The open floor plan gave her a view of the entire living area, including the open bedroom doors on the other side of a wall of windows overlooking Central Park.
“Four,” I answered her and held out a hand. “Want a quick tour?”
“Please.” She took my hand, grinning when I reeled her slowly into my chest. “What are you doing?”
“Holding you.” I settled my hands on her hips and brushed my lips over hers. “I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you, too.” She breathed the words with a slow exhale. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”
Never again.
I skimmed her lips again, then enjoyed a longer, deeper kiss that left us both breathless.
“I thought you were giving her a tour? A tour of what, your mouth?” Tarron barked out a dry laugh when I flipped him off.
Payton snorted and turned to Tarron. “Are you jealous?”
“Never. Just waiting my turn.” He dipped his head for a taste of her lips.
“Shower or bath?” I headed toward my bedroom, which really did have the best bathroom in the apartment. “I have one of those rainshower heads, too. And a giant clawfoot tub.”
“Big enough for all of us?” Payton had her arms around Tarron’s neck, and her cheek pressed to his chest. She bit her lower lip and peeked at Mav through her lashes. “Are you…are you well enough for that?”
“Hell yes.” Mav toed off his boots and removed the outer layer of gear. “Reed, I think the tub would be best today.”
“On it.” I took my time, walking backward to watch Tarron and Mav spend a few minutes alone with Payton.
My adrenaline hadn’t quite crashed yet, and the thought of spending time in the tub with Payton brought a new rush of euphoria.
I tossed aside my clothes on my way to the bathroom, leaving a trail to clean up later.
Mingled laughter rode the air behind me, followed by the soft thud of footsteps and clothing falling.
I’d designed my bathroom, and the black and chrome bathtub was a special order that took up a quarter of the space.
I twisted the knobs until I had the temperature perfect and sat on the edge, waiting for Payton.
Her leggy stride caused her hips to sway when she sauntered in, naked, with desire flushing her skin.
She barely paused to look at the room, walking right into my arms and looping hers around my neck.
I took a taut nipple into my mouth and kneaded her ass until she moaned.
We needed this.
Seeing and touching each other was one thing, but this…this brought peace and closure we all craved.
Payton shifted her legs so she straddled my lap.
My cock stretched long and thick, my desire for her throbbing with every heartbeat.
