Page 18 of Keeping My Wife
“Oh, honey it was not easy to do that.” He gulped the rest of the wine in his glass. “I’d rather find out what this wine tastes like on your lips and tongue, but I came on too strong.”
“What if I said not strong enough?” I met his gaze, four feet of marble in between us.
“Your ass would land on this marble slab, and I’d kiss you until neither of us could breathe.”
I arched a brow. “Why on the counter?”
“Because one kiss would end up two.” He placed his palms on the veined white marble countertop. “Then it would be your neck, and that distracting shoulder showing from your sweater.” His gaze dipped to my nipples pushing at the material. “Then those. I’d want to find out if you are sensitive there or maybe you just want my mouth lower.”
My mouth dropped open.
“So, yeah. That’s why I’m over here.” He pushed away from the counter. “I’m going to go.”
That was the better idea.
Safer.
Smarter.
He got halfway down the hallway.
“Don’t go.”
Chapter 5
Cam
My feet frozeto the floor.
I couldn’t have heard her correctly.
“Maxie, I went too far,” I said hoarsely. Because hell if I could say no if she pushed me.
“Do you really want me?” Her voice was hesitant.
I fisted my hands at my sides, but still didn’t turn around. “God, yes.”
“For how long?”
“Christ, Maxie. Don’t ask me questions like that.”
“How long?”
“Let’s just say you in a cheerleader outfit was my awakening.”
Her sudden laugh had me turning around. She stood at the mouth of the hallway, the soft kitchen lighting shimmering around her. Fuzzy socks and a fuzzy sweater with tight pants over legs for days—she was a whole new fantasy unlocked.
“You’re younger than me,” she said softly.
“Three years doesn’t matter anymore.”
“What if we ruin everything by doing this?” She twisted her fingers together.
“What if we don’t?”
She bit her lower lip and my dick throbbed in reaction.
“I can still go. We can forget this whole thing happened.”
