Page 479 of Hell Hath No Fury
“I was happy to. If you’re going to do a little work around the house, it’s the least I could do,” I said. “The very least, in fact.”
He smiled. “Thank you, this is great. What do you want?”
“Coke’s good,” I said.
“Not drinkin’?”
“If I have wine, I may run the risk of peeling you out of your clothes, which will in turn run the risk of my kid walking in on us and being traumatized. I’ll stick to the pop,” I said as I pulled down a couple of plates.
His face grew serious as he pushed me against the island and leaned down nose-to-nose. “Now all I’m gonna be thinkin’ about is you peelin’ me outta my clothes.”
“Sorry, not sorry. That’s all I’ve been thinking about all night. I barely slept.”
“So, jack off like I did.”
“Idid,” I growled. “I mean, I jilled off. It didn’t help. It’s been a long time for me, Harm.”
He drew breath in through his teeth. “Fuck, you squeaked the pink without me?”
I snorted out a laugh. “My vibrator did, yes.”
His mouth covered mine and he lifted me onto the counter, pulling me toward him, pussy to chest. Before we went too far, he broke the kiss, dropping his forehead to mine. “Jesus.”
“Oh, I’m pretty sure our lord and savior has nothing to do with something this sinfully good.”
He smiled, lifting me off the counter. “You on the pill?”
I shook my head.
“You comfortable gettin’ on it?”
I nodded.
“How long’s it been for you?”
“Since when?” I asked.
“Since you’ve been with anyone.”
I swallowed, dropping my head as heat crept up my neck. “I’ve only ever been with Bryce.”
He lifted my chin. “No shit?”
“Is that weird?”
“No. It’s beautiful,” he said. “I’m gonna get tested so that when you feel comfortable and want to take this to the next level, we’ll be ready, sound good?”
I nodded, still feeling off-kilter.
He stroked my cheek. “Hey, you’ve got nothin’ to be embarrassed about, Bryn.”
“I just wasn’t all that great at sex with Bryce, to be honest, so now I’m a little nervous about the thought of being with you.”
“What do you mean, you weren’t all that great?” He frowned. “Did he tell you that?”
“Yes.”
“I swear to Christ, if he were standin’ in front of me, I’d knock his veneers right outta his mouth.”
