Page 124 of Mr. Hook-up

“You take bubble baths at my house. Why not take one here too?”

He unzipped his fleece, removed the T-shirt he wore underneath, along with his pants and boxer briefs, and stood before me completely naked.

Since I’d set both glasses by the sink, I wrapped my arms around his warm, hard shoulders. “Thank you for this.”

He smiled, rubbing his scruff over my cheek. “I think you’re having a good time. In fact, I think you’re having a much better time than you anticipated.”

I laughed. “Isn’t that the truth.”

“Tomorrow is only going to get better.” He brushed his fingers over the cheek he’d just roughed up. “We’re going to do some hiking in Arches and you’re going to see things you’ve never experienced.”

I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth before I said, “And what about tonight?”

He’d been holding my ass, but moved his hands to the front of me, lowering the zipper of my fleece and dropping it from my body. He undid the buttons of my flannel button-down and added that to the pile building on the floor. My bra was unhooked, my leggings lowered, my feet slipping out of my boots and socks until I was as naked as him.

And as he said, “After you,” and pointed at the water, I twisted my hair into a messy bun and stepped into the large tub.

“This feels incredible,” I moaned, resting my back against the deep wall, bending my knees so he would have enough space to get in.

He sat opposite, his legs stretching far past me, our bodies crisscrossed but sandwiched together.

He turned the water off when it reached a high enough point and settled his back onto the wall, glancing up. “It’s the same view as the one above our bed.”

I hadn’t noticed until now, but the covering was so thin and translucent in this section, I could see the dark sky and the bright stars.

I cupped my hands over his knees. “What’s more magical than this?”

When my gaze lowered, I realized he was staring at me.

“Get over here.”

Based on his tone, the deepness of his demand, I knew exactly what he wanted and what that order was going to lead to.

A smile stretched across my face. “The water is going to go everywhere, we’re going to make a mess—”

“Now.”

There was something about that solo word, the way it dripped with urgency, that was beyond sexy.

I moved gingerly, so I wouldn’t wave the water too much, and I got onto my knees and made my way up his legs, straddling them the moment I reached his lap. I gripped the hard edge of the tub right behind his head and aligned our lips. “Better?”

“Not yet.”

As he kissed me, his mouth was ravenous, his tongue slithering in, circling mine, while his hands wandered down my back and over my ass and around my sides until they eventually landed on my breasts.

The water made everything slick except for his movements.

They weren’t brief or gentle, especially when he flicked my nipples.

When he tugged them.

When he held them between his fingers and grazed the edge, a harsh back-and-forth motion that had me pulling my mouth away fromhis and moaning, “More.” He disconnected our lips again and began to kiss my cheek and gradually slide down to my neck. There was a spot there—right above my collarbone, at the lowest part of my throat—that made me bend back every time he reached it.

Tonight was no exception.

I rocked my hips forward, the desire pooling inside me, and I met his hard-on, filling the silence in the room with my heavy breathing.

“You taste so good.” He licked a path to my nipples, replacing his hand with his mouth, sucking one, nibbling. Biting. “Always so hard and ready for me.”

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