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Now that I’ve been inside her, I can’t not have her. I can’t not make her mine.
She’s mine. Mine, mine, mine.
I just have to convince her of that.
“I should go get cleaned up,” she murmurs, sleep clinging to her quiet words in my poorly-lit room. “I’m sticky everywhere.” She giggles softly.
I start to ease out from beneath her. “Hold on. Let me go grab a warm towel. I’ll clean you up.” She will never leave this bed again if I have anything to say about it.
She twists around in the tangled sheets to face me. “No, I need a shower. After my shift at the bar and then getting fucked to a pulp, I definitely need a shower.”
I tenderly kiss her forehead. “You’re tired. I won’t judge you if you’d rather have a sponge bath courtesy of yours truly.” I waggle my eyebrows as I make the offer.
She laughs. “I’ll take you up on that sponge bath some other time. For tonight, I need to wash this day off of me.”
Inez swings her legs over the edge of the bed, but I swerve around her, hopping to my feet. Before her soles can hit the floor, I’ve scooped her up into my arms.
She yips in surprise as I stomp out of the bedroom, carrying her. With the way she’s adoring looking at me with her arms thrown around my neck, no one could convince me that I’m not Superman carrying Lois Lane out of a burning building. My chest puffs up with machismo.
In the bathroom, I sit her on the vanity counter and turn on the faucet to warm up the water of the shower.
I turn to find her eyes beaming at me with admiration. “What’s that look…?” I ask her.
She grabs my wrist, pulling me to stand between her open thighs. She tenderly cups my cheek. “How come no one ever told me you could be so sweet?”
“Sweet?!” I scoff, offended. “There’s nothing sweet about what I’m planning to do to you in the shower, Stargirl.”
A shiver passes through her at my growl. “Oh my god. More? You’re going to make me come again? You savage!” She pants, her gaze twinkling with restrained excitement. “I already need a chiropractor to get me realigned after the things you did to me in your bed.” She kisses my jaw.
I pull away and test the temperature of the water. “See? Told you I’m not sweet.”
“You are.” She insists, poking my chest. “With all the forehead kisses and the compliments and the carrying me around. I’ve uncovered your sweet side, Nolan Brighton. Admit it.” She smirks.
“Never!” I protest, scooping her off the vanity and plopping her under the stream of warm water. “I’m gonna make you reconsider by the time I’m done with you.”
I shampoo and condition Inez’s hair. Then I lather up a dollop of body wash to clean her skin. I take my time, running my hands over her curves, massaging and caressing her body. She reacts viscerally to my touch. She’s limp against my chest, purring and moaning as I stroke her all over.
When I get to her feet, I command her to sit on the edge of the tub. Then I drop to my knees, taking her sole into my hands.
Inez giggles throughout the process. “Wow. You’re a very thorough boy, Boss Man.”
“I’m only getting started, babe…” I say, making sure to carefully clean her heels and in between her toes.
Her laughter quickly subsides when I bring my lips to the arch of her foot. “Nolan…” she croaks on a razor-edged gasp.
Locking my eyes on hers, I suck her pretty toes into my mouth, each one in turn. She pulls in a sharp breath.
“What are you doing?” Clearly, she’s in utter shock. She looks at me like I’ve gone crazy. I think, maybe I have.
I just keep on kissing her foot. “Worshipping you like the goddess you are.” I run my lips up the arch of her foot. “Putting you up on the pedestal where you belong.” I slide my tongue along her sensitive flesh. “Begging your forgiveness for being too coward to claim you sooner.” I pause, meeting her heavy-lidded gaze. “I regret it so much, Inez. We lost so much time.”
Closing her eyes against the rivulets running down her face, she throws her head back on the wall and groans. “We’re definitely making up for it tonight.”
Her fingers slide into my hair. “That feels really…that feels really good.”
“Good.” My voice is a low rumble. “Touch yourself.”
With her other hand, she starts to play with her clit. I’ve got a front row seat to her enjoyment as I keep worshipping her feet.
