Badd Ass by Jasinda wilder

Author:Jasinda wilder [wilder, Jasinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-941098-71-4
Publisher: Jasinda Wilder

Chapter 9

Mara

I saw it hit him, like it had hit me. I’d been cleaning myself up—the bathroom was so small it was nearly impossible to close the door unless you got in the tub first, so I’d left the door open. I hadn’t intended to let him watch, and it had been nerve-wracking in the extreme to stand there washing his come off my skin while he watched. It had taken everything I had to act casual about it, to not hyperventilate. But his gaze while I washed up…it had been so intense. Fierce. And the moments just before I’d stopped him from coming bare inside me, those moments as we moved together had been…searing enough to flay right out of me any notions of this being casual sex anymore.

And I saw it hit him, watched the intensity hit him, watched the moment when he realized that we were creating something between each other that I know neither of us were ready for, that neither of us had expected.

I finished cleaning him, tossed the washcloth into the tub, and re-joined him in the bed. I remembered Claire’s insistence that I try post-coital snuggles…but given the intensity we’d just shared, snuggling with Zane seemed a little too much like tempting fate.

So instead of curling up against his side, my head on his chest—like I dearly, desperately wanted to, deep down—I propped myself on an elbow next to him and drank in his masculine, muscular, rugged beauty. He didn’t reach for me, either, and I suspected he was going through a similar tangle of thoughts and emotions.

“So.” He mirrored my pose, reaching out a hand to trace my figure from shoulder to hip to thigh and back up. “Dinner?”

“With Mrs. Kingsley and the others?”

He shrugged. “Sure. Sounds like fun.”

“And then a movie?”

Another nod and shrug. “The theater here only has two screens as I remember, so the selection is limited. But that’d be fun.” He let his hand rest on the swell of my hip. “It’ll be proper date, then.”

“A real date.” I wrinkled my nose. “I haven’t been on a date-date since high school.”

He chuckled. “Me either, actually.”

My hand had a mind of its own, apparently, because I watched it drift out to fondle his dick. Still slack, but under my touch it began to stir.

“Tell me about your last date,” I said.

He let out a breath. “Her name was…uh—Ashley. MacNamara? I think that’s it, Ashley MacNamara. My senior year of high school, and she was a freshman at U-A-S.”

“An older woman, huh?” I teased, toying with him still.

He flicked a thumb against my nipple. “Nah, only by, like, six months.”

“So what’d you guys do?”

“Walked the boardwalk, and then I took her to Bar Harbor, and then to a movie.” He rolled my nipple between his thumb and finger, sending little thrills fluttering through me. “Um…The Holiday, I think we saw.”

“You remember the movie?”

He grinned slyly. “Yeah, well…more because we didn’t actually see much of the movie.”

“Too busy making out, huh?”

He chuckled.

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