Carolina Pearl by Sela Carsen

Author:Sela Carsen
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2010-11-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

If she was human, she’d be walking funny for days, Blair thought, staring blindly up at the ceiling. It would still be worth it.

Never had she been taken with such animal ferocity. Never had she had anyone take charge of her and her pleasure. She could get used to him being the boss in the bedroom. Sometimes. She meant to smile at her stray thought, but her lips only twitched. She was spent.

Her head fell to the side and she spotted the one thing that might bring a little life back to her limbs.

“Shower,” she croaked and crawled off Conn’s prone body. The bathtub was an old, heavy, cast iron relic with claw feet and external pipes, surrounded by a flimsy shower curtain on a circular rail.

She reached up and cranked the water on, listening to the gurgle and rattle of pipes and the hissing sound of the water heater as it came to life. “You know, if you take this tub and move it to the guest bath—because you don’t want to discard a gorgeous vintage item like this—then you could tile yourself an amazing, huge shower in here. You’ve got plenty of room.”

Conn, who was still kneeling on the floor, cracked one eye open and peered at her. “How are you thinking? All my higher brain function is…pfft. Gone. Possibly forever.”

Blair stuck a hand under the water. Ahhh, warmth.

“Come sit in the tub with me. It’ll come back.” She got in and leaned against the back of the tub, letting the water fall on her, reviving her with its heavy spray.

He crawled over and climbed into the bathtub, propping himself against the opposite rim. “I don’t think helping you shower is going to get blood flowing back to my brain, if you know what I mean.”

She looked at the length of his hairy legs tangled with hers. He had to be as worn out as she was, but his sex was trying valiantly to rise to the occasion. “Wow. I’m impressed. How old are you, anyway?”

“Thirty-two. You make me feel like a teenager.”

“Aww, you’re sweet.”

“How old are you?” he asked.

It was funny, she thought. They’d been through so much in such a short time that they hadn’t had the chance to get to know the little things about each other. “I’m twenty-six. My birthday’s next month.”

Conn reached up one long arm for the soap and lathered it up between his hands before leaning forward.

“Are you going to be here next month so I can wish you a happy birthday?”

“I think I can be convinced.” He wouldn’t have to work too hard. She already knew he was the one for her. She would be wherever he was until he realized the same thing.

He took her hand and spread creamy bubbles up her arm to her shoulder, then over her collarbone and down the other arm. She scooted closer. “You missed a spot.”

“I’m just getting started.”

They met for a kiss under the showerhead, drinking each other in. The soap and water made each touch a sensual glide of skin over skin.

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